But it’s a very different feel of a story so I wanted to give it its own thread! While the first part was very much a non-con, SW is having a bad time, one crazy whirlwind of a night kind of story, this part will be much more of a slow burn, fairly gentle, characters evolving over time kind of story, told through a series of vignettes.
So, if you’re interested in this one but would rather not read part 1, here’s a summary to catch you up!
He reveals that he’s acquired a shrinking device and begins reducing her height against her will, making her gradually smaller throughout the night. It’s always been his fantasy to have a tiny woman to call his own, and he’s become so enamored with Lily that he wants to keep her, take care of her… and play with her. At first Lily tries to protest and even escape him, but soon she’s the size of a Barbie doll and can’t get out of the apartment or call for help - and even trying to fight Leo in a fit of desperation is hopeless, only resulting in the now-giant making her smaller and more manageable.
Eventually Lily calms down and tries to cooperate for her own safety. They spend some time “relaxing” in the living room as Leo enjoys her little stature, measuring her and holding her and talking to her about the experience. He takes pictures of her and posts them online as “collages,” and they have dinner together, although she doesn’t eat much. Eventually they move to the bedroom as the giant becomes more and more aroused by everything. He reveals his desire to make her smaller and smaller until she disappears before bringing her back and, now that she’s as small as a mouse, briefly uses her to stimulate himself, to her horror.
There are a couple of brief escape attempts throughout the night - even though Leo lets her know that the shrinking device also serves as a tracker - one of which gets her to the floor of the bedroom and sprinting for the door. The giant is slightly frustrated but mostly amused by her trying to run and ends up punishing her by threatening to step on her and playing with her underfoot after making her an inch tall. She gets a little too roughed up at this point and Leo begins getting a sense of just how fragile his little toy is - he proves to be playful and reckless but not cruel and uncaring.
After giving Lily a break, he continues to mess with her, making her half an inch tall before he can’t resist his arousal and has her climb his member and (carefully?) uses her small body to climax. He lets her know that was just round one and decides to keep her at half an inch tall for a while since he particularly enjoys the more extreme sizes.
They take a bath together, giving her enough of a breather to reflect and discuss things with the giant. He reveals that he’s been planning this kind of thing for a while and that he knew he wanted it to be with her after getting to know her, but that he shrunk her non-consensually because he knew she would never go along with his plan. He’s very confident that Lily will come to accept and even enjoy this new life with him, and when she protests at the notion, his response is essentially “suit yourself, I’ll be enjoying this either way”. Leo then plays with her in the bathtub and she ends up in his mouth for a couple of minutes, which she finds particularly terrifying.
Once they’re out of the bathroom, we have a brief scene harkening to the title where Leo puts her on a windowsill and gives her the opportunity to leave him if she wants to - even though they’re three stories up, she’s half an inch tall, and it’s starting to rain. She is of course much too small at this point to survive outside on her own, really hammering how helpless and insignificant she feels. She has a moment where she sees her own reflection in a raindrop and remembers that no, she’s a person, she’s worth something, and she can’t give up on herself.
Leo continues playing with her and making her even smaller, playing with her in his hands, at his feet, exploring his body and climbing his member again as he gets more and more aroused for this second round. Since she becomes too small to hear, he reveals that along with the tracker on the shrinking device, it can pick up on what she’s saying and display the words on the screen of the machine. Even then, communication becomes difficult as she becomes so overwhelmed with her diminishing size. At the end, he makes her so small that she’s invisible, shrinking her indefinitely as he orgasms.
Afterwards, Lily comes to as she’s grown back to three inches tall, her “home base” as Leo calls it. They briefly discuss what comes next. He has an intricate miniature house for her to live in with electricity, plumbing, etc, which he will be keeping on the desk in his room. She confronts him about how impossible it is that he wants her to be happy but plans on keeping her captive forever. He begins showing some signs of shame and acknowledges how much of a horny jerk he’s been all night. He reassures her that he can still give her everything she would need for a fulfilling life, down to bringing her back to her full size from time to time once they can trust each other. Lily is flabbergasted by the whole thing.
Leo eventually suggests that they have a discussion in the morning where they go through every one of her concerns and talk things out, promising to listen to her and compromise where he can. And then he gently wishes her goodnight and gives her space, leaving the room. Lily is left confused - on the one hand she’s been through this traumatic situation and knows she’s a prisoner here at this tiny size, but on the other she figures it could be worse, that he at least seems to care in some way. But she’s too exhausted to think about it further and collapses in the dollhouse, going to sleep.
Otherwise, there’s still plenty of adventures to be had - handplay, footplay, body exploration, sex stuff, and a variety of sizes between 6 inches down to micro (though mostly 3 inches tall). But there’s also a lot more conversations/character development compared to Rain on the Windowsill.
