My Mistress the Magician,
By Little B.

Laura was a big girl.  She stood about 5' 9" tall and
weighed about 175 pounds, but despite this she was also just
as cute as a button.  She had dark eyes and medium blonde
hair, her chin came to the cutest little point and she had a
smile that could just light up a room.  I did mention she
was pretty but I think it was her size that first attracted
me to her.  Ever since I could remember I have been
attracted to large women.  Being medium height, about 5' 8"
tall, it is hard to find women that are even that tall.
I've dated a few, but none has excited me as much as Laura.
In the beginning of our relationship she had no clue about
my little obsession, and for various reasons, mostly due to
my own embarrassment, I failed to mention it to her.  That
is until we got cable internet service for our apartment.
Wow, did I ever find a lot of giantess material on-line.  I
found all kinds of drawings and photographs and stories by
people who also seemed to share my little fantasies.  I
tried to be discreet about my internet wanderings, but you
know; no matter how careful you are, you always make
mistakes.  So one day Laura found a cache of pictures and
stories that I had found on-line.  She was reading through
them one day when I came home from work.
"Hi Bob," she said cheerily.  "So how was your day."
I looked nervously at the computer screen.  She had a
picture up where the guy in it was being helplessly shrunk
by his beautiful mistress as she smiled mischievously at
him.  One of my fondest fantasies of course.  Laura glanced
quickly at the screen and then back at me.
"Oh, yes," she said with feigned embarrassment.  "I've been
looking through your collection of pornography; very
"Huh?" I said.  "You mean you're ok with this?"
"Bob," she said, "We've always had an open relationship.  If
this really gets your motor running then who am I to judge
you over it.  As long as you aren't out there picking up
gigantic hookers or something."
"No no," I said, "You're definitely the only one I've been
with in a long time honey.  I think I told you I'm not very
good at the dating game."
"Yes I know," she said with a grin.  "And that's why I trust
you.  However I do have a little surprise for you."
"Oh?" I said.  "What's that?"
"I've also been surfing around since we got the cable
connection and I've found some interesting sites of my own.
Here," She gave me a glass of ice tea, "you must be thirsty.
It's really quite hot out there.  Sit here and I'll tell you
all about it."  Once I was seated she pulled out a piece of
paper and stood over me.  "Comfy?"
"Yes, thanks."
"Oh good.  Grumesh falden hooly-gra-falden..."  She repeated
this three times then stood back with a big smile.
"Hum," I said, "what did all that mean?"
"It's an ancient language my dear; it was only used by a
sect of ancient Etruscan magicians and I found a website
that is dedicated to preserving their art."
"So you cast a spell on me?"  I don't really know why but I
felt nervous.  "Oh come-on."  Even though I didn't really
believe in magic I have to admit I was starting to feel
"Oh ya, I forgot to mention.  That drink I gave you contains
an assortment of herbs.  It's part of the spell."
I was really starting to feel strange now.  Did the arms of
this chair just get higher, I thought.  No, it can't be.
No...there it goes again.
"What's happening to me Laura?  I feel odd."  I looked
around and everything seemed to be getting bigger.  "What!
It can't be!"
"Oh yes it can my little one," she grinned.  "For the next
12 hours I only need to speak the words three times and you
will shrink by half your size."  She knelt down and reached
over with her hand.  "Hold out your palm my dear."  I did so
and we compared my hand with hers.  "Look at this, your hand
is only half the size of mine.  Isn't that marvelous.  Now
you're my cutest little Bobby."  She then reached over and
lifted me off the chair as if I were a small boy.  If she
was right about halving my size then I was about 2' 10"
tall, which made me about the size of the average 6 year
old.  I found that I was also much weaker than her because I
could not offer much resistance as she picked me up off the
chair.  It was all too much for me.  I was scared and
confused, quite obviously, but this was also one of my
greatest sexual fantasies and I was already very excited.
Thankfully Laura's spell also shrank my clothes.  But my
giant girlfriend would soon take care of that.
"Oh my Bobby," she giggled.  "You are a bad little boy."
She stroked my hard on through my pants.  I was so excited
by now I could feel myself getting wet from pre-cum.  "It
looks like I'll have to take these pants off of you my
pretty little boy."  And she proceeded to strip me.
