Thumb Measurements

I reached one handand take one big cookie. Well all of them are big. The cookie balanced on my palm was absurd wide as a coffee saucer, thick as a slice of bread. I blinked at it then at Aunt Jessica’s towering form. Her looming over me as her head looked it brushed the no -distant ceiling. The math clicked in my mind. Everything’s doubled! The house, environment and aunt Jessica.

I snapped my fingers. The groaning growth of aunt Jessica and walls and furniture halted mid-creak. Silence, save for Aunt Jessica’s breath, warm and cinnamon-scented from the cookies.

Then I feel my erection form in my pants and then I snapped my fingers again. My pants vanish in thin air. Aunt Jessica gasped. Not at my nudity her gaze slid right past it as if I’d merely rolled up my sleeves. “Oh, sweetheart” she murmured and stepping closer. The floor trembled.

Her thumb brushed my hip. “About two thumbs long.” Aunt Jessica mused, comparing. “Thick as two thumbs.”

I stared ans say. "My....wait what?" My erection wasn’t… that. To me, it was—well, average. But her thumb, now the size of a banana is as big maybe slightly and I mean slightly bigger than my penis. She should have said my penis is lenght of her thumb and wide as her thumb...

Aunt Jessica huckled oblivious. “Boys your age” She said, like this was normal. Like she was normal, a 12-foot-tall woman in a house scaled to giants. She is then cupping my cheek with a hand that could’ve palmed my head.

The disconnect hit me like ligthning. She sees me as small. Smaller than I am. My mods had twisted her perception not just of size, but of me. She sees me small while she is giant.

Aunt Jessica leaned down her blouse gaping. Heat radiated from her skin. “You’re adorable little man.” She cooed as if praising a toddler.

I swallowed. This wasn’t just power. This is reality where adult man is seen as a child.

Then the door bell rang. She straightened, her thigh brushing my shoulder. “Who that could be!” She declared while stomping away.

I sit there on upscaled sofa, half-naked in a giant’s living room, wondering what I have done and what to do next. Yeah that raging boner doesn't help me...