As usual, I feel like I really write for myself but I still hope some of you guys can enjoy! Let me know what you think :)
Chapter 1: So What Now?
The sun shines so bright and beautiful, it's almost blinding. I sigh contentedly at the sound of the nearby fountain trickling away and the bees buzzing loudly around the flower garden beside it. Soon I hear a voice call out from behind me.
“Lily!”
I turn and smile widely at my boyfriend who’s quickly approaching. He’s panting a little, rushing over with an apologetic smile.
“Sorry, I’m so late,” he says as he reaches me, and he cups my cheek with a hand, bending down to kiss me. My heart flutters as I close my eyes and melt into him. Then I pull away and put my hand up as well, stroking his sandy hair, gazing into those dazzling chocolate brown eyes.
“It’s okay, Leo. Thanks for coming.” And I can’t help myself, moving closer to wrap my arms around him and bury a cheek against his chest as I hug him tightly. His arms encircle me, pulling me further into his warm embrace.
I jump at the sound of thunder. Pulling away from Leo, I look around the park, confused. The sun’s no longer shining. I wonder how a storm could have rolled in so quickly, looking up at the sky that’s so dark it looks like we’re in an eclipse.
No, not an eclipse. A shadow.
A monstrous shape looms far above us, humanoid in form but mountainous in scale. There’s another clap of thunder as the massive beast takes a step in our direction. Then it starts bending, lowering itself down.
Leo turns to me, his eyes wide, both of his hands grabbing my shoulders. “Run, Lily,” he whispers urgently.
“What? No!” I protest, clinging to his arm.
“Please. You’re too important.”
The monster is continuing to crouch down slowly and I see its face over Leo’s shoulder. A familiar face. Familiar smile. Familiar eyes.
The giant reaches a hand out, and it’s taking up most of my vision. It’s approaching too quickly now, swooping in to crush us, and Leo suddenly grabs me, pulling me in close, holding me against his chest as he curls around me protectively -
“Ahh!” I’m gasping, bolting upright before falling right out of bed. My knee hits the floor hard and I curse, still disoriented. I sit up and look around at my surroundings, the confusion lingering... And slowly I start coming to my senses. That was a dream. A dramatic, vivid one. But not nearly as vivid as the nightmare I had last night.
I’m in a living room, having fallen out of a couch, not a bed. I look out a nearby window and see a few rays of sunlight dancing on some pencils and markers that are more reminiscent of telephone poles.
I rub at my face, groaning. Most of my muscles feel sore and I’ve developed a couple of nasty bruises. I take the time to sit there on the floor of the dollhouse and let myself wake up, remembering one detail after another from yesterday. It doesn’t feel real. How can it be real? The guy I had feelings for completely betrayed me and then proceeded to destroy the laws of physics and torment me for his amusement. It’s insane. It’s stupid.
After a good half an hour of moping, I finally think that maybe I should do something more productive with myself, and I figure I could start by cleaning myself up. The bath that I had last night was only halfway through Leo’s “fun,” and I feel like a complete mess... I finally decide to check out that shower he had mentioned.
The dollhouse is truly quite remarkable. All of the furniture is scaled perfectly, and it’s even stocked with miniature versions of all the essentials - fresh water sources, a working fridge and pantry stocked with all kinds of mystery bars and crackers, multiple toilets, there’s even a variety of clothes in the upstairs bedroom’s closet. The bathroom is stocked with all the toiletries I could need, and the shower itself is quite spacious and has a couple of showerheads. When I pull the crank to turn the water on, it heats up within seconds.
I feel a bit more like myself after I’ve cleaned up. I dry off and put on a new outfit, relieved to find that the fabric is a little thicker than I’m used to but still breathable, not typical felt or rayon doll clothes. As I get myself a tiny cup of water and explore the rest of the house, I start wondering about what now lies ahead of me. I haven’t seen any signs of Leo - I'd looked out an upstairs window and his bed was empty. He’d said we were going to talk about my future this morning and that I should think about what kinds of things I wanted in our living arrangements. But I’m not even sure where to begin. It’s not like we’re just settling in as new roommates here. What exactly is my day to day going to look like?
The room is really getting bright with sunlight when I suddenly hear a knocking sound echoing in the distance. I recoil at the noise, and then turn to look right through the open front door of the dollhouse to see the much bigger door of Leo’s room slowly open. There’s a pause before a too-large face peeks out from behind it.
“Good morning,” the giant calls out gently, “Are you up?”
It’s still hard to believe that he’s real. I hesitate, actually taking a step back deeper into the entryway for a moment. But there’s no point in waiting. I take a deep breath and walk to the front door of the dollhouse, peering out of its frame.
Leo spots my movement and his eyes light up as he opens the bedroom door wider and grins my way. He steps inside, his form growing larger and more intimidating as he moves closer. I try to control the fear bubbling up in me as I have to get used to it again, the sight of someone so impossibly huge. He crouches next to his desk so that his face is level with mine.
