Alana’s First Catch 

Mandy walked into the kitchen up from the basement stairs.
“Those guys smoked those special cigarettes that the Mistress gave
us’” she said with a smile, “In two hours, they’ll be squirming in
our hands.” She rubbed her hands together in anticipation. 
Alana was biting her nails. “I can’t believe I’m letting you do this
in my basement. I don’t even allow smoking in my house. What happens
when they realize they’re getting smaller? Even if that big black guy
lost a whole foot, he will still be bigger and stronger than you.”
“Yeah, I know, his muscles are huge. The Mistress will be so happy
with him.”
Alana and Mandy had been sleeping together for a month. A week ago
Mandy had revealed that she occasionally would kidnap men by
shrinking them and taking them to “The Mistress.” At $10,000 per man,
she never asked questions. The fact that she wasn’t attracted to men
didn’t prevent her from loving the feeling of total domination as
they withered to the size of dolls. Admittedly, the time when they
realized that they were about a foot shorter could be rough.
Sometimes they would run or fight and she had some close scrapes.
She liked the close scrapes though. She was strong, even though she
was only five foot five. She was the kind of person who would do
anything for a thrill, and she found this activity both challenging
and rewarding. 
Alana was only five feet tall and very timid. She was afraid of men
because she felt so small and fragile next to them. She liked Mandy
because Mandy was always doing such brave things, doing everything
Alana dreamed about and then some. 
“I have an idea,” Mandy said. “If you bring Steve upstairs, I’ll
‘handle’ Dan,” and laughed. 

Dan and Steve sat on the couch in Alana’s basement. Dan was large and
strong, and had the easy manner and confidence of someone who is
rarely fucked with. Steve was five foot ten and well built, but Dan
was still a head taller than him.
“Isn’t this suspicious, being invited in like this? I mean that girl
invited us here so quickly,” Steve ventured.
“Take it easy, man.” Dan said, “She said she had a friend for you.”
The two men turned toward the basement door as the women entered.
“Steve, this is Alana.” Mandy said.
“Uh, why don’t we go upstairs.” Blurted Alana as she turned red.
Steve went upstairs with Alana. He had not quite noticed that his
clothes were loose, as he was focused on other things. 
Dan and Mandy looked at each other. Mandy was wearing some black
boots, shorts and a tank top. Mandy turned off the light, leaving
them in the dark basement. “Now we take off our clothes, but you
can’t touch me until I’m ready.”
Dan removed his clothes and stood in the darkness. Mandy removed her
clothes, but left her boots on. 
After ten minutes, Dan couldn’t stand it any longer. He silently
moved to Mandy and put his hands on her naked hips. In the dark he
wasn' aware that Mandy was only slightly shorter than him. He put his
hand between her legs and began to finger her. This made Mandy angry,
but she let him. In a little while he would be helpless and she would
have revenge. 
After some time, Dan pulled Mandy closer and had a big surprise. His
face came only up to her chest. She stepped back and tuned on the
light. He was shocked. Mandy used his surprise and kicked him over
with her boot. She jumped on top of him and tried to hold him down.
He struggled and was still quite strong. With some effort he ended up
on top and held her down by the wrists.
“Enjoy this while you can,” she said through grit teeth .
“What’s happening,” he said nervously. 
“You’ll see.”
After five minutes of wrestling, Mandy was able to roll and ended up
on top. Now she was able to sit on his chest. He was just 4 feet tall
and getting smaller. 
“You will get very small,” she whispered.
He suddenly struggled with all his might, but he couldn’t escape. 
“Even Alana will be able to hold you in one hand.”
He yelled and writhed. When he was out of energy, Mandy moved forward
and put her glistening crotch in his face. She reached behind her and
wrapped her fingers around his cock and balls. 
“Worship me.” She insisted.
“I’m getting smaller!”
“Exactly, and that is precisely why you should worship me.” She gave
a painful squeeze to his testicles. “Now, I am going to let you up
and you will kneel before me.” She rose to her full height wearing
only her boots.
Dan stood up. He was only as tall as Mandy’s navel. He looked up at
her. She looked so powerful. He ran and hid behind the couch.. She
stayed where she was.
“You are disappointing me,” Mandy announced “This doorway is the only
way out, and you owe me some worship.” She sat on the stairs and
waited.
Dan searched for a way out. He had to run by her while he could still
try. He made a quick run for the door, but Mandy merely pounced on
him. She got up. “Last chance.”
Dan knelt before her. “That’s better,” she said. She then lay down in
the middle of the room and commanded him to continue fingering her. 
First he used his whole hand. Then his arm. Then, as she neared
climax, his entire body.

