My Landlady
I moved into my basement apartment about six months ago. I rented it from a nice enough lady who lived alone upstairs. She bought the duplex with the hopes of renting out the lower half to help make ends meet. For the most part, all was well until I got laid off from my job. I scrambled to find work, but there just isn’t anything out there for a guy in my line of work. I’m only twenty three years old and I’m already laid off. I don’t think it should happen to someone so new to his profession, but what else are you going to do in this economy?
Vivian came down to my front door, knocking away looking for the month’s rent. She’s a sultry redhead who keeps her hair roughly shoulder length, stands about five foot, six inches, and weighs a little over 115 pounds. Her tits are 34C cups and her ass is very nice to look at. I even enjoy it when she wears short skirts just so I can see her shapely legs. She keeps herself in good form for someone about forty two years old. Needless to say, I’d do her if given the chance. Little did I know I’d get my chance soon enough.
Anyway, back to my story, I was sweating bullets, because I didn’t have the money to write her a check this month. She knew I was laid off, but she still needs the money to pay her mortgage. I sweated it out, breathed deep, and answered the door. Vivian smiled and asked for the monthly rent check. I asked her to come in and sit down for two reasons. One, I thought I’d tell her that I’d have to move out, since I became broke. Two, she had on one of her hip-hugging skirts, plunging silk tops, and cream-colored high heels that made her legs look nice and toned. At least I’d have something nice to look at when I told her.
“Vivian, I think I have to move out. I can’t find work since I got laid off, and it’s not fair to you. You need someone who can pay the rent. I’m so sorry,” I said, the whole time gazing at her sexy body. I waited for her to speak, and she took her sweet time too. I guess she had been contemplating her options.
“No,” she finally said. “You signed a contract, and I’m not releasing you from it. You owe me.” I couldn’t believe what I heard. Didn’t she hear me that I’m broke?
“What do you mean,” I asked her, “I can’t pay. I don’t know what else to do.” Vivian got up from my couch and walked to the front door. She locked it and returned to where I was. She stood before me holding her purse. I didn’t know what was coming next with this woman. As sexy as she was, I started to think she was equal parts crazy.
“I think there are other ways you can pay off your rent with me.” After saying that, Vivian pulled out what looked like a child’s toy ray gun. She pointed it at me and pulled the trigger. Before I knew what happened, I became doused in eerie green light and started shrinking down before her. I saw her full tits pass above my head, her flat stomach rise above me and soon I even looked up to see her hips flaring out in sexy curves over my head.
I had been shrunk down to just over thirty inches tall! My clothes were so loose on my smaller body that they fell off me the first chance they could. I stood there embarrassed and naked before my Amazon landlady. She smiled and looked down at me, licking her painted lips and taking off her silk blouse. Vivian playfully draped my tiny body with it and I could smell her spicy perfume in it.
The blouse came off easily enough when I pulled at it, and I now saw her full tits pushing at her lacy bra. Vivian widened her stance before me and unclasped the bra from behind. It fell too, exposing her ripe breasts and perky nipples. My God, she had a great body for being nearly twenty years older than me.
Next she tugged at the stretchy material of her skirt and let it slide down her toned thighs. Stepping out of it, Vivian wore nothing more than a white lacy panty set and her creamy high heels. The only other color on her body was her fiery red hair cropped to her shoulders. I looked down from her devilish grin to her crotch and noticed it becoming darker with wetness and heady with her sexual scent.
“It’s been a while since I used my shrink gun,” she said with lust in her raspy voice, “and I think I deserve a boy toy once again. Since you can’t pay me with money, you’re going to pay my rent with your doll-sized body. My God I love a little man!” As she finished saying that, Vivian reached for my diminished body and held me up in her hands. My legs dangled below her hold on me and I found my cock amazingly becoming hard, even though she became a titan to me.
“I have a shrink fetish, Dillon, and I’ve been thinking about you since you moved in. I hope you don’t mind, but I’m going to use you like a sex toy. Not a lot of guys would allow me to do this, so I’m glad you’re in a position where you need to be used and abused if you’re going to continue living here. This is going to be fun!” Before I could protest, Vivian crushed me against the wall partition that separates my living room from the front entrance stairs.
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