Within seconds, Don’s body shrank right before her glittering eyes. When it was all over, Don sat no more than roughly six inches high. His clothes became hillsides all around him, and at the opening, Angela’s humongous face peered down at him, still smiling.
“What did you do to me?” he squeaked out a high-pitch frantic shout.
“There, there,” she cooed, “You agreed to kiss my ass tonight if I won the bet, but to MY terms. Well, these are my terms. I told you in the car I prefer shorter men. Well, I must confess, I prefer really short men. Really small men, to be exact. Once a girl goes small, she never goes back. You boys feel so much nicer!” She reached in and took Don’s pipsqueak body in her warm hand and lifted him out of his clothing heap. She brought him to her face.
Don’s view was shrouded by her perfect face, and the strands of her long red hair seemed like bridge cables at this point. Her hazel eyes narrowed to view his face, and she continued to speak.
“Don’t be afraid of me, little one, I’m not going to hurt you. I just prefer my men to be this size. It makes the lovemaking so much more fantastic for me. Now, about that kiss to my ass...”
Angela set Don on the glass top of the coffee table and stood up. With a quick jerk of her shoulders, the negligee slipped down around her body and landed on the carpeted floor. Like a waterfall of silk, it revealed her naked body to him. She towered over his tiny form, with her pussy glistening with excitement. She cupped her breasts and licked her lips as she looked upon her prey. Angela swayed her hips and turned to dance her ass above his tiny head. Don craned to look up at her, coming to the acceptance that this goddess controlled his very life.
She then sat at the table’s edge and jutted her colossal ass in front of him. Arching her back, she steadied herself with both hands at her side and demanded that he reach in for that kiss. The jingling of her silver bracelets made a loud clanging sound to his miniscule ears, but the entrance to her back end took over his attention.
Don sat down and inched his way closer to her, almost in a crab-walk stance. She cooed and cajoled him closer, teasing him with ideas of what to expect. Her wall of an ass towered over him, those curves beckoning him closer even though they could be his undoing if she leaned back too far.
He reached in and made initial contact to her anus. The rubbery folds of her asshole felt warm and soft, so he planted his first of many kisses. She tasted sweeter than he would have thought, and the sensation begged for more. Before he knew it, Don was French-kissing her ass and putting total effort into it. Angela giggled at his attempt.
“If you don’t think you’re doing anything to me, that’s not true,” she moaned out. “I can feel everything you do, Don, and I love it! Shove that tiny face in there deep and really give me a good licking.”
To get in even closer, Don pushed his bare feet and legs into her pussy, until his stomach pressed against her taint. Angela bucked at the sensation and growled her approval. Don was now so tucked into her asscrack he couldn’t hear the outside world anymore. He slathered his wet kisses at her sphincter while doing both bicycle and scissor kicks in her pussy. This only made her more soaked than when she began the spectacle.
Self respect and dignity be damned, Don was now pushing his face into her hole with wild abandon. The sucking sound made by popping his head back out of her ass gave him such a hard erection, that he decided to rub himself against her pussy lips until he came. She probably didn’t even feel him cum, but he didn’t care. She could still feel his legs thrashing around, and it made her launch an orgasm.
Don was now sitting in a pool of her cream, and it made his stance slippery. He felt coated in her musky milk, and his own microscopic cum smeared across his stomach. Don was a mess, and loved it.
Angela stood up and looked at the tiny man laying on the glass coffee table. She picked him up carefully and examined him closely. Don gave her a weak thumbs-up and smiled.
“I think I’m going to keep you this size, and take you with me to the next convention in Dayton, Ohio. You’ve given me more pleasure than any of the others I’ve shrunk. It’s nice to have someone who can really appreciate me and my sexual lifestyle. Don, you’re going to be my little boy-toy. What do you think of that?” she purred to him while heading back to the bathroom to shower. Don could only smile and squeak out a joyful response, laying in his goddess’ soft warm hands.
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