Art the Story

Author's Note: An accident shrinks a thirty five year old man to just over three feet tall.

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When Jenny met us in front of the store, Arilla said, "I'm sorry I didn't have time to pack any sleepwear for her."

"Don't worry about it, we'll make do with something."

Jenny took my hand when I climbed out of the car.

She said, "My car is around back. My roommate's left early; she's making dinner right now. I'll bet you're hungry." When I grinned up at her she said, "Your Aunt never did tell me why you can't talk. Can you write?"

When I nodded my head yes, she said, "Good, then we'll get along just fine."

She lived in an apartment building and we took the elevator from the basement parking garage. Jenny said, "You'll like my roommate, Amy, she's very special."

Jenny used her key to let us in the Apartment.

She called out, "Amy, we're home."

The young woman who came to meet us looked about Jenny's age. She was a little taller and stockier, but they could have been sisters. They kissed each other on the lips and hugged each other.

"Annie, this is my roommate, Amy. Amy, this is, Annie, the special girl I told you about. Annie can't talk, but she can write so we'll be fine. Annie, Amy and I share everything so I have to tell her about you know, that thing between your legs. Is that alright?"

I shook my head "yes" so Jenny proceeded to tell Amy what I was sure she'd already told her.

"Annie has a penis and it's wrapped up so tight it has to hurt. She's a little girl, but part of her is a little boy. That's alright because Amy and I like both girls and boys, don't we Amy?"

Amy said, "We sure do. Annie. Would you like me to release your little penis so you'll be more comfortable?"

When I nodded my head "yes", Amy raised my skirt and pulled down my panties. Jenny was behind me trying to get the strings untied. When my penis popped out in front, Amy rolled down the mesh sleeve and took it off. My relief was so great I had a hard time keeping my mouth shut.

Jenny said, "Why don't we take off your dress and you can stay in your panties and camisole. I see your aunt has taken out the butt plug. Do you and she play games with each other?"

I nodded my head "yes".

"That's good because Amy and I like games. Would you like to join us?"

I about shook my head off nodding "Yes".

Jenny hung up my dress and said, "You know, Annie looks comfortable, I'm going to get down to my underwear too. How about you, Amy?"

Amy said, "Don't let it ever be said that I didn't join in the fun."

It was a pleasant dinner sitting there with the two women in their panties and bras. Sometimes I answered their questions in writing and then we got into that game where the one giving the clue can't speak and pantomimes clues. I really didn't know how to play the game but I did my best. At times they were laughing so hard they were bent over holding their stomachs. It wasn't because my answers were so funny, it was probably because they were so far off the mark.

Amy finally said, "Well I'm for bed, how about the two of you?"

Jenny said, "Annie, we have a separate bedroom you could use or you could join Amy and I. We have a large bed, but our tossing and turning could keep you awake."

I pointed to the two of them and Jenny said, "Good, then you'll join Amy and me, but you don't have anything to wear. I told your aunt we'd make do. You could wear something of ours, but I think it would be too big."

Amy said, "Well, she could sleep in her underwear, but then she'd have to wear the same underwear tomorrow, ugh. Annie, you could sleep nude, but then we'd be dressed and that wouldn't be making you feel at home."

Jenny said, "I know, we'll all sleep nude then no one will feel bad." That brought both them to giggling fits. Now I'm normally not into giggling, but in truth, I was giggling with them.

We stood there with both of them looking at me, so I took off my camisole and panties and stood there with my erection standing straight out. This was getting to be old hat for me. The two women stood there and I thought, "OK, the gags on me," but then they laughed and both stripped down. I took off my wig and both of them squealed and gave me a head rub. They got into the king size bed and left room for me on one side.

Jenny turned out the lights, but the bedroom was still dimly lit with some sort of diffused lighting. The two women began their lovemaking. I lay there watching and it was nothing like I could ever have imagined. I never gave much thought about a woman wanting to make love to another woman, but I always wanted to make love to a woman, so what's the difference?

They looked like they were having so much fun I wanted to join them. One time I watched a raccoon uncover a hive of ground bees to get at their honey. The bees drove him off and he sat some distance away watching that honey. He wanted it in the worst way, but he knew it was going to be painful. I was doing the same thing. I wanted to dip into that honey pot, but the women's rejection could be painful.