"Oh god Laura," I moaned.  "How many of those stories did
you read?"
"I read quite a few of them," she said as she stroked my
little penis.  "Enough to know what really turns your little
crank."  Then she laughed mischievously as she brought my
penis up to her mouth.  Her tongue felt absolutely enormous
at my current size.  I was totally lost.  I didn't care
anymore how she had managed this; I was in ecstasy and about
to blow my load into her mouth.  She knew I was about to cum
and she brought me to the edge then stopped.
"Laura," I pleaded, "please, don't stop."
"Oh no you don't you horny little boy.  You aren't going to
cum just yet.  I'll tell you when you can cum," she said as
she carried me to the bedroom.  She put me down on the bed
and climbed over me until her pussy hovered over my small
face.  "Since I'm the biggest, I get to cum first.  Now get
to work you little shrimp!"
I couldn't touch myself because she was holding my arms over
my head, but I was so close to orgasm I was going out of my
mind.  What else could I do though?  She had me completely
under her control so I serviced my huge mistress as the pre-
cum continued to drip from my small but painfully hard cock.
"Oh yes," she moaned.  I guess I was doing a good job
despite my now much smaller tongue, since she was moaning
pretty good.  "Yes! Yes!  Oh ya...mmmmm!"  I worked as hard
as I could but after a while she started to grind her pussy
into my face very hard.  Before she finally came I thought I
was going to be either crushed or suffocated by her immense
weight.  I was in a delirium of pain and sexual heat; if she
only touched my little dick I swear it would erupt.
Finally satisfied, my enormous mistress got off my face,
which was covered with her juices, but still hovered over
me.  She still had my arms confined over my head and also
held my legs steady with the weight of her own.  She smiled
down at me.  I was shaking in ecstasy.
"Please Laura, let me cum now."  She could tell I was very
close to popping.
"Of course you will cum my sweet little man," she said as
she lowered her now quite impossibly huge breasts to my
shrunken body.  She started to lightly rub her dangling
breasts on my chest, then my stomach and finally my cock.  I
was so close to orgasm that when she finished her third pass
I came all over her and myself.  After which I collapsed,
totally exhausted.
Laura got out some tissue and wiped me off.  "Aww," she
said, "you are so cute like this."  After she wiped herself
off she picked me up again and lay down on the bed holding
me in front of her.  I fell asleep between her breasts and
if I hadn't been so tired I probably would have gotten
another erection.  She had completely drained me.
I woke later that night, still nestled comfortably in her
vast cleavage.  I looked up at her, and she still seemed to
be asleep.  She is so beautiful, I thought.  I am so lucky
to have her.  I looked over at the clock; it was 11:30.  It
had been 6 hours since my mistress had shrunk me to my
present size of two foot ten inches.  I marveled at the
current difference in our sizes.  She was still 5 foot 9 and
175 pounds; and at present I couldn't have weighed more than
50 pounds.  She was over three times my size!  I lovingly
put my arms around one of her breasts and squeezed it.  That
seemed to awaken her.
"How are you feeling my small lover?"  She asked.
"I feel wonderful Laura," I said dreamily.  "I don't think
I've ever been so happy."
"That's good my little darling," she said with a wide grin,
"because I've decided how I want to spend the remaining 6
hours of this spell."
"Oh," I said.  "How?"
"Did you think you were the only one who had these kind of
size change fantasies my dear?  Humm?  We could have had a
lot more fun if you had told me about this when we first met
you know."
"Sorry dear," I said.  "I was just too shy to mention it.
It's not the kind of thing that comes up in casual
conversation you know."
"Humm, well be that as it may you know I'm going to have to
punish you now for your deception."
My heart started beating faster; the thought of being
punished by my huge mistress awakened my little friend once
again.  I just stared helplessly at her as she lifted me off
her chest and held me up so that we were eye level.  She
repeated the magic words three times and I once again felt
myself shrink smaller.  When I finished shrinking I was now
a little less than 1 and 1/2 feet tall and weighed perhaps
16 pounds.  I was very small now; less than the size of a 2
year old baby.  My mistress then dropped me on the bed.
