Apartment Giants
Read the storyAt college I live with 5 other fit and well endowed roommates, both in front and with great assets in the back, in a rented apartment off campus. Each bedroom is shared 2 roommates to a room all of us 22 years old or older and all of us share 2 bathrooms that are side by side, that open up to a wide area with 2 sinks a large mirror and a counter with drawers that spans across the area below the large mirror. My roomie is Brendan, a tan, friendly jock/gamer who is here on a baseball scholarship with short light brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. I suddenly and unexpectedly shrink to 1/2 inch tall with a body that can safely be rushed and slowly reform without injury or pain in our shared bedroom. No one else knows I’ve shrunk nor can they hear my tiny voice and easily overlook me or think I’m lint or something not worth their attention, and this leads to some humiliating, intimate, and oblivious giant roommate interactions. I love male asses and may take advantage of my new unnoticeable height to get close to a few asses and sometimes accidentally get sat on, crushed, or stuck between the asscheeks of my careless roommates. When my my roommates eventually discover I’ve shrunk, they take it in stride and adapt to living with a tiny person, hoping I may grow back to normal size at any time, so I stay just in the apartment. My roommates try to make me feel normal and welcome, but often still forget to look for me or forget where I am when they go about living their normal lives—which can result in being sat on stuck in clothes or body parts etc. I never grow back an get use to being tiny and living among these friendly and somewhat careless giants. Be very descriptive, especially when I see my roommates and their body parts as giants or up close, and write this story from my point of view as the shrunken roommate, Alex (a guy, we are all men and all characters are men).