Shop of Secrets

by

Weirdman

There is this magical shop in the middle of downtown Chicago that
many people walk pass everyday but never walk in. This shop sells all
types of weird products; from witchcraft to sex toys. However, there
is one product that is sold secretly through the store that not many
know much about. Mainly the rich, the famous, and a few people who
have done their research. Anyway, this place is called The Shop of
Secrets and is owned by a tall dark woman in her early 30's. She has
long black hair, bright green eyes, caramel skin, and the meanest yet
sexiest look a woman can have. In fact, she had a gothic look going
on. She wore lots of white make up on her face and dark lipstick. Her
nails were always painted black and her clothes were always black
too. Her name is Jasmine and she is a witch. This is where the story
begins............................ 


Jasmine pulled into the parking lot and parked her silver BMW in her
parking spot. She got out of her car and headed towards her shop with
a bag in hand. She was wearing a black dress that came down to her
upper thighs, a black belt around her waist, black stockings that had
rips in them and black boots that ended right before her knees. She
also had some other pieces of weird looking jewelry on. When she got
into her shop she locked the door behind her and went behind the
counter where the cash register was. She placed the bag on the
counter in front of her reached in and pulled out a red velvet box.
She placed that on the counter as well and then unlocked it. She
slowly opened it up with a grin on her face. In the box laid a 4 inch
man strapped inside by his legs, arms, and neck. She began undoing
all the straps and once the man was free she picked him out of the
box by his leg and pulled out a small jar from under the counter. She
undid the lid and dropped the man into it!
. He fell headfirst into the glass bottom and made a loud squeal.
Before he could get to his feet and yell at the woman she put the lid
back on silencing all sound from the inside of the jar and vice
versa. 'The Jar was sound proof so that no customer could hear the
yells of all the little men under the counter. Plus, she gets easily
annoyed.' After Jasmine sealed the Jar shut she placed it under the
counter on a secret shelf with all the other Jars. After she was done
with the little man she grabbed the keys to the shop and went to the
door to unlock it. She turned the sign around so that it said open
then went back behind the counter and waited for the customers. Not
that many customers usually come into her shop except on the
weekends. Normally the type of people who come into her shop are
teenagers, witches, and couples who want to spice up their love life.
And of course her special customers who are usually the rich ones or
people she personally knows and likes. She did!
 not mind that her shop wasn't that popular. She is a very rich woma
It was Thursday and Jasmine was sitting in her rocking chair behind
the counter staring at the door. The shop had been open for 3 hours
now but no one had walked in yet. She was rocking back and forth in
her chair humming a tune. For most people this would be very boring
but Jasmine had little people to play with. She already had one
little man in her right boot. This was her favorite thing to do with
them. She had his face right under her toes and his chest under her
sole. She hated men for the most part; she saw them as animals and
useless except when it came to taking care of women. She even hated
her own son. She did more horrible things to him than you can
imagine, but again that is a whole other story. Anyway, she kept one
little guy in her right boot under her foot and had another in her
left boot. She also had 2 more in her black, silk panties. She
somehow stuck them face first onto her butt cheeks. One guy on each
one. She kept a little woman in her vagina like she !
was a tampon. Jasmine was a lesbian and always used women to pleasure
herself. She saw men as being much dirtier and did not want one in
her. Unless she was eating one of course. She would even attach two
'1 inchers' under her arms. One on each armpit. They would soak up
her sweat, but that was only if she was wearing a long sleeve that
was not see through. She used her little men every way she could
think of. This was her only hobby and it excited her more than
anything...................Back to the story. 
Jasmine sat in her chair waiting enjoying her little men and woman
moving around all over her body. After a few more minutes a couple
kids walked in and looked around the shop. 
Jasmine:May I help you gentlemen? 
1st Boy:Uh, no thanks, we're just looking around. 
Jasmine:Oh alright, if you need any help let me know. 
