Divine Chastise - Chapter 55 (Patreon)

Chapter 55

Larry hated this. Every cell on his body was trying to take him towards the opposite direction. He repulsed the idea of meeting his obnoxious ex, Wendy; and the worst part is that this is supposed to be some sort of date. At least that´s how she put things.

And the main question is why? Why would Wendy, who clearly ditch him, want to make this some sort of date? Does she miss him? Does she want to make fun of him and that´s all?

He didn´t even want to know. All he wanted to do was to turn the wheel and head somewhere else. To take this ride miles away from Wendy. However, he wasn´t driving there. It was Violet.

“I think it´s good for you to meet an old friend.” Violet said, eyes on the road.

Larry disliked how her tone was so positive about this. But this is clearly because she doesn´t know Wendy at all. Violet´s such a gentle soul, such a wonderful woman. Carrying, sweet, attentive; and Wendy´s the total opposite.

He could literally picture them both, the opposite poles of a magnet.

It´s a shame that she thinks Wendy´s actually someone who´s worth meeting again. Or even meeting at all. However, no one really said, and by no one he means Evangeline, that he had to talk good things on Wendy.

Sure, he was not going to start ranting about her, making her seem like some sort of monster. Or the narcissist she is. But he was definitely going to explain her the bad terms they were on.

“Listen, Violet. I know you think I might be doing this because I want to. But it´s not.” Those words of his made Violet a little confused.

“Sorry?” was someone forcing him?

The answer´s yes, an angel. But he can´t admit that.

“Wendy… she´s my ex. And I must admit that… she´s not the best ex there is.” With no chance of saying that they could at least be friends. Wendy was a lady he didn´t want in his life, not even for a second. And much less for a date.

“Did you break up in bad terms?” Violet asked, a bit concerned.

“Well, she didn´t. She basically dumped me because I was no longer at her…” he wanted to say height, but that´s like a shot straight to the ego of the shrunken man. “her level. She got a promotion and, suddenly, I´m no longer worth of being her boyfriend.”

“Well, that doesn’t sound nice.” Violet said, the lights turning yellow and then red on them, so the car had to stop.

“No, she´s not. I mean, I thought she was. But then she showed her true colors and… let´s just say they didn´t match with mine.”

“So, why are you meeting her?” Violet asked, being that very illogical if she´s so bad.

“I didn´t want to. But…” and here´s the lie, that´s actually got some truth to it. “Dr. Eva told me that this would help me do some nice progress with therapy. That I could suffer from stress due to something from my past haunting me.” Lie, but Evangeline did tell him he had to meet her.

He´s not saying Wendy´s a piece of… you know. However, he described her as a selfish woman. And that he´s only meeting her because of “Doctor´s” orders.

“I´d like you to be with me in case, you know, things get a little… emotional.” He won´t risk it having some weird, unexpected and dangerous time with Wendy.

“I completely understand, don´t worry Larry, I´ll be there.” She thinks he might cry. And she´ll be there to lend a shoulder, which is sweet.

He had a plan, to arrive a couple minutes earlier. Which would be like getting there half-an-hour earlier. Wendy, as a part of being a selfish person, she´s the kind of person that´s always late. She´d be ready whenever she´s ready, and she´ll get there whenever she has to.

Kind of the people that wants you to wait for them, you know, for whenever they feel like getting there, or whenever they feel like doing whatever they have to.

Inconsiderate for other people´s time.

Larry had the plan for them to find a spot for Violet to hide. A spot where she could watch them both. In case things went… wrong, basically.

Larry has been shrunken down to 1´11”, he doesn´t feel so secure in this kind of scenarios. He´s unsure how Wendy will react.

The plan was simple, but Violet felt in the mood to… play a little.

“So, you´re his nurse?” Asked the guy at the front desk before he gave them a table.

“Precisely.” Violet started. “He doesn´t really go out, due to his condition, not without me, of course.” Larry simply looked away and tried to ignore this while his “nurse” explained things. Violet knows better not to do this in public, but it seems this is a perfect chance.

Maybe Violet thought this would help explain his size…

“Basically, we wanted for this to be a special occasion. But I still need to be around so, is there a chance we can get two tables?” and it seems things are done.

Or that´s what he thought.

Violet knew how to work her way with people. And maybe that´s because, at 6´2”, she´s a tall lady. And people pay some more attention to people who are taller. Or that´s how it seems to him.

And there was some extra “playing” in this arrangement Violet made with the tables.

“Behind me? For real?” To make things worse, Violet will be sitting in the table that´s, literally, right behind him.

“You told me you want me to watch you.” Violet said, “innocently”.

“Yeah, but not this close! Like… can´t you sit some other table away or… hide a little?” This was weird.

“Hide? What for? Does she know me?” Violet asked.

“I don´t think so…” he said.

