'Feeling Small' by Littlejoe

I thought the day student lounge would be a good place to study without being distracted by my drunk roommate and his friends. Like most evenings it was deserted. I cracked open the books but a few minutes after I began, I heard someone walking by. Suddenly the person sat down right next to me. Startled, I looked up. It was Robyn!

She was a sexy siren from my English class. A beautiful girl with a really big pair of tits, an outgoing, confident, teasing type. She had a coy smile on her face. “Hi Rob” she cooed. “H-hi Robyn” I stammered, trying to sound confident but failing. She stared at me and let me feel awkward for a moment before saying “Feeling intimidated?” I didn’t know what to say. Super-sexy women who were way out of my league did tend to intimidate me, especially when they were as precocious and teasing as her.

“You want me SOOO bad” she continued in a sensuous voice. My face turned bright red. There was no denying it was true. “Too bad I’m much too good for you and you can never have me. You can look at me during class, and think about me when you jerk off, but that’s the closest you’ll ever get”. I felt hurt and humiliated, and the feeling of humiliation spread into my body, and it felt like something had changed. It seemed like everything around me was a little bigger. “Am I making you feel small, Rob? You should”. “Wh-what’s happening to me!?” My voice seemed slightly higher pitched than usual, and my surroundings seemed to have grown larger still. “I’m a goddess and you’ve always been an insignificant bug compared to me, Rob. Your size is just changing to reflect that”.

I realized my surroundings weren’t getting bigger-somehow Robyn’s belittling words were actually shrinking me! I had always been intimidated by beautiful, confident women. I tended to get nervous and stupid around them, but I decided this was the time to take a stand. A stood up and realized to my dismay that even with me standing up and her sitting down, I was still an inch or two shorter than Robyn! She noticed and grinned with satisfaction. But I pressed on.

“Look you may think that just because you’re gorgeous and have big tits that you can walk all over me and do anything you want to me” “I don’t think, I know” she interrupted. “This is-.. I’m leaving” I said and made like I was going to walk away. Robyn laughed haughtily “Oh please, your three feet tall and getting smaller every second. How would you explain it when someone saw you?” I thought for a second. She was right. I didn’t know why I was shrinking, or if and how it was reversible. But Robyn seemed to know, and I realized my only hope was to do what she wanted and hope I got my height back somehow later. I couldn’t live life as a three foot tall man!

I tried begging her, aware that I was still shrinking ever smaller as I spoke “Please Robyn, I don’t know exactly what’s going on here, but I’m begging you, just make me my normal size again and let me go, and I’ll do anything you want” “You’ll do anything I want right now” she said with authority. “Please, I swear I won’t tell anyone!”. My voice had become very high pitched like a child’s. By this I was about even with Robyn’s knees, and getting desperate and scared. The whole situation was pretty overwhelming, as you might imagine.

Robyn leaned down, scooped me up like a baby and put me in her lap. “Rob, haven’t you always wanted to touch these” she said, fondling her breasts. “You spend most of the time in class staring at them”. I nodded enthusiastically. I was getting really turned on by her, despite (or perhaps because of) the situation. “You can touch them if you can reach them”. I tried to jump up and grab onto one, but I had shrunk so small that I couldn’t even reach them from her lap. Robyn scoffed at my puny attempts “You’re going to have to do better than that, pipsqueak”. “Maybe I should help you” and with that she picked me up by my legs and let me dangle just above her breasts. “Ooh, you’re so close” she taunted me “If only your arms were a little longer you could touch them” “please Robyn, please let me” I squeaked. “Sorry, but you’re just too much of a pathetic little squirt. Only real men get to touch my breasts”. And with that humiliating remark I shrank even further.

I was now small enough for her to hold me in her fist, which she did. She stared at me possessively, and I began trembling. She seemed to have something evil on her mind. Then she spoke “Now you get to go where I would never, ever let you go if you where normal sized”. I realized with horror: she was going to use me as a dildo! I screamed in high-pitched terror but there was no escape.