I wasn't sure just how to approach these two female bodies. It wasn't likely they would offer an invitation, but it would be best not to introduce a discordant note into their lovemaking rhythm. In their present position there was a lovely rear end unattended so I proceeded to make love to it. From this angle I didn't know if it was Jenny's or Amy's and truthfully it didn't make any difference. Parting her cheeks I kissed and licked up and down the seam and paid attention to a cute little rosebud opening with my tongue.

When the rear end disappeared with a shift of bodies, a delicious breast with its inviting nipple made itself available. In this manner I made my way around the two writhing bodies taking advantage of every opportunity. My size was a plus, I could reach an arm and hand into small openings.

When one of the women was fully engaged in addressing the other's vulva, I sometimes was able to equally engage hers. Again my size helped, I was able to not only extend an arm and hand into an area, but occasionally my head as well. In fact my face and bald head seemed to be a favorite with the women. The first recognition that I had joined the party was when one of the women put a hand on my head and pushed my face into her vulva. I did my best to respond with my nose, lips and tongue since my hands were usually engaged elsewhere.

There were times I was totally passive in that my body and body parts went where the women pushed, pulled or forced them. My job was as I saw it was to respond accordingly with mouth, fingers or whatever. I'm almost certain at one time the toes of one foot were inside a vagina. Those digits are not particularly dexterous, but I wiggled them the best I could and was rewarded with a squeal right in my ear. For a moment I was confused because it didn't seem anatomically possible for my foot to be in that particular vagina and still have her mouth in my ear.

My needs weren't overlooked either. I usually found a hand on my penis pushing it here and there. The only problem was sometimes I think they forgot that it was still attached. Sometimes the hand was replaced with a mouth and at least once I knew it was in a vagina. When I exploded in a mouth I figured that was expected, but I also exploded in the vagina. That may not have been expected. My rear end was also in play. Most of the time there was one or two fingers in my anus and even once I thought they were my own, but I couldn't be certain.

Whenever a clit was presented I made the best of the opportunity to lick and suck, but sometimes the time was too short. It was the same with massaging a vagina opening. Sometimes it was long enough time for me to get my hand deep in their vagina passage, sometimes it wasn't. Within a short time, whatever vagina was made available, it was dripping with the owners juices.

That was when I made my great scientific discovery. I could distinguish between vaginas by the taste of the juices coming from it. I didn't know whether it was Jenny's or Amy's, just that they were different. Actually when I had my nose buried in their crotch, the two women also smelled different.

Since I spent a great deal of time in the crotch area of the women, I was covered with their juices from head to toe. Had they actually shoved me up their vaginas, I probably wouldn't have been more covered with their juices. Eventually it seemed the two women seemed to cede their crotch areas to me and were kissing and holding each other. It had been an active night. There were times when it was physically demanding for my small body trapped in some positions, but it had been a grand and glorious time.

The two women fell asleep in each other arms facing each other. I ended up between them with my head near their crotches. I was lying on my back with my arms crossed on my chest and each of the women had their lower leg pressing against the side of my body nearest them. Almost in unison they threw their upper leg across me so that I became a 'body pillow' trapped between their legs. My shoulders were against their vulvas and with my arms crossed I could place two fingers in the area of their clit. With their rubbing against me, it seems we all approved of the arrangement.

In the morning Amy was the first to get up. I rolled over and faced who I thought was Jenny and she used her leg over my body to pull my face into her vulva. I found her clit and it popped out from under her hood as soon as my tongue touched the area. I sucked and licked and she used her hands to force my face against her. I put my fingers into her vagina and began massaging the opening. It wasn't long before Jenny was pushing my hand in deeper. I could feel her contractions coming one after another. I was still using my tongue when I heard Amy's voice behind me, "Jenny, are you going to let him out of your pussy long enough for us to get dressed?"

Jenny said, "I'm going to pee and I'll fill the tub. Why don't you let Annie give your pussy a morning kiss," and that she did.

I was laying there sort of pooped. Amy slapped my backside and said, "Come on, missy, you may have all day, but Jenny and I are working girls."