“So, what´s the matter? To her, I´m just a lady sitting behind, that´s it.” Makes sense, unfortunately…

After the weird arrangement on the tables. And after thirty minutes of just waiting, Wendy finally showed up.

Now, there was just one little problem, aside of the obvious of course. How was Wendy supposed to find him? She was unaware of how he looks right now.

“Oh, right, the front desk guy will tell her…” he panicked, they will just lead her to his table, simple.

Why did he panic? Was he worried about this? Was he actually nervous about this date? Well, to him this is no date, this is just a task Evangeline, for some reason, gave him.

Maybe Larry´s worried about the fact that he´s lost over four-feet in height and that Wendy´s not the kind of lady that will understand.

He can already hear her laughing about him. Who´d be so heartless to mock someone that´s going through something like this?

Although, there´s no record of this ever happening to someone. Still, since she already knows him, she´ll laugh, she´ll definitely laugh about him instead of feeling sorry for him.

“Table… that table?” He could listen to Wendy´s voice approaching as she asks the front desk guy for directions.

Larry turned, a part of him annoyed by Wendy´s presence. Even her voice was so annoying to him. However, there was another feeling inside him. A feeling related with too much caring, or should we say concern?

He was nervous. But why was he nervous? This was no date, he didn´t have to impress Wendy at all. Not even make sure she still likes him. All he had to do was figure out what is it exactly that Evangeline wants him to conclude about this.

But he could feel chills inside him. His hands clenching the sit a bit.

Larry turned; he swallowed as he now realizes that this is actually happening. With Violet standing right behind him, this was supposed to be easier, but it wasn´t quite that way. He felt alone on the huge table, and to make things worse, Wendy was coming.

He can remember Wendy, the way she looks and it´s much easier to remember how her voice sounds like. However, he has no memory of how she´d look for him right now.

Standing as a 1´11” man, things are very different. People mostly. And Wendy´s no exception.

He turned, and his jaw almost drops! She might stand at 5´5”, probably 5´8” with the heels she´s wearing, but to him, she´s as tall as a 18-feet-tall amazon.

He shouldn´t be thinking what he´s thinking right now, but, doesn´t she look hotter?

Her body was as luscious as always, and her sensuous shape accentuated by her tight dress. Her heels made her legs look much longer, those smooth, shapely legs.

His eyes couldn´t help but to wander and get lost in her thighs. Wide hips, swaying from side to side, and her thighs captivating all of his attention. Her plump thighs, going one in front of the other as she walks. He promised he didn´t care, but doesn´t she look leggier?

Maybe she started working out, plumping up her thighs with some worked out muscles. Or was it the shrinking? She looks so much bigger, and still, as hot as the day she left him. Which is something he never thought he´ll ever think.

“Fuck, she looks great…” he complaint, inside his mind, now recalling he should focus on something other than her body.

Larry would´ve rather if she didn´t glow up this way. He had his own glow-up, but he was now glowing down as he was constantly being shrunken. Not the handsome stud he once was when he stood at 6´1”, now he´s… a shrunken man.

Maybe it would´ve made things better if she had gained weight. If all of the office work had an effect on her waist and she´s a couple dozen pounds heavier than the last time they met. But that´s not how things work.

Wendy´s a woman who always has her eyes on the prize. And who´s also constantly working to be the best version of herself. Even if she gained weight, she´ll work hard to make sure it only goes to the right places.

And he can tell she´s also one or two cup-sizes bigger. Her boobs have acquired a teasing bounce…

But this was not the time for him to check her out, he came here with only one thing in mind, meet her, work things out and leave. And with this, he´ll finish the task Evangeline gave him.

And he´s starting to think that she only asked him to do this in order to amuse her. That´s always been an option, but now, it seems more accurate.

Larry had to call for her attention, she´ll probably miss him since she must be looking for 6´1” Larry.

He waved his hand at her, hoping she won´t miss him. At first, she wasn´t sure who was the one waving that hand, and then, as she got closer, she realized that this person was looking straight at her face. And then, she realized it was Larry.

It was unbelievable, that´s him?! She wondered as she rushed to the table.

“No. Fucking. Way.” She declared, standing right next to the shrunken man.

“Hi, Wendy.” He said, contemplating the giantess before his eyes.

“Is this… is this real? Are you real?” she couldn´t believe it, the only way she could think of, to prove he wasn´t some sort of hologram or something, was to poke him.

“Ouch! Hey, fingers off!” He complaint as she had just poke him in the head.

“Sorry, but I had to be sure.” Looks like Larry, speaks like Larry, even complaints like him. Is this real? “I guess, this is why you called me here?” she asked.

“I got a lot to explain, would you like to have a sit?” he invited.