Alana brought Steve up to her room and closed the door. When they
were upstairs Steve and Alana were the same size. They were both
surprised as they looked at each other completely level. 
“What’s happening? I’m getting smaller!”
Alana needed to stall for time. “Uh, no, that is impossible. You
should check yourself out in the bathroom there.”
When Steve left, Alana freaked out. This man would probably kill her
when he realized what was happening. She broke down crying. A minute
later, Steve came back. He rushed back to comfort her, “Don’t cry,”
he said, “I’m sure I’ll be alright. This can’t really be happening.” 
“You won’t hurt me?” she whimpered as she hugged her pillow.
“No, of course not.” He gave her a hug. She wrapped her arms around
Steve and they held each other close. After a minute she could feel
him getting even smaller. His shoes fell off. He was smaller than her
now. As he shrank she held him closer.
“We should call a doctor now, though.”
Alana just held on tight and wouldn’t let him go. At first he tried
to gently push her away. Then he tried to escape. Both of them now
realized Alana was the stronger. Steve franticly squirmed out of her
grasp, losing his pants. He ran to the door but she ran and held it
closed. He jumped up to tackle her but after a brief struggle she was
able to hold him down! She was elated by the feeling of power and
control this gave her. She looked into his eyes to savior his terror
and helplessness. He struggled, but soon he was so small that
struggling was no use.
She sat up on her floor to her knees. Steve stood up. He was as tall
as her neck. He was in his t-shirt and she was still in her ruffled
blouse. She got up, sat on her bed, and caught her breath. He was too
small for the doorknob now.
Alana looked at Steve, holding his shirt like an oversized dress.
“You did this to me!” he cried, then he ran. She put her foot out and
stepped on his shirt and laughed as he tumbled naked across the
floor. He was two feet tall and looked up at Alana. He squealed in
fear as her hand reached down and grabbed his arm. She lifted him up
into the air and held him in front of her with two hands. She felt so
powerful as she studied his little body.
“Now I have you.” She said to herself, “Soon I will hold you in one
hand.”
“No.” he whimpered as he struggled in her grip. 
She knelt next to her bed and placed him on top of it. She held him
flat with one hand and pried his legs apart with the other and began
to explore his penis. “Such a tiny thing,” she murmured as her
fingers stroked him., “I don’t know what the big deal is.”
“Please, I have to get big again!” he begged. Alana wasn’t listening.
She was exploring Steve’s body with her fingers. As she prodded his
groin, he grew an erection.
“Well look at that.” She wrapped her hand around the now twelve inch
tall Steve and lifted his penis to her mouth. Gently she tapped his
groin with her tongue until little Steve howled in pleasure and blew
his load.
When Steve reached about 8 inches, he stopped shrinking. Soon after
that Mandy entered, completely nude, holding a 9 ½ inch Dan. “Even
shrunk, this guy is a handful,” joked Mandy, closing the door again.
Mandy and Alana dropped their shrunken men and immediately began an
amazing lovemaking session. Dan and Steve could only cower in horror
as they witnessed such a wild display of lesbian lust. Normally they
would rejoice at such a sight, but now they were witnessing it at
uncomfortably huge proportions.

