Texting Taken Too Literally!

3/7/24

1:01 PM

Daniel opened my phone as he heard a notification. His girlfriend, Amelia, had just texted him.

'hi cutie! ♥️'

He stretched, and looked on to see if any others came in, which they did. Amelia sent a picture of a stunning five-star restaurant, and both of them knew she could afford even that because she's filthy rich. Really, she was.

'cool new ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ diner i found!!!' Was the message that followed.

'nice, we gonna eat there?' Daniel replied.

'sure we are, Dan! woo woo!'

'alright, where do you want me love?'

She then sent an address for the restaurant.

'i almost feel like i shouldnt get my hopes up for some reason?'

He laughed to himself, before responding. 'ah, i have that gut feeling sometimes. what time?'

'is half 3 good for u?'

'yeah sure, i'm not busy.'

With that, he slunk out of his gravely-scented nightgown and took a shower, shaved, found the best clothes he had, and put those on. He put on a load of antiperspirant and aftershave, too. The result was a stunning gentleman with an incredible sun tan, wearing nothing but pure masculine beauty and a gilded two-piece suit. He came back to his phone, and stashed it away in his pocket. He felt it vibrate, though, so he slipped it out.

Another message from Amelia. 'ur the best teensy little guy a 6ft gal could ask for, Dan... 😍'

That made Daniel feel a warm, fuzzy feeling inside. Not like this hasn't happened before, because he was only 4' 11", and Amelia was indeed 6 feet tall, so he was used to being playfully teased for his vertical disadvantage.

He put his phone back in his pocket, but not before noticing his phone looked wierd. It looked the same, just... something was off. He subconsciously put it back in his pocket, which he then noticed was baggier and a little more spacious than usual. "What's going on?" He thought to himself. "Eh. I'm sure Ammy wouldn't notice."

He redid his belt, and went to the door. Although being short for a grown man, he knew the door handle wasn't up to his shoulders... but today, it was. That's when he knew something was wrong. He looked back at his phone, about to tell Amelia the news, when the message she sent caught his eye.

'ur the best teensy little guy a 6ft gal could ask for, Dan... 😍' He zoomed in on that phrase. 'teensy little guy'.

"Could... could Ammy's message have made me shrink?!" After a few seconds of pondering, he thought it was stupid and blamed it on some crazy astronomical coincidence. Then, he messaged back. 'ur never gonna believe this 😭😭😭'. He then sent a photo of himself, dwarfed by his clothes.

Amelia responded immediately. 'WHAT TF HAPPENED??? 😱'

'what can we do???'

'i guess we need to call off the dinner date 😖' 'though i think i could come over instead?'

'yeah, thats cool' Dan put his heavy phone down on the sofa, moved his clothes as far out the way as possible, and wrapped up in his gargantuan blanket until Amelia could come rescue him. In the meantime, he researched if absolute shrinkage was even possible, to no avail.

1:32 PM

A series of loud knocks (or locks that seemed loud to someone as small as him) on the door that came together to form the 'footie chant' was all that Daniel needed to confirm Amelia's presence. "Come in, babe!"

If Amelia was indeed a rich girl (she is), she definitely looked the part. Skin as bright as the sun and as soft and smooth as Eiderdown, clothes whose purchase would break the bank, and a whole lot of cold hard cash on show at all times. "Hi, love..." She sat carefully beside a now diminutive and bare naked Daniel (penis, ass and all), and examined him. "So... what's- uh... this?"

"Apparently, 'this' is your lover..." he sighed, "now reduced to 4 centimetres tall. Whatever it was by, it happened straight after you sent me that message."

"The one where I called you a 'teensy little guy'?"

"Yup."

She sighed, "I'm sorry, babe..."

"N-no! Don't be sorry!" Daniel wanted her to know she really didn't need to apologise. "I'd only want you to say sorry if you knew it was gonna happen!"

"Okay..."

"Wait-" She gave him a tight hug. A bit too tight... "Ow, ow, ow!"

"Oh!" She let go. "Gosh, I'm really sorry... it's hard trying to keep someone this small alive when all you want to do is drown them in hugs and kisses."

"Wait." His mind lingered on the very last word. "Kisses?"

"... you wanna give that a go?"

He got stuck in his own trap. Does he risk his life just to feel humongous lips and thick lipstick on his skin, or does he take the safe way out? "... yeah. Do it. Kiss me."

"Okay..." Amelia puckered her lips. "Here goes..." She leaned in, her towering frame blocking the blaring light behind, her lips itching with lust.

"Here goes..." Daniel thrusted his face forward, right into colossal lips. The lipstick was flavored after black cherry, and she always applied more than she needed, so he felt like he was dipping his face in an industrial-size vat of cherry juice. But Amelia hadn't even started the kiss yet. Then, she did. She sucked in, figuratively and quite literally taking Daniel's breath from out of his little mouth. It felt like pure ecstasy, and he even felt an erection coming in. It looked like a comedy scene from the outside, but it was absolutely an adult scene from the inside.

She stopped, and pulled away to see a sweaty tiny with lipstick over his face and a penis rock solid and thrice its normal size. She giggled, "How was it, baby?"

