Shared Fantasy  by   L. Huckins

When Laura entered the room I held her tightly against me feeling her back arch and her nipples on her large firm breasts harden.  God, I loved her and yet I couldn't get my ex-girlfriend Deanna out of my mind.  Laura was 5'9", same as I, and had a beautiful body.  She was warm and wonderful, only wanting to make me happy.  Maybe that was my problem.

Deanna was the complete opposite.  She was only 5'2" but completely dominated me from the begining.  At one point she handcuffed me to the leg of her bed face up, tied my ankles to the heavy dresser legs with pantyhose, and kept me there for three days while she walked on me with every pair of shoes she owned.  I still have scars from some of those stiletto heels.  At one point while I lie there I had this strange dream.  In it I'm still on the floor but held down by a rectangular metal bar across my stomach and driven into the floor.  Everything in the room is now huge and too far away.  It is then I suddenly realize that the "bar" holding me down is nothing but a paper staple!  Then I hear and feel a large thudding sound.  "Now where did I put you?" Deanna booms in an impossibly loud, deafening voice.  She starts striding towards me wearing only black pumps with 6" silver spiked heels.  "Ahhhh, there's my little man" she laughs.  She walks over looming larger and larger until those huge pumps tower on either side of me. 

"Please don't kill me, I'll do anything" I say pathetically. 

"And what can you do for me?" she asks as she raises her foot.  I keep begging but her foot starts to slowly lower until I can see nothing but the bottom of her high heel's sole.  The staple begins to sink into me as I feel the crushing pressure and begin to scream.  Suddenly I wake to see the same shoes standing one on either side of my head, at their normal size. 

Deanna looks down and softly laughs "Poor baby, can't even get away from me in your dreams."  Unfortunately it was true.

"Let me show you what I got today" Laura said reaching for the night stand.  We had just finished making love.  She still sat on my soft cock though her movement made it slightly hard again.  She took something out of a small box and held it up so I could see it.  It was a small 3" bronze statuette of a woman with four arms resting in her lap.  It sat on a rectangular block that had two symbols carved in the front of it.  "What do you think?" Laura asked. 

"Nice tits" I said with a smile.

"Careful, the woman who sold it to me said it was the image of a goddess and it is making its way back to her" Laura said. 

"How is it doing that?" I asked. 

"It grants each person it comes in contact with one wish" Laura explained. 

"Not three like a genie?" I chuckled. 

"Just one, then it somehow moves on to the next person.  Cool, huh?" she said with a smile. 

"Which one of us gets the wish?" I said with a laugh.

Just then she got a wicked smile on her face and took the statuette.  Holding it between us with both our hands on it.  "Tell you what, Mike, you wish for your deepest, darkest fantasy and make it a good one."  It wasn't hard to think of since that day on Deanna's floor I had dreamed of being that tiny plaything wondering what she would do to me.  Laura felt my cock harden and that wicked smile widened.  "Good boy, now wish it as I wish to share it with you" she said, not really knowing what was going on in my mind.  Just then the statuette began to vibrate and the vibration ran through our bodies growing stronger.  Laura's brown eyes widened in horror

We became still in each others arms but not in our bed.  "What happened?" Laura said in a small quiet voice. 

"I don't . . . " I started to say, but then I noticed a large structure next to us. 

"It can't be" Laura eeked out, "but it is."  The 3" tall statuette was now three times our height.  Laura made her way toward it through a carpet that was now a forest of foot high ropes.  I thought at first it was a dream but as I looked around everything was too detailed, too real.  "What did you do to us?" Laura cried out as she touched the cool brass of the statuette's base.  "Make us big again, take your wish back pleaseeee" she cried as she clung to the statuette's base, but nothing happened. 

"I'm sorry" I said feeling every bit my size. 

"Why did you wish us small!" she tried to scream but only squeaked. 

"I only wished I could be small; I don't know why it shrunk you."  She walked in a daze towards a huge pile of clothes. 

"Look at my bra" she yelled.  "It used to be a little snug, but now my breasts must be microscopic, and my panties . . . ".  She clutched her breasts as she walked to the huge red silk ocean of cloth.  Her hands slipped down her hips to her pussy.  "They're enormous."  She walked on them and fell to her knees.  I thought she was going to cry but then she began to rub her hands and  breasts over the silk.  She seemed to be becoming aroused by her predicament.  "Feel this, it's still so smooth even though we're so small."  Just then she stopped and looked at me with a new horror.  "Mike, these are not my panties!"

At that moment we heard the first thuds.  They grew louder and closer to the great door facing us.  "Who's coming?" Laura asked.  I knew who it was, even from this height I could tell her room hadn't changed at all since that day.  It was then that I realized I didn't just want to be small but to be her plaything.  "Maybe they'll help us?" Laura said hopefully. 

