“And he shall reign…”

The volume of the angelic choir built in volume as they held hands around the individuals who were kneeling in the middle of their circle. They held their hands up to the sky as the man lifted the tiny baby up from the makeshift crib in the set of the manger.

“Hal-leeee-luuuulll-iaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

The director stood up, clapping her hands emphatically.

“Excellent job girls!” she exclaimed excitedly. A thought seemed to strike her as she turned to the one boy holding the baby.

“And Jonah.”

Jonah smiled as he handed the child to the girl next to him. She snuggled the infant closely, cooing gently.

“Everything is ready for the concert tonight,” the director announced as she beamed a smile at the stage full of college-aged volunteers. “You’ve all worked so hard and I’m very proud of you all. Now…are there any questions before we end today’s session?”

Everybody shook their heads.

“Then I’ll see you all at five thirty!”

The room broke out into conversation as the members of the ensemble dissipated and headed off to their next destinations. One of the angels pushed up her glasses before making her way to the back room, pulling off her wings and hanging them on the hook on the wall. Angie cracked a smile as she ran her fingers over the wings…she had built all the angel harnesses herself, and although it had taken many hours, she was proud of the results.

“Someone better call God and tell him he’s missing an angel.”

Angie smiled as she heard the husky voice behind her. She turned around just in time for the taller, dark skinned girl to engulf her with her arms and press her soft lips against her own. Angie closed her eyes, murmuring happily until her girlfriend finally released her.

“How are you feeling?” the taller girl asked with a smile.

“Fine…feeling fine,” Angie responded as she scanned all the other pairs of angel wings and halos hanging on the walls of the room.

“Uh oh,” she said as she spotted a halo that was badly bent on its wire frame. She walked over and tried to bend it back into shape, only to watch as it shed half of its gold-colored garland down onto the floor.

“Crap!” Angie said as she picked it up. Reaching over to the table, she opened her toolbox and pulled out another line of garland, cutting it with scissors before turning back and starting to thread it through the wire frame. The tall woman put her hand on Angie’s shoulder.

“Angie, it’s alright…it still looks good. It doesn’t need to be perfect.”

“It’s just a little fix Monica. If one of the angels goes out with their headband like this, everyone’s going to notice.”

“And that’s okay! Everyone will be enjoying the music…no one is going to notice one missing halo.”

“I’ll notice…” Angie grumbled. Monica sighed, taking Angie’s smaller hands into her own.

“Angie…you’ve worked so hard on this production…harder than anyone. Everyone appreciates everything you’ve done. But remember that you’re just a volunteer…not everything has to be perfect.”

Angie sighed as well as she stared up into her girlfriend’s deep, dark eyes.

“I know, Monica. But the performance is mere hours away and I just want everything to go well.”

She rubbed Monica’s hands with her thumbs, feeling the smoothness of her skin.

“Just a couple more hours…then we’ll officially be on holiday break.”

Monica thought for a moment before nodding. She planted a small kiss on her girlfriend’s head and smiled.

“Alright…but tomorrow, you’re one hundred percent mine, alright?”

Angie couldn’t help but giggle a little.

“Of course.”

Monica’s smile widened and she let go of Angie’s hands. The taller woman grabbed her coat off the nearby chair and turned to leave.

“I’ll see you in a couple of hours, okay?”

Angie waved goodbye before turning around and focusing on her work. She redid the halo before noticing that several of the wings for the other angels could also use a touch up. She sighed as she pulled more tools out of the box and set herself to work….

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A couple hours later

“Hey Angie!”

Angie looked up from her task, making eye contact with the shorter girl before checking the time on her phone.

“Oh god, where did the time go?!” she exclaimed, shaking her head. She felt like she had just gotten started on her work , which had quickly escalated from fixing a few of the wings to completely rebuilding half of the harnesses.

“Oh I know!” the other girl responded with a laugh. She walked over to the wall where her harness was hanging.

“Ooo…did you put on some new garland?”

Angie nodded her head, smiling as the other girl began to slip it on.

“Well, it looks awesome, thank you!” the other girl said before walking out. It was moments like these that made Angie’s heart soar. She snapped the final garland into place and hung the harness on the wall just as the director walked into the room.

“Why Angie, you’ve made our angels even more sparkling!” she said, beaming a smile in the shorter girl’s direction.