"You look even cuter at this size my tiny one," she chuckled
evilly.  "And you know what, I know just how to punish you
so that you'll remember this and not try to keep any more
secrets from me."  She leaned over me again and placed her
massive arms on either side of my tiny body.  One of her
arms was bigger than both my legs put together and almost
larger than my entire body.  I stared up at her, slightly
frightened but more excited.
"I won't," I squeaked, "I promise."
"Mistress," she said.
"You will refer to me as Mistress you little pip squeak,"
she ordered.
"Yes Mistress," I said submissively.
"That's much better," she said approvingly.  "Now, since
I've never used this spell before I am wondering just how
small I can make you."  And she then repeated the magic
words three more times.  The room spun for me this time as I
dwindled even smaller under the command of my now enormous
Mistress.  She giggled as I shrank under her spell.  When I
finished this time I guess I was about 8 inches high and
weighed maybe 5 pounds.  I was about the size of a new born
baby.  I don't know if she could also read my mind now or
what but when I finished shrinking my mistress picked me up
and cuddled me just like I was a baby.
"Coochy coochy coo," she said as she tickled me under the
chin.  She held me for a moment in her hands.  I would
estimate that I was no bigger than her two forearms put
together.  She turned me to look at her in the eyes once
again and this time I had to say something.
"Wait Laura!  I'm sorry; Mistress Laura!  Please don't
shrink me again...please..."
However, she ignored my squeaky, whimpering pleas and once
again spoke the words.  When I finished shrinking that time
I was about 4 inches high and I don't even want to guess at
how little I weighed.  I must have been as light as a
feather because Laura now held me in the palms of her hands.
She was giggling uncontrollably.  I was in a daze; I was
frightened and unbelievable excited by what was happening.
Laura seemed incredibly huge now; to me she appeared to be a
50 foot tall giantess.  She held me in her enormous hands
and observed me like a little girl examining a new doll.
She kept on giggling.
"Is my little man horny?"  She taunted.  "Ok go ahead; I
want to see you bring yourself off you little pip-squeak."
What else could I do?  She knew I was ready to pop again, so
I started jacking myself off.  She waited until I was just
about there before once again speaking the magic words.
This time I came as I was shrinking in her hands.  I
collapsed before my body finished dwindling and I lay there
in the palm of her right hand.  I was exhausted.  I was also
really tiny.  My best estimate put me at about 2 inches
high; my Mistress seemed to be 100 feet tall to me.  She
moved her hand closer to her face so she could get a good
look at my tiny body.
"Ok, that's small enough," she said finally.  "Now I have a
job for you my little mouse-man," she giggled.  She lay down
on the bed again and put me on her left boob, near the
nipple.  "I've been wondering how it would feel to have a
teeny tiny little shrimp, like yourself, massage one of my
nipples."  Then she looked down at me, "well?" She
thundered, "get to work!"
"Yes Mistress," I piped.
She leaned her head back and I went to work on her nipple.
>>From the volume and tempo of her moans I gathered that I was
doing a splendid job.
"Uh...mmmm...oh yes...yes...that's it...rub there you
shrimpy little fuck...yes right there...oh god...oh my
god...uh..uh...uhhhhh!"  I actually made her cum; I mean at
my size.  I guess I was pretty proud of myself because I
gave her nipple one more lick after she came and said as
loud as I could.
"So it was good for you baby?"  She looked down and smiled.
"Ooo," she said, "that was bad my little man.  You forgot to
call me Mistress," and she once again spoke the magic words.
As I shrank even smaller she picked me up in her hand.  When
I stopped I must have been about 1 inch high.  I didn't
bother saying anything since I doubt she could have even
heard me.  She brought me up to her face and smiled.  Her
breath felt like a breeze on a warm summer night.  She
didn't say anything to me this time; she merely reached
under the bed and pulled out a small box.  Small compared to
her anyway, to me it was as big as a house.  Inside, the box
looked like a miniature apartment, and at the moment I was
just the right size to make use of the tiny furniture
inside. Laura carefully put me in the bedroom, placed the
box on the bedside table and climbed into bed.
"Good night," whispered my huge goddess as she turned out
the light.  "I've set the alarm for a quarter to 5 tomorrow
so I can take you out of the box.  After all, I don't want
you to ruin your little apartment when you grow back.  I
think I'll want to do this again."  Then she blew me a soft
kiss, rolled over and went to sleep.