When we walked into the bathroom I went to the toilet, but this bowl was also too high. Amy said, "I'll show you how I helped my little brother." She stood in front of the bowl and lifted me up to stand on her instep and that was just high enough. Amy said, "I used to do that for my little brother. He used to call it, 'pee time'. It was dumb, but it was special between just the two of us back then."

Jenny was already in the enclosed tub when Amy and I stepped in. The two women sat facing each other with their knees up and put me between them. Jenny scrubbed my back while Amy did the front. I was thoroughly scrubbed and I mean thoroughly. After she was finished the two women slid their butts closer together and Amy took my penis in her mouth, I could feel first one then two soapy fingers slide in my anus. The two women doubled teamed me and when I exploded in Amy's mouth she drained every bit. They turned me around and repeated with Jenny doing the sucking and Amy the probing.

When they were finished with me Amy sat me on the edge of the tub and the two women proceeded to scrub each other. I enjoyed every minute of the show. Amy handed me soap, turned and placed a foot up on the edge of the tub and put her rear end near my face. I understood, I was the rear end scrubber and scrub Amy's rear end I did. Jenny was kneeling in front of Amy taking care of business there. I had soaped my hands and used both of them to soap every inch of her butt, which included significant time with my fingers in her anus to make sure that was clean as well. Jenny and Amy switched places and eventually someone turned on the shower to rinse the three of us off.

When we were getting dressed Amy said, "Annie, I have to put that mesh sleeve on your dick or your aunt will wonder." She slipped it on and tied it off in the back, but not nearly as tight as Arilla.

"Jenny, what will you tell his Aunt?"

"Oh, that's easy, Amy. I'll tell Mrs. Gomez that her niece was a perfect 'little lady'."

With that Jenny and Amy giggled uncontrollably almost doubled over, I thought, "These women are only in their mid twenties and they have no concept that figuratively they've had sex with someone they think is an underage boy. I suppose they don't consider that our ages are that different and my 'Aunt' and I are already into something 'hinky', so she's not going to complain. They're a couple of sweethearts. I'll have to figure a way to maybe warn them from trying that again, except I'd be sure to accept a repeat. Maybe I should confess all to them, because then they can say they knew I was a thirty five year old man."

The phone rang and Jenny picked it up. Oh, hi Mrs. Gomez, we were just going to feed her......You'll take care of that......It's no bother, believe me.....Oh yes, she was a perfect little lady." Amy was trying to keep from laughing out loud. "We'll have her there in twenty minutes then. Goodbye."

Jenny turned to me. "She's got something she wants from you, doesn't she? You know, I don't think I like your aunt." When I didn't respond, she said, "Annie, listen to me. I'm going to give you our phone number and I want you to hide it someplace safe. If you need help, you have someone call Amy or me. You understand?"

I walked over and climbed up on a kitchen chair and held my arms out. Jenny walked over and I hugged her and kissed her cheek. Jenny hugged and kissed me back. I held my arms out to Amy and she and I hugged and kissed her as well.

Arilla was waiting for us at the store. She said, "Was Annie any trouble?"

"Oh no Mrs. Gomez, just like I told you on the phone, she was a perfect little lady." I almost laughed, but Jenny brought it off with a straight face. She added, "My roommate and I would be glad to take care of Annie anytime. Just give me a call."

As we drove away Arilla said, "Suzanne's back. She called and said I should bring you to her house. Maria's feeling better, but Suzanne said I probably should keep Juan away for a few days." She looked at me and said, "You have a shit eating grin on your face. Is that because Suzanne's back or what happened last night."

I looked at her with a really wide grin.

"Never mind, I still want to find out your secret and you will tell me."

When we got to Suzanne's, Arilla said, "I'm not going in with Juan. Mama said she's feeling better, but to be safe I should keep Juan away for a few days." She got out of the car and opened the door for me. I got out and she just stood there. I took hold of one of her hands and looked up at her. I just didn't need her as an enemy and I really feel sorry for her because she's married to that asshole Jorge. I motioned for her to bend down and when she did I took her face in both my hands and placed a very chaste kiss on her lips.

She grinned and returned the kiss. "OK, Chico, we're still friends."

Suzanne opened the door for me and waved to Arilla. She picked me up and gave me a hug and her tender kiss on my cheek sent shock waves to my toes. This is my Suzanne and to me all women pale by comparison. She signaled to not speak and pointed to Maria's room.