“Thank you Ms. Avers,” Angie said with a smile moments before the director’s phone rang.

“Oh…would you excuse me for a moment?” the tall woman said as she stepped out of the room and picked up the call. Angie continued putting away her things when someone covered her eyes from behind.

“Guess who?” came a very familiar voice.

“Uh…Lady Gaga?” Angie answered in a teasing voice.

“Ha ha,” her girlfriend responded as she removed her hands. She looked around the room a moment before putting her hands on her hips.

“Angie…did you spend the last two hours in this room?”

Angie was about to answer when the director walked back into the room with a frown on her face.

“Is everything alright, Ms. Avers?” Angie asked.

“Hmm? Oh…yes…everything will be okay, don’t worry. It’s just that Victoria won’t be able to make tonight’s performance. She had to rush home for personal reasons.”

Angie nodded when a realization suddenly dawned upon her.

“Wait, if Victoria isn’t coming…then what about Camille?”

Camille was Victoria’s baby who she had generously allowed them to use as the baby Jesus during the pageant. With Victoria gone, someone would have to fill in for Mary, and they would be without a baby.

“Who’s going to fill in for Mary?” Angie said, a touch of anxiety creeping into her voice.

“No worry…any one of the angels can,” Ms. Avers said. She looked over at Monica.

“Would you like to play Mary tonight?”

Monica smiled. “No problem. Happy to do it.”

“But what about the baby?” Angie said nervously.

“Hey, it’s okay, girl,” Monica said, putting her arm around her girlfriend in an attempt to calm her. Monica knew how much of a perfectionist Angie could be and wanted to head off this anxiety attack before it got bad.

“We can just use a bundle of clothes and pretend it’s a baby, right?” Monica said, looking at Ms. Avers for support.

“Oh of course! That’s exactly what we’ll do,” Ms. Avers said with a smile as she checked her phone.

“Show time in twenty five minutes…I’ll see you girls soon!” Ms. Avers said as she left the room. Monica turned around and gently rubbed Angie’s shoulder.

“Are you alright?” she asked the shorter woman.

“It’s all going wrong…right at the very end…” Angie said in a flat voice.

“Hey now…nothing’s going wrong,” Monica said again, facing Angie straight on. “I’m playing Mary, and we have a solution for the missing baby. Angie…everything is going to be perfectly fine…alright?”

Angie didn’t want to look her girlfriend in the eyes.

“Everyone will know it’s just a bundle of clothes…it won’t look right….”

“No one is going to notice!” Monica said without breaking her stare. “Remember, we were going to just use a baby doll until Victoria offered up Camille.”

“People will know if it’s plastic too!” Angie whined. “Anyone can tell the difference between plastic an a-”

Angie trailed off as an idea suddenly came to her. She gasped as she looked up into Monica’s eyes.

“You’re right…everything is going to be fine!” she said excitedly. Monica raised an eyebrow.

“What are you planning?” she said, suspicious of the sudden change in Angie’s mood.

“If I go now, I can be back in twenty minutes. I’ll explain everything then.”

Monica’s raised eyebrow went higher.

“Angie…you’re not planning something crazy, are you?”

Angie shook her head.

“I’m not. I promise.”

Monica sighed.

“Alright, I’ll start getting ready. I’ll see you in twenty minutes….”

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Twenty Minutes Later

<Where are you?! It’s almost show time!>

Monica hit the ‘send’ button on her messaging app as she paced around the room. Angie still hadn’t returned and the rest of the cast was already assembling on stage. She lifted up her phone and was about to call when Angie came suddenly bursting into the room.

“Angie!” Monica said in shock. “Where were you? You have to get into costume!”

“Sorry! I’m sorry!” Angie said, still panting from her run. “But I have it! I got it!”

“Got what?” Monica asked, completely lost. Angie responded by opening up her purse and holding up a single vial which seemed to be filled with a slightly yellowish liquid. Now Monica was even more confused.

“What is that supposed to be?”

“No time to explain,” Angie said as she popped off the stopper. Before Monica could object, Angie had downed the contents of the vial, her face puckering at the horrible taste.

“Whoa, Angie…what are you doing? You’re not making any sens-”

Monica stopped as her girlfriend placed her hand over her stomach.