"It's Deanna" I replied, not looking at her but at the door.  Laura began to respond in anger but it was dwarfed by the sound of the doorknob turning.  The door swung open and the light was turned on.

I had to crane my neck up to see her completely as did Laura.  Deanna had not changed.  Her hair was still in that short French cut and still raven black, her eyes were still cold and deep blue, with her mouth still having that sexy smug half-smile.  She wore a short black dress that clung tightly to her body, dark pantyhose, and red high heel pumps.  She threw her leather coat over the back of a nearby chair.  To us it seemed to fly for miles.  She was beautiful but to us she was a menacing giant Goddess.  She moved towards us until one huge pump landed right next to us.  We both stared up that leg that seemed to extend forever.  Laura had once said how she'd like to beat the living hell out of Deanna after I told her how Deanna had ended our relationship.  "I bored her" Deanna had said.  Now at their first meeting all Laura could do was stare up in awe.  As for me, I was becoming excited.

"What is that?" Deanna said suddenly.  Terrified Laura scurried under the red panties.  I saw Deanna's knees begin to bend and instinctively followed Laura.   I looked out from under the panties to see a huge hand with long red nails close around the statuette.  "Where did that come from?" she said to herself as she turned to sit on the bed.  It seemed amazing to see such a simple act from my height.  She kicked her shoes of and they slammed into the floor fifty feet away with a reverberating thud that I could feel where I stood hiding. 

"Laura, it's okay, she was after the . . ." I broke off as the scent from Deanna's shoes overpowered me.  She could have worn them all day and it was strangely intoxicating.  I made my way to Laura who was just as overcome. 

"She'll kill us when she finds us" Laura whispered.  Laura began to fondle my cock "make love to me before she finds us" she begged softly.  She became wild with desire and lust.  When she came she began to scream loudly as she climaxed multiple times. 

"Laura, Laura, she'll hear you."  I spoke too late.

The panties began to rise up into the air with us inside.  We rose too fast and almost fell out of one of the leg holes.  I managed to grab hold of the lace border design to keep from falling and dangled in space.  Laura screamed, this time in terror at the two blue eyes staring at us.  Her eyes grew wide with shock.  It was funny, in the entire year and  a half of our relationship I could never surprise her.  But now her surprised face was all I could see.  She set us on the bed and laid in front of us on her stomach like some kid reading a comic book.  It was hard standing on the slope her weight made and her silky blue sheets were woven even finer than her panties.  A large part of me wanted to slide down into that cavern between her breasts.  For awhile neither of us said anything.  Laura absently covered her breasts and pussy as if this would stave off Deanna's gaze.  Her eyes were bright with wonder as she looked at me and Laura.  All at once she scooped me up in her hand and brought me closer to her face until all I could see was one huge eye. 

"No, don't" Laura screamed. 

"Mike, is that you?" Deanna asked in puzzlement.

It took Laura and I twice to scream out our story to Deanna for her to understand exactly what had happened, but when she did her laughter shook us off our feet and almost deafened us.  When she was finished she leaned closer, her mouth near enough for us to touch, and she spoke.  "Let me get this straight.  This thing could have granted you any wish, anything you wanted, and you Mikey wished to be tiny enough to fuck your slut inside my panties?  What can I say, Mikey, I'm touched."  Her tongue slipped over those sexy lips and licked me from my toes to my face in one slow, seductive movement.  I came on her massive tongue and I don't even think she noticed. 

"Leave him alone, you sick bitch!" Laura screeched.  Deanna's lips went into a cruel smirk I knew all to well.  In an instant  one of Laura's long nails cupped under Laura's breast like some huge sword.  Laura squeaked a scream and tried to back away, but Deanna fooled her and knocked her down, pinning her in place with the tip of her fingernail. 

"Be very careful, little girl, you're along for the ride and in no position to anger me." 

"No, don't, please .  . ." I said,  running to the massive finger and trying in vain to lift it.   "I beg you, don't hurt her" I yelled.  Deanna moved her fingertip away, leaving a long red scarlet line where it had pressed just beneath Laura's breasts.  Laura, who had once been seven inches taller than Deanna, sobbed and went into a fetal position.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw the statuette laying on it's side near us.  Laura's and my wishes were gone but Deanna had yet to make one.  "Hey Deanna, listen, over here" I yelled for her attention.  She was stroking her finger along Laura's back as if she were a pet.  Laura was afraid to move. 

