Jordan felt a wave of relief as he sat in Tiffany’s hand. He could hardly believe this ordeal was nearly over. He
allowed his mind to wander to what the treatment would be like for the first time. He had no idea if it was
fast acting or if it would be a gradual return to his former height. He hated to impose on the Reeves
any more than he had to.
Jordan appreciated that Tiffany was being careful as she turned her body. He didn’t feel nauseous like when
Sara had been holding and carrying him. Each movement, even her hands descent was stable and steady. As
her movements stopped Jordan found her hand resting on top of the kitchen island. Jordan sighed as the leap
off her hand was a bit further than he expected. As he felt himself freefall for several moments before his
feet landed firmly on the kitchen counter. As he turned around he couldn’t believe how massive Tiffany looked.
Sara was monstrously large in her own right but Tiffany was bigger than her.
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