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The heat in my apartment was stifling, but it was nothing compared to the sudden, breathless shift in the room’s atmosphere. One moment, you were standing by the bookshelf; your usual towering, confident self. The next, low hum vibrated through the floorboards, and you were collapsing inward. Your silhouette blurred like a heat mirage.
I blinked, rubbing my eyes. When I looked down, your clothes were pooled on the hardwood floor in a tangled, empty heap.
“What just happened?” I whispered, stepping closer, my heart thumping against my ribs.
A tiny, muffled cough came from the center of your discarded linen shirt. I knelt, the fabric of my robe brushing against my knees, and gently parted the folds. There you were barely; four inches tall, perfectly formed, and utterly vulnerable. Your gaze traveled up the impossible length of my legs, jaw dropping as you took in the sheer scale of me.
A sudden, thrilling wave of power rushed through my veins. You looked so exquisitely helpless down there.
“Well,” I purred, leaning down so my shadow completely engulfed you. “Look at you.”
You scrambled backward, miniature chest heaving; but there was a dark, undeniable heat in your wide eyes. The…
My Shrinking Man
The heat in my apartment was stifling, but it was nothing compared to the sudden, breathless shift in the room’s atmosphere. One moment, you were standing by the bookshelf; your usual towering, confident self. The next, low hum vibrated through the floorboards, and you were collapsing inward. Your silhouette blurred like a heat mirage.
I blinked, rubbing my eyes. When I looked down, your clothes were pooled on the hardwood floor in a tangled, empty heap.
“What just happened?” I whispered, stepping closer, my heart thumping against my ribs.
A tiny, muffled cough came from the center of your discarded linen shirt. I knelt, the fabric of my robe brushing against my knees, and gently parted the folds. There you were barely; four inches tall, perfectly formed, and utterly vulnerable. Your gaze traveled up the impossible length of my legs, jaw dropping as you took in the sheer scale of me.
A sudden, thrilling wave of power rushed through my veins. You looked so exquisitely helpless down there.
“Well,” I purred, leaning down so my shadow completely engulfed you. “Look at you.”
You scrambled backward, miniature chest heaving; but there was a dark, undeniable heat in your wide eyes. The power dynamic had flipped in an instant, and we both knew it. I slowly extended my hand, pressing the back of my hand against the floor.
“Come here,” I commanded softly.
You hesitated for a fraction of a second before stepping onto my hand. Your tiny feet tickled my skin, a sensation that sent a shiver straight down my spine. I closed my fingers around you, careful not to squeeze, but making sure you felt the absolute firmness of my grip.
Bringing you up to eye level, I blew a warm breath over you, watching as you trembled. I could feel the rapid, frantic beat of your tiny heart against my thumb.
“You’re entirely at my mercy now, aren’t you?” I murmured, a slow smile spreading across my lips. I brought you closer to my face, resting you against my collarbone. You leaned into the warmth of my skin, your small hands gripping my robe.
I didn’t know if this was permanent, but as I carried my new, pocket-sized prize toward the bed, I knew I was going to enjoy every single second of having you completely under my control.
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