"I'll be with you in a moment," Deanna quickly answered as her finger began to fondle Laura's ass and there was nothing she could do to stop her.  "Look, Laura doesn't need to be here.  You could use your wish and put her back the way she was and you can have me" I begged.  Laura just stared at me and I couldn't tell what she was thinking.  Finally Deanna turned that cold stare to me feeling it could shrink me even smaller. 

"What makes you think I want you or your little slut for that matter?" 

It was that matter of fact way she said that enraged me so I lashed out.  "you fucking BITCH!"  You degraded me through our entire relationship and when I became what you made me you threw me away you . . . " Just then her thumb and forefinger clamped down on my still stiff cock.  I was amazed she could see it and squealed in agony.  She tried to pick me up like that so I threw my arms over the sides of her fingers to keep her from ripping my cock off.  She lifted me towards her mouth and I thought she was going to swallow me whole. 

"Listen, pin-dick, I may have punished you to your limits, but you could have let anytime you wanted.  Truth was you liked being my victim so whatever little kink you developed you was yours alone and you're stuck with it."  With that she let me drop on the bed and Laura rushed over as I lay there holding my cock which was a dark purple. 

"Please, we'll do anything" Laura pleaded.  That cruel smirk came to Deanna once again.

Deanna stood up and began to unzip her dress.  It fell with a hiss of cloth against skin to the floor like some huge black sail.  Her body was thin and muscular.  The black lace bra was next exposing her large firm breasts.  She peeled the panties and pantyhose off all at once.  She turned slightly showing that perfect ass.  "She's  . . .  beautiful" I heard Laura say to herself.  Deanna reached over us and picked up the statuette while her other hand swooped down, sweeping us into her palm.  She sat down on the bed and held us and the statuette in front of her. 

"Tell you what, little ones.  I'll make you a deal; if you two can give me any kind of pleasure I'll use the wish on you.  If not I'll crush you like maggots."  Laura and I began to shake with fear.  Deanna set the statuette on the night stand and Laura and I on her pillow.  "Don't go away now" she said as she walked out of the room. 

"How can we ever hope to make her cum?" Laura asked. 

"Don't worry Laura, it will be okay" I answered, not sounding too convincing.

"Okay, Okay, you stupid jerk! Let me recap the situation for you because of your pussywhipped psychotic fantasy we are shrunken to one fucking inch tall and in the bedroom of your former Sadistic Bitch Girlfriend.  Who, by the way, is the only one who can make us big again.  So don't tell me it's going to be ok!"  Laura screamed.  I looked into her enraged face not knowing what to say.  Deanna returned holding a make-up mirror and a bottle of wine twelve stories high. 

"Shall we begin?!" Deanna boomed.  Picking us up in one hand she smiled and said, "tits first."

Setting us down between her breasts she laid flat on the pillow so she could watch us.  One hand rested on the wine bottle.  We began to climb her firm hills and amazingly my bruised dick once more began to harden.  We caressed the waist-high nipples with our entire bodies, running our arms and legs back and forth over the doughy flesh.  I heard this great sloshing sound and looked up to see Deanna taking a swig of wine.  I thought that it was going to be hard enough without her dulling her senses with alcohol.  I saw her giant eye shift in my direction and her mighty index finger pushed me flat against her pink nipple.  "Get to work, little man!  Look how good your little playmate is doing."  I looked over to Laura and the breast she was working on and saw to see her ravenously making love to it.  She kissed, licked and sucked all over the enormous pink nipple.  She was slick with sweat and I thought she might slide off.  She took her own breasts and began to massage the tip with them.  "Hmmm, very clever little one.  Too bad Mikey couldn't wish for tits like yours" Deanna purred.  Laura looked up from her work long enough to say "fuck you."  Deanna just smiled.  "You've been working too hard dear, you look like you could use a drink."  With that Deanna poured some of the wine over Laura.  Laura tried to say something but was washed down inside of Deanna'a cleavage and slid toward her stomach.  A quake of flesh almost shook me off my nipple.  I felt the flesh of the nipple wrinkle and rise in the center and I saw huge welts suddenly grow out of her skin.  I realized it was goose flesh as seen by a 1" tall man.  "Damn that wine is cold" Deanna said with a loud laugh.  Her eyes narrowed  on me.  "You're done with that" she roared.  Pushing me off with a flick of her index finger I rolled down the bottom side of her breast onto her firm stomach next to Laura.  "Pussy next" she ordered.

Deanna's great fingers pushed us towards the black pubic forest between her legs.  Laura stumbled into Deanna's belly button and was waist deep in the wine that had gathered there.  "Please let me help you dear" Deanna said as her thumb and forefinger nails grabbed Laura's entire head of hair and lifted her into the air. 

"Deanna, no!" I squeaked pathetically. 