“Hey there, beautiful. Did you sleep okay? I made sure to stay out of the way.”
I realize he must have never come in last night but slept on his living room couch to give me some privacy. How fucking sweet of him. I shrug in response, but my standoffishness doesn’t deter him one bit.
“I was just about to get breakfast ready. Are eggs okay? You’re vegetarian but not vegan, right?”
“I… that’s fine,” I say, feeling tense.
“Cool. I’m guessing you’d rather eat here? I’ll be right back, just wanted to check in on you.” He gazes at me for a moment longer, as if he just can’t help himself. “I’m glad you didn’t somehow just poof out of existence in the night. You’re still my little dream come true.”
I don’t respond to this and just watch as the giant cheerfully gets up and strolls back out of the room. I sit down on the desk cross-legged, taking another deep breath as distant clanging sounds start drifting in from the kitchen. I need to focus. I can’t waste time just feeling overwhelmed by him, I have to buck up and start really thinking about what to say in the conversation ahead.
Several minutes later, Leo’s back, holding a 20 foot wide plate piled with scrambled eggs, toast and apple slices. I can’t help but salivate at the smell.
“I tried to cut up some super tiny pieces,” says the giant as he carefully puts the plate on the desk, “And I thought this sleeve button might work well as a plate, but I’ll let you help yourself. Oh, and since you’re only three inches now, I figured the bottle cap might be a little big for you to drink from, so I got this lid from a chapstick tube instead. I tried to wash it really well but let me know if it tastes weird…” He places a still quite oversized cup of orange juice close to me and then scoots back a bit as he sits in his chair, giving me some space.
I go ahead and climb onto his plate, sheepishly picking up the button and loading it with some food. I know that I’ll probably need to get over feeling self-conscious about eating around him, and in any case I’m feeling too hungry to care.
“Don’t be shy,” the giant encourages, “God, you look so adorable… I could just eat you up.” I shoot him a look and he laughs. “Kidding!”
I step back off the plate, and once I’m settled again, Leo picks up a fork that’s over twice my height and spears on some bread and egg. He pops it into his mouth and turns his attention to me.
“So. Did you think about your list of demands?”
I look up at him, warily but resolutely. “I did. I guess before anything else, I wanted to offer this…" I pause and take a breath. "I’m willing to forget about yesterday. Forget that we’ve ever spoken before. If… if you could just grow me back. Let me go. I promise you… I swear I won't go to the police. They wouldn’t believe me anyway. You had your night of fantasy and… we can both go back to our normal lives.”
Leo’s eyebrows curve as he gives me a pitying smile. “Yeahhhh no can do, love. There are a few things that are going to be hard and fast refusals. That’s one of them.”
I sigh, feeling a wave of despair despite not having been very hopeful. “Figured as much.”
“How about we start with this,” Leo says, leaning in closer so that his elbows are resting on his knees. “What was the part you hated the most last night?”
I’m a little taken aback by the question. “Other than realizing I was getting kidnapped? Um… I’m having a hard time deciding between you shrinking me so small that nothing made sense and I thought I'd died, and you almost eating me.”
This gets a chuckle out of him. “Wow, you really didn’t like going in my mouth.”
“I don’t think you understand, I seriously almost drowned! I could barely breathe and most of the time I couldn’t see a thing. It was terrifying.”
“Alright. I promise not to put you inside my mouth without proper warning and preparation, and I won’t do it any time soon. And I promise not to shrink you below… say, a quarter of an inch for at least a week. We’ll focus on other things, and maybe over time as you get more used to the shrinking, we can revisit stuff.”
I’m quiet for a moment, wanting to protest to it all vehemently but knowing I have to be more realistic. “Half an inch. No less than half an inch.”
“Deal.”
And so begins our negotiations. We pick away at breakfast as we continue establishing our interactions first - he promises not to touch me today to give me time to get used to my new home, and no more sex stuff for a minimum of 2 weeks (or at least, he promises to leave the room if he just can’t help himself). At some point while I’m sharing my concerns about safety, he shows me how the shrinking device can actually monitor my vitals so that he would know if ever I was actually in danger. I do find some reassurance in that, although the fact that my physical well being would ever even come into question is plenty disconcerting in and of itself.
I bring up my friends and family, and he agrees to let me respond to texts with his supervision for now, that he’ll find a way to set me up with some kind of voice chat in the coming weeks (again, as long as he’s monitoring), and that if all goes well in a few months he would even grow me back to let me see a friend in person for lunch (of course, monitored). We acknowledge that we still need to figure out how to deal with things like my car that's still parked just downstairs, my empty apartment, my bank account, my phone bills, and all manner of details that we decide can wait for another day.