She shut her bedroom door and said, "Well Arty, it seems Arilla has decked you out to look more like Shirley Temple than a young person who happens to be a female. I'll pick up some everyday clothes for you. We have some traveling overseas coming up.

"I showered and cleaned up after my early flight. If you want to do that before we talk, I'll run the water for you."

I took off the wig and she said, "Wow, I like the bald look. It's a whole new you."

She gave me a head rub as she helped my take off the dress. I turned around and said, "You'll have to untie this in the back."

"What the hell is this for?"

I got kind of red in the face and said, "She thought when I got an erection it was too obvious in a short dress."

"I suppose she's right." When she had the strings loose she looked at the mesh tube and said, "How do you get this thing off anyway?"

"You have to kind of roll it down, starting at the back."

She helped me take it off and of course I got an erection.

Suzanne said, "I think you're glad to see me, roomie. Do you need any help in the shower?"

"No, you'll have to turn the shower on and off that's all. Maybe we can find some sort of a handle I can use."

I finished showering and walked naked into the bedroom and started rummaging in the boxes of clothes that had been delivered, Suzanne came over and helped. She found some sleepwear that at least would be comfortable.

Suzanne fixed us a couple of brandies and we sat together on the couch. She said, "I think we're in luck with this Dr. Berger. He's known Uncle Ben for a long time going back to when they taught at the same university. He told me Uncle Ben often discussed his concept of expanding or contracting a living organism, but they hadn't talked about it lately. We signed a contract with him so now we can make our records available. I told him we had access to a technician who worked directly with Uncle Ben and he would be available by electronic mail. He said he wants you to come to England, but I said not at this time. We agreed to transmit only encrypted documents and letters."

"By the way I had to get father's signature to confirm our agreement so I told him the whole story. He was very angry I'd not confided in him, but he wants to meet you. Your decision to not destroy Uncle Ben's scientific legacy touched him deeply. I told you Uncle Ben was his dearest friend. In the meantime, you and I will have to go over every document to determine if it would be significant for Dr. Berger's investigation. We're crating his machine, but you'll have to identify what else should be included. We'll airship all of it to Dr. Berger. He's most anxious to examine the mice and rat from the laboratory. I checked and it looks like you've been taking good care of them."

"Hey, Fred and I are buds and Mickey and Minnie are still a little overwhelmed. Fred keeps looking over at Minnie. I can see him thinking, 'Who is this big chick?'" Suzanne sort of looked at me with a knowing look.

"By the way, how's Maria?"

"She's fine today. She told me she didn't want to expose you and Juan. She hated not having you here. How did you make out with Arilla and Jorge?"

"I really don't want to talk about it."

"That bad, huh. Poor Arty, I'm sorry I wasn't here for you."

Now I felt guilty. I don't know why. Suzanne probably wouldn't care if I was making out with other women.

Suzanne said, "I'm going and get us something to eat. I hope you like frozen pizza and if you don't, too bad."

I kept thinking about our bizarre relationship until she returned. She opened a couple of bottles of beer and we sat there eating pizza and drinking beer. We were on our second beer and I'd had enough pizza, but Suzanne was still putting it away. I could already feel the effect of my second beer, which may have loosened my tongue.

I said, "Suzanne, are there any men in your life?"

She gave me a long hard look before she said anything. "Arty, I don't know why I should answer that question. I caught that 'big chick' comment, but I do owe you for all that's happened to you."

"Come on Suzanne, I don't blame you for what happened. I apologize for the 'big chick' comment, but you're a beautiful woman and I can't imagine there isn't some guy actively pursuing you. Besides the Professor and I talked so much about you that I'd like to know 'the rest of the story.'"

"You asked for it. My mother was tall and you know my father, so I was always tall for my age. Growing up I was often taller than many of the boys my age and since I was athletic, I could beat some of them in sports. Boys and men who approached me were either intimidated by my size or aggressive and tried to dominate the 'big chick'. It happens in both my personal life and my business life. In business I don't cut anybody any slack, but in my personal life there were smaller men I really liked, but none of them ended up being more than just friends. A few that I tried to be sexually active with were so intimidated they couldn't even get an erection. That's a problem you apparently wouldn't understand."