Jasmine was thinking to herself how badly she would love to shrink
these 3 guys and crush them beneath her boots. But of course, she had
to be careful who she shrinks and how many she shrinks. If it was up
to her she would shrink every man and make them into women's slaves. 
the boys eventually left without buying anything and Jasmine went
back to staring at the door. As the day went by more and more people
started coming in. Eventually, a woman that she had done 'Business'
with before walked in. Her name was Natasha; she was a dark skinned
woman with long brown hair in her late 20's. She is a very spoiled
woman who married an extremely rich man simply for his money. 
Jasmine:Hi Natasha, what are you doing here? Looking for a new little
guy to buy. 
Natasha:Actually ya.'Very stuck up voice' The last man I bought from
you was accidently eaten by my cat after he tried to run away.
Somehow he escaped from the stocking I had tied him up in. I found
his head and a few other parts on the ground by my dresser. I guess
he didn't get too far. I just hope Whiskers enjoyed her meal. 
They both laughed in their own evil way. 
Jasmine:Well, what kind of guy do you want this time? Black, white,
Hispanic, young, old, blah blah blah I got it all!! 
Natasha:I think I'll have another white man in his 30's. 
Jasmine:Oh my god, you're in luck! I just got one last night. In
fact, I went on a date with this creep just to get him. 
Jasmine looked around to make sure no one was in the store then
grabbed the jar from under the counter. She escorted Natasha into the
backroom and they both sat down at a small round table. Jasmine
placed the jar on the table and opened the lid. She reached in and
grabbed the little man who had been placed in that jar just hours
ago. She pulled him out and placed him on the table in front of the
woman. Natasha immediately picked him up before he could make a move.
She brought him to her eyes and examined him. He's pretty cute; (she
started squeezing his legs, arms, chest, etc.) He feels firm and in
good shape. (She brought him to her nose.) *Sniff Sniff* He even
smells good. 
They both laughed and then she placed him back on the table. The man
just laid there on his back too terrified to move. He figured out
already that he was about to be sold to this woman but he was more
terrified because he did not know what this woman had planned for
him. 
Jasmine:Well? Are you interested in this toy or not? 
Natasha:Yes I am, just tell me how much. 
Jasmine:He goes for about $25,000,But i'll give him to you for
20,000. 
Natasha:Ha! Don't worry about the extra 5. It's not my money anyway.
25,000 it is. 
Naasha wrote her the check and then grabbed the little white
man........................... 
Natasha:You belong to me now jerk. 
With that said she took off her left heel and placed the man inside
of it. 
Natasha:You're going to be spending the rest of the day in there
under my foot. And you better no move around or I feed you to my cat
too. 
Jasmine:I thought you said that was an accident. 
Natasha:oops! 
They both laughed again as the spoiled woman placed her foot into the
heel. The man's world instantly became dark, hot and kind of smelly.
She stood up and moved her foot around to get more comfortable then
grabbed her purse and threw it over her shoulder. 
Natasha:Well I'm off! Thanks again, and I'll see you in the future
when this fucker retires. 
The woman left as the bells on top of the door rang. Jasmine sat back
down in her rocking chair and began rocking again. She paid no
attention to her little men trapped in different positions all over
her body. She has had little people like this since 300 years ago
when she was a little girl. Her mother used to bring them home and
give them to her as a present. She used to kill them off right away
by eating them, stepping on them, cutting there body parts off,
throwing them into a fire, etc. But slowly she was tought by her
mother to preserve them so that she could use them for years and
years. She sat back and thought about the first time her mother gave
her a little pet to toy with. At first she was shocked and extremely
terrified to even touch it. She did not even know her mother was a
witch. Her mother made her handle that 'toy' though. She was forced
to hold it, and play with it. Eventually she was forced to wear it in
her footwear. The first time she had one under her!
 foot it was not pleasant to her. In fact, the first chance she got,
she pulled it out of her shoe and threw it as far as she could. Once
her mother found out she went and got another one for her daughter.