"MOVE" she said, dropping Laura beside me.  We made our way through the hair until we found the huge, cavernous gash of her pussy.  There was already some wetness there. 

"We apparently gave her some kind of pleasure" I said to Laura.  We tried to pull open the lips but Deanna playfully held them closed.  After we struggled for a while she giggled and relaxed her muscles.  All at once the reddish pink interior was revealed to us.

We began to massage the soft, wet flesh with its sweet smell almost intoxicating.  "My God, look!" Laura yelled.  She was looking towards the make-up mirror Deanna had set between her legs to watch us work.  I saw us as we must appear to her.  Two tiny creatures of no real significance to anyone.  "We're so tiny" Laura gasped.  I saw her hand finding its way to her own pussy. 

"Being so small is really turning you on after all" I kidded her.  I thought she was going to scream at me for this but her face was red with embarrassment.  She went back to work and seemed even more turned-on.  We were sharing this fantasy after all.

It seemed to take forever with both of us concentrating on the clitoris.  Which was almost as big as one of us.  We were getting a reaction and could hear Deanna's hands sliding back and forth over her abdomen and could feel her moans.  Suddenly the muscles constricted, the lips closed around us threatening to crush us, and her cum washed over us.  I tried to get to Laura but I was held fast in place.  Finally the muscles relaxed and we slowly oozed out of her pussy onto the sheets.

After resting a few minutes and getting her composure back she put us back on her stomach.  We clung to each other waiting her judgment.  Finally it came.  "Not bad; if you wished yourselves a little bigger it would have been even more fun."  All at once a wicked smirk appeared again.  Laura looked at me with terror in her eyes.  She had seen it too.  Deanna grabbed the statuette.  "As I said I would use my wish on you."  She held it over us.  "But I didn't say how."  She lifted it high above us in a grand gesture.  "I WISH . . . " but it wasn't necessary to say the wish.  The vibration filled us again and as I looked at Deanna I saw her face go from that smirk to a scared, shocked look.  Somehow I knew she felt the vibration too.  At the very first I thought she might have made a mistake and that somehow she turned the tables on herself.  That when it was over we would be sitting on the bed and Deanna the all-powerful would be the tiny creature scurrying around the sheets.  But as the vibration faded nothing had changed except the that her smirk was back wider than before. 

"What did you do?" Laura asked after looking herself up an down.  Deanna scooped us both up and turned on her stomach and set us down on her pillow.

"Fun as you are at this size, there are limits to what I can do with you and what you can do for me.  Then I thought why just settle for making you a little bigger?  Why settle for just one type of change?"  She paused for effect or to wait for us to plead for an answer but all we could do was stare in shock at her.  "You look at me like a goddess and to you I am."  As I continued to stare silently at her a similar vibration passed through me and finally settled in my chest. 

"What are you . . . " but I quickly found my answer.  I saw my chest swell into breasts equal in size to Laura's.  Laura could only stare in shock as Deanna's fingertip fondled them.  They were amazingly sensitive but all I could do was stare at them in awe. 

"Those are for next time you massage my tits."  Laura reached out with her own hands and began to fondle them herself. 

"Oh Laura" I sighed, "I didn't know you liked woman by choice." 

"Sometime I will make him all woman for you and maybe even give you a dick." Deanna's voice sounded strong and confident.  What terrified me most was the look in Laura's eyes.  "That's right, I wished for total control over your forms and I can do anything I want with you.  I could even make you normal again, but that wouldn't please me so don't count on it.  What do you think of that?" Deanna asked confidently.

Laura now seemed strangely calm.  "It doesn't matter what we think, does it?"  Deanna looked at Laura and gave her a nod of approval. 

"I have been hard on you tonight dear, haven't I?  Well, let me give you a small reward for your efforts."  Laura's hands left my breasts and went to either side of my stomach.  I put my hands on her shoulders and found myself reaching up for them.  Soon her shoulders had grown out of my reach.  She grew until she was three times my height!  I remained the same size and condition.  "Whew, that was harder than it looks but somehow I know it will get much easier"  Deanna said, slightly out of breath.  "He is your's for the night, but remember, your size depends on my mood.  If you displease me or I think it might be fun you will yourself wrapped around his cock."  Laura looked up. 

"Yes Mistress, Thank You Mistress."  Then she looked down at me and smiled wickedly.

Deanna couldn't find the statuette after that and she didn't really bother to look.  She must have somehow known it moved on to its next host.  Someone who would no doubt wish for something mundane like money or power.  Deanna put us in a fishnet stocking she had just worn and hung us on the bed board.  Laura pulled me between her legs and ordered "Get to work!"  As I began I thought that someday Laura would be the small one but I didn't think it would be too soon.

The End