“Of course.” She´s a little concerned this is contagious, she touched him. She´ll listen, and after she´s certain he´s not “contaminated” in any infectious, contagious way, she´ll just speak out her mind. Her surely annoying mind…

Violet was there, sort of as a body guard, she knew, he knew. All she did was to listen as he explained his situation.

It was unbelievable, and a long story. But he managed to explain it all, not including the part of the chastise, or the angel, in the story.

“Wow, just… wow.” Wendy said. “So you´ve been shrinking, out of nowhere, and all this is due to stress?”

“Yes, it is.” No, it´s not, but he won´t tell.

Larry could see some concern in her eyes, some worry. Maybe Wendy has changed. Her eyes were looking at him, up and down. He can´t blame her, that´s what he´d do if he was on her place.

“And, how much… how tall are you right now?” Wendy asked.

“About two-feet-tall. Well, 1´11”.” He said.

“Wow…” he thought, for a second, that she would be nice about this, that she was taking things seriously, but then, she decided to go back to her usual self. “So, are you sitting on a booster sit right now?” That wasn´t such a teasing question, just a question.

“I am.” He said.

“Pfft, I bet you are. And I wonder, do you have one on… forget it, there´s no way you can still ride a car. Tell me, were you driven here?” she´s kind of laughing now.

“I was, yes. Unfortunately, I can no longer drive.” She seems to be testing him. In the meantime, Violet can listen to her, and she sounds mean.

“So, what have you been up to?” Larry asked, trying to point things somewhere else.

“You know, working from day in to day out. Giving my best and always reaching my goals.” That sounds so arrogant. She´s practically saying her life´s right where she wants it to be. “I think I work a bit too much, but, meh, what else should I do? I´m still to find a man who can please me. And, speaking of which, how about you? Can you… please a woman?” Now she´s teasing him because of his height.

“I do, yes.” He won´t play her game, but she´s pushy.

“For real? And what do you do? Like, stick your whole head inside them? Let´s be real, did you call me because you´re lonely?” Shrinking must not be easy, and much less accepted in society. Wendy knows, or at least she thinks, that he´s desperate.

“I´m not lonely. For your information, I´ve got people who care for me.” He said.

“Care? Or are they sorry for you? I mean, it´s ok, I´m actually feeling bad for you.” She said.

“Thank you, but I don´t need your pity.” He complaint.

“For real, do you still have your job? Like, do they still allow you to work like… this?” she asked.

“Yes! They do!” he won´t admit they are trying to fire him.

“For real?” she asked.

“Yes. And just so you know, I´m the boss on my floor. I´ve got people who obey my instructions. I have my own office, my own parking spot and my own assistant.” He declared, she was so annoying right now.

“I guess you don´t need the parking spot. And what does your assistant do? Reach things for you? Hmm? Help you up your sit? Haha, I bet they carry you around the office. It´ll be so silly to watch.” He´s had enough.

The little patience he had was gone. At first, he was nervous, but now, he was mad. And Wendy could see the anger in his eyes, and the way his neck muscles were tensing.

“Chill, you don´t want to shrink right now, do you? Although, I´d like to see that. This is so odd, so… taboo. I bet people would pay to see you shrinking.” Wendy declared.

“As if I´d give you the pleasure. Listen, I thought we were here to speak like adults, but it´s clear to me that you´re not acting like one.” Larry declared.

“Hahaha, and you want me to take you seriously? I bet my legs are longer than you´re taller.” She said.

“Hey! I´m still a person, and you should owe me the respect I deserve.” He declared.

“No. You´re far too tiny now. In fact, you should owe ME the respect I deserve. You can´t raise your tone at someone who´s three-feet taller than you.” She said.

“I can do whatever I want!” he said.

“Are you sure?” she teased.

“Yes!” he was losing it.

The things he wanted to say. The things he wanted to do. But he knew better not to. Instead of raging up, he calmed down. Still upset, but with his mind chill.

“You know, you´re not worth my time.” He declared.

“Excuse me?” Wendy asked.

“You heard me. If you want to see me getting mad, getting stressed, shrinking, well let me tell you something, you´ll be a fool. This whole thing has opened my eyes, this experience, and now I understand one thing. All those things you call “success”, they are such empty things. Such empty goals. In fact, that´s what you are, empty. You´re just an empty woman who´s trying to get filled up with the admiration of others. You´re just trying to mock at me to feel superior, and I won´t give that to you.” He´s not lying, and Wendy doesn´t like it.

“Watch it, tiny man, you shouldn´t speak to me that way.” Wendy said, defying him.

“And you can talk to me as you please? Oh no, besides, I´m not lying. I bet you came here because you´re as lonely as you thought I´d be. Tell me, how good is it to be at the top, if you´re lonely?” That one hit a nerve on her.

So far, Larry feels no shrinking, was he going the right way? Were things finally working out for him? The only problem is that Wendy seems to be getting mad at him. Perhaps, he should stop? Or, how about he keeps poking?