"Fucking... incredible..." came the answer, accompanied with massive breaths and a relieved chuckle, "... God, I'm... so horny..."

Amelia smiled. "More?"

"Fuck yes."

With that, Amelia picked him up and began another gigantic kiss, each making him more ecstatic and more erect. However, Daniel always wanted one thing: more. Amelia knew, and she did fulfill his wish a lot more than he expected – she wrought kiss after kiss all over him, until his skin was so lipstick-clad you couldn't see much of his actual skin, if at all. Even then, she kept going and going and going...

1:59 PM

After what seemed like an eternity, Amelia knew Daniel was more than happy with what he'd just experienced, so she stopped. Daniel was smiling wildly, and his penis was not only about five times its normal size and harder than Vibranium, but was soaked in Amelia's black lipstick.

However, there was one more thing that possessed Amelia to stop – an idea.

"So... if I made you even smaller by sending you a message, would you be interested in..." she smirked, "taking this further?"

"Oh, God, absolutely..."

With this, Amelia whipped out her brand-spanking new Google Pixel 9, and got to sending Daniel a message.

'u look like a speck of dust to me'. Send.

The transformation was near instant. Daniel started to shrink down incredibly quickly compared to what he'd felt before, and soon enough he was almost invisible to Amelia's now colossal eye. She plucked him, put him in her palm, and wiped the lipstick off.

"Thanks."

"No problem, babe. Now how should we have fun?"

"... can I... explore your body?"

"Ohh, yes... of course you can. In fact..." Amelia then proceeded to slide her leggings and undergarments down, exposing her clitoris. "... I know exactly where you can start."

"Oh, fuck yeah...!" Daniel leapt forward, almost instinctively, and he went splat on the fleshy surface of inside Amelia's seemingly massive clitoris. He rolled around like a child in a snowed-over grassland, taking in all the vaginal fluid that he could reach. It felt like pure ecstasy. He continued his way down, purposefully grinding his hands against the fleshy walls to make Amelia feel good too. Then, he found his way up her body, and he discovered the insides of her intestines. The irregular throbbing made him feel something he'd never felt before – a feeling so bizarre that, unfortunately, even I don't have a word for it. He crawled and squirmed his way through the winding maze of flesh, until he heard a voice echo through the structure.

"Be careful going into my tummy – I had the Giga Meat Feast from Pizza-pizza and a whole bottle of wine on the way here..."

Amelia's rich girl upbringing certainly helped her food addiction. Despite her relatively thin appearance, she ate a lot – and I mean a whole lot – of food. In other words, her stomach was huge, even compared to a normal stomach. Not unlike what she did today, she could easily devour a whole pizza as a snack and still be hungry enough to have dinner – why, don't even get me started on her dinner.

By the way, she was and is a popular regular at many Pizza-pizza joints, her go-to choice for fast food.

So, Daniel took a deep breath, and pried the little food vave open at the tip of her minor intestine.

Immediately, he was hit with the rage of a full Giga Meat Feast: pepperoni, ham, sheek kebab, chicken tikka, beef, chicken, cheese, a little barbeque sauce and a truckload of dough. Not to mention that he even tasted her wine – in terms of the brand, expensive was an exceptional understatement.

As the 'storm' settled, he clambered his way up, and resurfaced in her stomach. Not much acid was produced yet, as he'd just withstood all of it just now. He looked around, marvelling the madness that was Amelia's titanic stomach for the first time ever. It was indeed huge, much more so to a person who could fit snugly under someone's nail.

Before long, he decided it was time to make his way up through her oesophagus. Normally, you would absolutely never manage to climb up a slippery pipe measuring around 17 inches if you were less than a centimetre tall, but you're not Daniel, are you? Just give him something to grab on to, even something as insignificant as a tiny ledge. Then, he's off and scaling whatever wall that looms over him – just like he's doing now with the inside of Amelia's oesophagus. She opened her mouth, letting a light shine at the end of the vertical tunnel. He found this light, and leapt up one last time to get onto the back of her tounge.

He began riding it like a mechanical bull, and Amelia immediately understood the assignment. She began sloshing it about like a flail, and tiny little Daniel was simply having a blast. Thrust after thrust as the tounge flicked itself in all directions, almost like the huge sand worms from Dune. Finally, when she knew he had enough, she simmered down, leaning down to let her boyfriend slide off and onto her hand. She laughed. "I still cannot believe I had you get inverse-vored..."

"Talk about 'this vehicle is reversing', am I right?"

They both howled with laughter in response to the joke.

2:23 PM

"So, what's on your mind now?" Amelia asked, after they had calmed down from laughing so hard.

"I don't know... any ideas?"

Amelia thought for a moment. "Hm... what if we grow?"

"Grow? Us?"

"Yeah!"

"Hm... yeah, I'm into that."

"I guess that means we have to message each other." She gets both phones off of the table and puts his down next to his tiny frame. The phone looked like a town block to him.

"Um... a hand, please?"

"Oh, sorry!" She puts my phone on her lap. She first messages me. 'youre the biggest person in the world!'.

Then, she messages herself using my phone. 'so are you, my giantess!'.

Both of them are sent, one after the other.