“Ooh…ugh…It feels…funny…” she said a moment before a spell of dizziness overwhelmed her. She staggered and Monica gasped…but not because of her sudden instability. Rather…because something unexpected and impossible was happening to Angie. Monica had to blink a few times just to make sure that she wasn’t hallucinating because, right before Monica’s very eyes, Angie was starting to condense inward on herself, the already short woman growing seemingly shorter. Monica wouldn’t have believed it for a second f it weren’t for the fact that, at the exact same time, her girlfriend’s clothing seemed to be getting larger as well, slowly slipping down Angie’s arms and legs, slowly consuming both her hands as it pooled around her feet.

“Angie…you’re…you’re…”

“Shrinking!” Angie squealed, her voice higher than usual. The dizziness had mostly dissipated and she could now perceive the changes that were occurring in her body. She looked up at Monica who looked even taller than usual and her jaw dropped.

“Holy cow…you’re huge!”

“Me?!” Monica exclaimed in surprise. “What about you? You’re…wait…how the hell is this even happening? How are you shrinking?!”

“It’s the vial!” Angie squeaked as she shrank shorter than her girlfriend’s thighs. “I took it from my Chemistry Advisor’s lab! Pretty amazing isn’t it?!”

“Uh…yea, it kinda is.” Monica was still incredulous as she watched her half sized girlfriend continue to shrink before her very eyes.

“But…why?”

“Well…” Angie started to answer as the shrinking slowed and stopped. Angie was now just a few inches shy of two feet tall,  staring up at her Giantess of a girlfriend as her hoodie slid down her slight body, leaving her completely naked as it pooled on the floor. Angie blushed.

“...to play the baby, of course.”

“What?!” Monica said as she stared down at her tiny, naked girlfriend. “You’re kidding, right?”

“Well…” Angie said, her face blushing even more. The vast size of everything around her was disorienting, but her smallness was finally beginning to sink in and she was beginning to wonder if this was a good idea after all. “I have to admit, I was a whole lot more sure about this a few minutes ago. Maybe I didn’t think this through very well…?”

Monica continued staring down at Angie. It was just too typical: Angie would get something into her mind and obsess over it. Her mood would swing south the moment things started to go wrong and she would stay like that until she came up with some crazy plan. And this was as crazy as it came: she could not believe that Angie had actually shrunk herself just to play a part in their volunteer Christmas play.

Still, as sudden as this all was…she couldn’t help but stare at how adorably small her girlfriend was at this size. Monica always had a bit of a dominating streak in her while Angie had always been a bit more submissive…and Monica couldn’t help but let her mind wander to how deliciously convenient the entire situation was. The initial shock of the situation was slowly being replaced by a series of temptations to lift up and completely envelope the tiny woman and whisk her away somewhere private where she could have her way. But she also was upset that Angie would do something so reckless. That’s when it dawned on her…a way that she could enjoy a bit of her Dom streak and teach her little girlfriend a lesson at the same time….

“Actually…” Monica said gently as she touched a knee to the floor. Angie couldn’t help but gasp as Monica, who was an absolute Giantess to her now, knelt down before her. Monica reached out and gently touched Angie, and the smaller woman quivered as her hand made contact. Monica grinned as she gently brushed her girlfriend’s back with the side of her hand.

“Actually, I think you would make an absolutely adorable baby for the pageant,” Monica cooed softly. Angie’s cheeks were burning now as she looked up into her girlfriend’s gigantic face.

“Y-you think so?” Angie stammered.

“Absolutely cutie-patootie,” Monica said as she touched Angie’s tiny nose with the tip of her finger. Angie squeaked and Monica couldn’t help but laugh. Angie’s cheeks were flushed as she continued to stare up at her gigantic girlfriend.

“Actually…uh…uh…maybe…this isn’t such a good…”

Before Angie could finish, Monica whisked the tiny woman up into the air. Angie squealed as she soared up into the air.

“Whee!” Monica said, spinning the tiny woman around in her hands. Angie squeaked half from excitement and half from dizziness. She felt almost weightless as Monica exerted almost no effort in lifting the tiny woman, which only added to the already overwhelming feeling she had of being small and helpless.

“Monica…I think I changed my mi-” Angie started to say.

“No time!” Monica interrupted. She carried Angie over to the table and took a long cloth off the wall. She laid the tiny, naked woman down on the table and slowly wrapped the cloth around her, swaddling Angie until she was wrapped snugly in the fabric.