he next day Dan and Steve woke up in their accommodations.  They
were put in an empty walk in closet with some water buckets to take
care of their hygienic needs.	They sat, trapped in the closet and
awaited their fate.
	“Damn it Dan, this is all because you….”
	“Alright, man, my bad.  There, I’ve said it.  Now shut up.”
	Eventually Mandy came to feed them.  She opened the door
wearing a Pixies t-shirt and some shorts.  She looked down at the
tiny naked men who stood halfway up her knee.
	“How are we doin’ guys?” she smiled down at them.
	Steve started begging. “Make me big again!” he shouted.
	“That reminds me,” she said “you are not allowed to ask to be
restored or freed.  You will do as the giantesses tell you or you
will be punished.”
	“Got it.”  Dan managed a smile.
	Steve’s frustration finally overcame him.  “No!  Help me.”  
	Mandy frowned at the cowardly little shit.  He went silent as
she brought her bare foot above him and knocked him down.  Her foot
then pressed him to the floor.	He could barely breathe.  Moments
passed.
	“You gonna be respectful, now?”
	“Yes”
	“Mandy”
	“Yes, Mandy”
	She stepped off him.  “Good.”
	She gave them their food and then left to see how Alana was
doing.	Alana had woken up with some mixed feelings about last
night’s events.
	
	Alana was staring at her cereal when Mandy arrived.
	“Still sad, babe?”
	Alana’s eyes remained fixed on her cereal.
	“You had a lot of fun last night, though?”
	Alana sighed, “Yes, it was ‘real trip’ as you would say.  But
now a human being is tiny and useless because of us.  And when he was
small enough, I couldn’t help but treat him like a doll.  My
curiosity got carried away and I ended up violating him.  I’m as bad
as my uncle…”  Alana started crying uncontrollably.  
	Mandy put her arms around the fragile girl.  The crying
continued.  At that moment Mandy decided that Alana would never find
out about what the Mistress did.  Some of the stories even bothered
Mandy a little.  
	When Alana had calmed down, Mandy tried to reassure her “You
would feel better if you played with one of them some more.”
	“Do you think that would help?” she asked hopefully.
	“Sure,  do you want Dan or Steve?”
	“Steve.” She said it without hesitation.

	The door of the closet opened up again.  Mandy looked down at
her tiny captives.  She knelt down and put her hand on the floor. 
“Get on Steve,”  she commanded.
	Steve realized she could grab him so he quickly sat on her
hand.  Her fingers closed around him and he was lifted to her face.
	“I’m only going to say this once.  If you don’t cheer up
Alana, then you won’t like what happens.”
	“Uh huh.”

	Mandy returned and placed the eight inch tall man on the
kitchen table, then she sat down and pretended to read a Lord of the
Rings fanzine.	 
	Steve felt so vulnerable.  The table had nothing on it but
him and two gigantic women on either side of him.  He had visions of
how these women had groped and licked each other while he watched,
small and insignificant.
	“Uh, how are you?” Alana asked.
	“Scared,” ventured Steve.
	“Don’t be,”  Alana smiled, “I bet that you are really mad at
us, but last night was fun.”  She slowly slid her hand toward him. 
He took a step back.  She noticed his reaction.  “Sorry,”  she said, 
“can I hold you?”
	Steve had visions of last night’s humiliation.	If he didn’t,
then Mandy would punish him “Well, okay.”  
	Alana cupped the tiny man in her hand and touched him
everywhere.  Often she was too rough and one of her fingers would
prod him painfully.
	Mandy and Alana resumed their breakfast and talked.  Alana
relaxed after a while and eventually excused herself.

	Alana carried Steve upstairs and placed him on her bed. 
“What are we going to do now, Alana?”  he asked nervously.
	“Mandy told me how the first human religion was a form of
cunt worship, and how men are supposed to make us feel like the
Goddess, but they don’t.”  She pulled down her panties.  “Climb in.”
	“No,” he squeaked.
	“I know you are scared,” she said, grabbing him, “It must
seem so big to you.”  She ignored his screams and pressed him against
her warm damp crotch and pulled her panties up over him.  He
struggled but only became tired and wet in the process.
	“I’m so big,” she gasped “and you are just a piece of meat
for my pussy to taste.”
	Alana braced her hands against the bed and spread her legs
apart, drawing Steve inside her.  Never had she received such
attention.  Each of his struggles made her feel even more powerful. 
She was a goddess.