I pressed down, feeling the vehicle getting tiny under my sole, Alan’s voice getting squeaky and quiet.
I just laughed as he got smaller and smaller, and I raised my foot up to bring my sneaker down on the roof of the truck. The truck shot down in size and him with it, reducing to half size in a matter of seconds. “What the fuck?” he gasped, and I increased the shrinking speed. He looked out at me and realized I was bigger now. “Car trouble?” I said, walking up to the shrinking truck. The truck started dwindling down, and he had no idea – didn’t notice that it was shrinking, and him along with it. His truck wouldn’t start, and he shouted and cursed in the driver’s seat as the shrinking began. He was about to go to the gym when I started the spell. But he got taken down a peg when I shrank his truck with him inside. Get more stories of transformation, power, and control: Ĭheck out my neighbor Alan – so cocky and proud with his muscles. I’m just a tiny little man, totally at the mercy of my giant sweaty roommate. No, please no, I’m getting so small! So helpless! I can tell this is turning him on – his dick is getting hard. He’s taken off his gym shorts and I can smell his damp jockstrap. I’m staring up at him, this big sweaty hairy man. No, don’t lift up your arms – ah, fuck, the smell is so strong! I’m getting really small now, like less than half my size.
A shrinking helpless man, stumbling towards him.
Nathan, please don’t, I’m sorry – don’t shrink me! Don’t make me tiny! Fuck, I’m getting so small … I’ve already lost a foot of height. I can smell him from here … and I can feel the shrinking starting to take hold of me. I know how he’s going to punish me when he gets back from the gym – he’s going to use the smell of his sweat to shrink me. Oh no – my roommate Nathan ordered me to clean the apartment today, and I forgot.