“There…all snug and warm now, right little Angie?” Monica cooed at the tiny woman. Angie’s face was beet red now and she found herself completely speechless. In fact, her shock was quickly giving way to arousal: she always loved how dominant Monica was in their relationship, and the size difference only served to amplify that effect.

“It's time! Everyone on the stage!” came the voice of Ms. Avers as she suddenly burst into the room. Her eyes fell on Monica and the tiny bundle that she was holding in her hands.

“Ah, I see you have your tiny bundle ready!”

Monica looked down at Angie a moment before grinning.

“Actually, Ms. Avers…this is my baby cousin. My aunt was nice enough to lend her to us for the night!”

“Oh?” Ms. Avers said. The woman approached and Angie swallowed hard as the director’s gigantic visage came into view. Ms. Avers looked down at the tiny face swaddled in fabric and smiled.

“Aww…what a little cutie,” she said, a huge smile spreading across her face. Angie tried her hardest not to squeak out of embarrassment as she quivered beneath the surface of the covers. Ms. Avers cooed gently before looking back up at Monica.

“Break a leg out there,” she said before rushing out. Monica giggled as she looked back down at Angie.

“Monica…I’m still not so sure abou-eep!”

Angie squealed as Monica planted a gigantic kiss on Angie’s tiny face. Monica burst out laughing.

“What’s so funny?” One girl dressed as an angel entered the room.

“Hmm? Oh hi Franny…nothing, just playing with my baby cousin.”

“Oh yea?” Franny said as she excitedly pranced over to the two of them. She stared down at Angie and squealed with joy.

“Oh my god! So cute!!!” Franny said, clapping her hand over her mouth. She reached down and gently tickled Angie’s face. The tiny girl squealed with laughter, causing the other girl to giggle as well.

“So adorable…you wouldn’t mind if I babysat for her sometime, would you?”

“Hmm? Oh yes, of course,” Monica said with a sly smile. Angie felt like she could just die.

“Well, you’re on Mary! Break a leg!”

Monica picked up her tiny bundle and carried her out of the room and onto the stage just, taking her place next to Jonah. The play proceeded exactly as rehearsed, minus a few missing angels, but no one seemed to notice any difference. Angie spent the entire time staring around at the gigantic world that she had entered and couldn’t help but feel her arousal growing even higher. She was tempted to do something about it, but Monica had swaddled her arms so tightly that she couldn’t do anything to help relieve her tension: a fact that drove the tiny sub even more wild every moment.

“And he shall reign…”

Right on cue, the man raised Angie up into the air as the heavenly chorus rose in crescendo, the tiny woman shivering as the room burst into applause. The show was over and the man handed off the tiny bundle to Franny who couldn’t help but smother the tiny woman’s face in kisses before handing her back to Monica.

“So cute,” Franny reiterated as the actors left the stage. Congratulations, hugs and Christmas well-wishes were exchanged as people slowly cleared. After ten minutes, and many more kisses and tickles from the other girls in the play, Monica and Angie finally found themselves alone backstage.

“Great job Angie…I’m so proud of you.”

Monica nuzzled her little girlfriend, eliciting squeals of glee from the tiny little woman.

“Th-thanks,” Angie stuttered. She had to admit that it was an absolutely fascinating experience, and she wondered if maybe she could convince her girlfriend to let her take another vial sometime in the future. But for now, she was ready to get big again.

 “Now, I need to get back to the science lab so I can drink the antidote.”

Monica was humming to herself as she placed the tiny bundle on the table and started to unwrap the tiny woman within. Angie blinked.

“Uh…Monica…did you hear me?”

Monica continued to ignore her tiny girlfriend as she pulled away the last couple pieces of cloth, revealing Angie’s naked body once again. The tiny girl shivered in the cold air as she stared up at the gigantic woman who was towering over her.

“Aww…is it chilly outside of the wrappings, little Angie?” Monica said. She laid a hand on the tiny woman, gently rubbing her fingers over Angie’s soft skin. Angie quivered at the Giantess’s touch and couldn’t help but let out a little moan.

“What are you doing?” she said, sighing softly as Monica touched her.

“Oh my Angie…” Monica said as her fingers wandered down to the miniature woman’s thighs. Monica’s finger gently probed her much more sensitive area, and as the Giantess pulled it away, Angie could see the glistening of her excitement coating the tip.

