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Spence was in foul mood. Tilly could see how sulky he was being from his tiny body language. How could you look like you were shoving your hands in your pockets when you were completely naked? How could she tell he was scowling from across the room when he was just three inches tall?

“Urgh, my god, you little freak. You’ve got to get over her!” Tilly was exasperated. He’d been like this for the last two months, ever since Lauren broke up with him. She knew it was hard on him, but she was losing her sanity having to care for this stroppy mouse. “Mouse sized human” she reminded herself quickly. He hadn’t always been like this. When they were at uni together Spence was captain of the swim team, a strapping 6’3” hunk,  and Lauren was captain of the hockey team. They were a super hot power couple. Then, just before finals, Spence had caught the shrinking virus, just as it was tailing off. They had both really tried to hold it together, but if everyone was honest (and they weren’t very much as it turns out), it was never going to work. Lauren had seen her dreams and ambitions shrink along with her boyfriend and she was ashamed. Ashamed because she realised the whole relationship had been so superficial. They only lasted another month, and then almost as soon as they all graduated she left, using a new job in Manchester as a chance to make a clean break. As Lauren’s old housemate Tilly was left holding the tiny, and was a reluctant carer at first. It was such a responsibility and it wasn’t as if she needed any of that. But as a trust fund girl she didn’t have finances to worry about and could make his life comfortable. He was being such a little whiner but Tilly remembered how funny and kind he had been, and even though he was now only as tall as her finger was long he was still a little cutie.

“Right Spence, you’ve got to snap out of this.”

“Easy for you to say Tills. You can see the big wide world. All I see are these four walls and my hamster cage.”

“Hey now! That’s a very fine purpose built house you’ve got there mister. John Lewis quality.”

“Point stands Tills, I haven’t got a life anymore. The only person I see is you! All my mates have abandoned me.”

Tilly paused. She wasn’t sure this was a good idea, she wasn’t allowed to take him out. But  technically this wasn’t out…

“Okay mister, arms up, you’re coming with me.”

Arms up was the instruction Tilly gave when she was going to pick him up. She was very gentle but it helped to get all limbs out of the way when executing a finger-thumb pinch. With the greatest of care she plucked him up by his torso and brought him to her chest. She squeezed open the hem of her sports bra. “Okay, now, inside and hold tight.”

“Where are we going?”

“You’re coming to the gym with me, I’m going to work out. And you’re going to sweat out your frustration too.”

“But everything in the gym will be too big!”

“You’re going to get a workout just holding on there Spence.”

“But You’re not supposed to take me out!” Spence squeaked.

“Oh silly, just a technicality. The apartment gym is on the 17th floor. And it’s always really quiet.”

It would be fair to say that Tilly was a gym bunny. She had only started in her second year at uni, but two years later and she was already making big gains. Her workouts were no joke. Spence new the routines but the shrinking had completely broken him of the habit. Not he was right back in the mix as, after her warm, up Tilly went for a full half hour session of HIIT and weights. Luckily for Spence, it was leg day. There wasn’t much room in there. It wasn’t that Tilly was hugely blessed in the chest, but she was building some firm pecs, and he was pinned against by the skin tight top. 

By her cool down Tilly was sweating hard. Taking a moment to look in the mirror she saw Spence, absolutely drenched, and not entirely in his own sweat. Tilly giggled and took out her phone to take a photo. God he looked pathetic. “And also mine.” She thought. The thought shocked her. What was this? Was she getting possessive? “The little hunk is soaked with my sweat. I wonder what else I could soak him with.” What was she thinking, where did this come from? Tilly couldn’t deny though, she was starting to look at this tiny Spencer in a new light.