I briefly consider bringing up much longer-term issues. If we're talking about forever… I mean, what if I want a family one day? It goes without saying that if I were to ever date again or get married it wouldn’t be with him. And while I wasn’t planning on having kids… I don’t exactly like the option being taken away from me. But I decide not to bring this kind of thing up, at least not yet. It’s too much, too far reaching. I have to believe that I'll get out of this situation before any of those become real concerns.
We do discuss my job at length. I work as a developer at a small mobile app company. We agree that in the short run he’ll help me send an email on Monday telling my boss that I’m sick with the flu and won’t be able to make it in. Meanwhile, he wants to discuss other options for my career. See what remote jobs I could do instead, or - and Leo prefers this idea - have me stop working altogether and let him provide for me instead.
“You could focus on hobbies instead,” he urges, “I remember you mentioning wanting to try pottery. Hell, could you imagine starting a business where you make miniatures? How perfect would that be?”
“I just… I’ve been grinding for so long at that company, only to throw it all away...”
“Lily. You’ve been complaining about that job since we first talked. Is being a developer really your ultimate dream? If it is, we’ll make it work. But if not, now’s your chance to figure out what you’d rather do instead.”
I actually can’t help but almost smile at this. Right. Because being mere inches tall is definitely what I’d been secretly aspiring to in life... It’s all so ridiculous.
“Oh! You know what we could do?" he adds, "I’d never really considered doing photography, but after seeing the success of those ‘collages’ I posted of us last night, we could totally take more pictures and post them online. It could be our little side hustle. Want to start a Patreon with me?”
I sigh heavily. “Leo. Focus,” I say, stifling a wry laugh. To his credit, he’s taken all of my requests and concerns very seriously thus far, hearing me out on everything. I can’t help finding his positivity in all this the slightest bit infectious. A feeling I immediately quash.
“I’m serious! Anyway, think about it. Let’s see how things go over the next week or two, and if we find a better solution we’ll have you put your resignation at - and I’m quoting you from a week ago - ‘that money-grubbing hellhole.’ Deal?”
“Fine. Deal.”
Leo leans back in his chair, smiling down at me as he ponders the next topic. “I feel like we’ve covered a lot… anything else you wanted to discuss right now? We can always revisit things later."
I pause. I’m sure there are other things I should be bringing up but… “I can’t think of anything. How about you?”
Leo’s gaze softens and he looks a little surprised at me asking him. “Just one thing,” he says quietly, looking away now, “I was thinking a lot last night and… I am really sorry about how I went about things. I'm not sure what I would have done differently exactly, but I realize I went way, way overboard. I know it’s a long shot but… I’d love it if you could give me another chance.” I stare at him and he glances at me for just a second before looking away again. “I’m not, like… asking you to be my girlfriend or anything like that, but… I do hope we can find a way to still talk like we used to.”
I continue staring incredulously. “You might have shot yourself in the foot on that one, man.”
“I know. And it’s not a demand, just… a request.” He makes eye contact again, smiling. “I love having fun with you and your size. But if there’s any way that you can have fun too, just… just let me know, okay?”
“I uh…” Words escape me for a moment before I just say, “I’ll think about it. Alright?”
“Thanks, Lily. Okay then. I’m scheduled to work from home today, and seeing as I took the day off yesterday, I should really get going on that. I’ll come back later with lunch - are quesadillas okay? I've got spinach and mushrooms to use up.”
“Sure.”
And with that, Leo stands up and starts picking up the dishes, lifting up my makeshift cup and his own glass and putting them on his much larger plate. I’m still holding my own button-plate, and I stand up to put it away as well. I’m surprised to see Leo suddenly pulling his hand away as I move, almost as if he’s burned himself. This makes me jump and I look up at him, confused.
“What?” he responds, “I promised not to touch you today, remember? You got a little close there.”
I can’t help it. I smile. Just for a moment before looking down and putting the button on his dish. He’s played mind games with me before. I know I need to stay wary. But I just can’t help but feel encouraged that he seems this dedicated to staying true to his word.
“Oh, I almost forgot!” says the giant suddenly, and he pulls something out of his pocket. After last night I’ve learned to be terrified of this casual motion and I take several steps back in fear, but he’s not holding the shrinking device. Instead it’s some other small square machine that to me is the size of a large mailbox, with what looks like a speaker on top and a smooth, shiny surface on its front. Leo places the device on his desk, just outside the front door of the doll house.
“This part’s a touch pad, just put your hand on it and it’s linked right up to my phone. Think of it as a walkie talkie - let me know if you need anything. I’d meant to set it up last night but it didn’t arrive in the mail until this morning.”
I nod, stepping closer to the machine and looking it over, before looking back up at Leo.
“Okay, I’ll get out of your hair,” he says with a grin before pausing. “Huh, and now I wonder what you’d feel like tangled up in mine… Not today though. See you soon, little one.”