“You must really enjoy being a little, huh?” Monica laughed as she placed the finger in her mouth. Angie quivered, licking her own lips as she watched Monica suck on her finger, tasting her tiny girlfriend’s essence.

“Mm mmm,” Monica murmured a moment before slipping the finger out of her moth with a pop. She wrapped her hands around the tiny woman’s body and Angie couldn’t help but squeak again.

“M-monica…” she said softly, unable to finish her statement as her girlfriend casually assumed control.

“You did such a good job with everything…I just thought you might like a little reward.”

Monica wrapped her hard around Angie’s shoulders and whisked her into the air, eliciting squeals of joy from the tiny woman . She held her up against the wall, staring at her tiny body with a hungry expression that made Angie quiver with anticipation. Her quivers changed to moans as Monica leaned forward and gently wrapped her lips around Angie’s tiny breast.

“Oh god,” Angie moaned as Monica’s soft lips enveloped and massaged the tiny woman’s breast. Angie gasped as she felt Monica’s tongue teasing her nipple, banging her head against the wall as she moaned.

“You alright hun?” Monica said, pulling away for just a second.

“I’m fine,” Angie said softly, despite the pounding in the back of her head. “It’s just so fucking good, my Goddess….”

“Ooo…Goddess,” Monica said with a smile. She flicked Angie’s sensitive nipple with her tongue and the tiny girl cried out.

“I like it.”

Monica’s mouth walked its way down Angie’s tiny body and soon found its destination. Monica wrapped her lips around Angie’s much more sensitive lips, teasing her slit with her gigantic tongue as the tiny woman writhed and moaned in her firm grip. Monica lapped up Angie’s delicious flavor, the rapid motion teasing her even more until the poor little woman couldn’t handle it. She screamed, which was little more than a loud squeak as she came, waves of orgasm rippling throughout her tiny body as she bucked against Monica’s tongue.

At the same time a gasp came from the right, and Monica turned her head to spot one of the other girls from the production staring at them with an extremely surprised expression.

“What…you want some too?” Monica grinned down at the shorter woman. Her only response was to shake her head before grabbing her purse.

“I didn’t see anything!” she shouted as she quickly left. Monica roared with laughter as she looked back at the tiny woman in her hands. Angie was drooping down now in her hands, obviously exhausted from the whole ordeal.

“Aww,” Monica said with a smile, “Did I tire you out?” She gently took Angie into her arms, holding the tiny woman close. Angie cooed gently as she snuggled up against her gigantic girlfriend.

“That was awesome,” she said in her tiny voice, beaming a dreamy smile up at Monica. Monica smiled.

“I’m glad…though you shouldn’t have lied to me. You promised me no crazy stuff and…well…I think shrinking to baby size is one of the crazier stunts you’ve pulled.”

“I know I know…” Angie said. “You’re right: everything went fine. I should have listened to you. I’m sorry.”

“I forgive you,” Monica said as she gently kissed Angie’s face, eliciting another tiny squeak from the miniature woman. “Besides…you are awfully cute at this size.”

Angie felt her cheeks heating up again.

“Well, eh hem,” Angie coughed, trying hard not to break out into giggles, “Let’s get back to the science lab and get the antidote.”

“Of course,” Monica said, a sly smile on her face. “Out of curiosity…what would happen if you didn’t get the antidote?”

Angie thought for a moment.

“If I remember correctly, Professor Malar said that a single dose usually wears off after about twenty four hours. So I guess I would grow back tomorrow evening anyway.”

Monica responded by placing the tiny woman down on the table before throwing on her coat. There was something about the way she was humming that made Angie suspicious.

“Uh…Monica…we are going to get the antidote, right?”

Monica smiled before picking Angie up again. The tiny girl held back a squeak as she was lifted up into her girlfriend’s gigantic face.

“You’ll get big again in a day. Well, you swore that you’d be all mine tomorrow, and I’m beginning to like my Angie just the way she is right now.”

Angie squeaked as Monica placed the tiny woman beneath her coat and closed it. Angie found herself trapped between the warmth of her girlfriend’s body and the soft fabric of the coat. She giggled with excitement as she rolled herself into a little ball and settled in for the trip back to Monica’s apartment. Monica looked around, gathering Angie’s clothes and tossing them into a bag before walking out the door, her little Christmas present safety tucked away against her chest.