One after the other she refused to play with these 'things' by
killing them off; until she slowly began to enjoy it. After that she
would beg her mother for a new toy all the time; even when she
already had a bunch of them. Her mother was eventually burned at the
stake by a gang of village people. She just shrunk way too many men
and eventually people began to put two and two
together...............Back to the story 
Jasmine just sat there waiting and waiting for an 'Important'
customer to walk in. People came and went but no one looking for one
of her toys. However, she did not mind; because tomorrow Jennifer
Lopez was coming to her shop for her monthly little man.
The rest of the day went by pretty fast and once 9PM hit Jasmine
locked the door to her shop, got into her car and went home. 
The next day she got up a little early because she needed to fix her
shop up a little bit before Jennifer Lopez arrived. She took a quick
shower which she usually does only 3 times a week and she put on some
clean clothes. 'She usually wears her same all black attire to work
but today was a special day.' Once she was done with her makeup she
grabbed her big box of little men and unstrapped some of the guys and
placed them wear she wanted them positioned, 'In her boots, panties,
under arms, and the one woman in her vagina.' She also grabbed a few
extra '2 inchers' and dropped them in a brown bag. She then left for
work. She got there around 7:00am and fixed the place up to her
liking then sat down in the same rocking chair and pulled out the
brown bag. She opened it up and looked inside at the frightened
little men. Casually she reached in and picked out one of the men and
placed him in her mouth. Once he was in her mouth she batted him
around with her tongue covering him in !
her saliva and making him dizzy at the same time. She could feel him
trying to move around in her mouth as if he was still in control of
his body. She sucked and nibbled on him for minutes until she finally
decided to bite down hard. She ripped him apart with her sharp white
teeth and when she tasted all the blood oozing from the man's body, a
small smile developed on her face. Once she was done with him she
went on to eat another one. By the end of her meal she had eaten 5
little men. This was her usual breakfast for the most part. She only
ate one meal a day because she's a witch and because those men filled
her up more than you can imagine. Normally she eats only 2 or 3 but
lately she has stocked up on a lot more little men. She has more than
enough to spare. In fact, just a couple days ago, two 16 year old
twins came into the store trying to get some little men. Apparently
they found out about these guys from a very rich friend of theirs.
Anyway, they went up to Jasmine !
and asked if she had any little men left, which of course she always
Jasmine:SORRY, BUT I'M NOT OPEN FOR ANOTHER 2HOURS!!! 
The woman began knocking on the door. 
Jasmine:I SAID I'M NOT OPEN!!! 
The woman would not stop knocking on the glass door. Jasmine got out
of her chair and walked towards the door. 
Jasmine:I SAID...............................OH HI THERE!!! 
She recognized the lady from up close. 
Jasmine:I didn't know it was you, come on in. 
She unlocked the door and the blonde walked in. 
Jasmine:What are you doing up so early this morning? 
Blonde Woman:I felt like jogging around the block. I saw your car
parked behind the your store and I thought I'd come in and say hi. 
Jasmine:Well hi. Oh by the way, how is that little guy I gave you
doing. 
Blonde Woman:He's great, I never go jogging without him. He's in my
right sock as we speak. 
Jasmine:Oh that's good to hear, I hope he is obeying you like I told
him too. 
Blonde Woman:HA ha ha, ya, he knows whose the boss. The day I took
him home I set all the rules down and then I tortured the hell out of
him just to let him know what would happen if he were to make me
upset. 
Jasmine:That's right, you let that little slaveshit know his role. I
actually recommend torturing them horribly when you first get one;
just to let them know what is what. Well actually, I torture my
little toys every chance I get, so it's all the same. 
Both Woman:HA HA HA HA HA! 
Blonde Woman:Do you mind if I sit down for a second and take my
little friend out of my sock? 
jasmine:Why would you want to do that? 
Blonde Woman:Well, I told him I'd let him out for some fresh air as
an apology for what happened last night. 
Jasmine:You don't need to give him fresh air. In fact, you could keep
him in your sock for weeks and he'd be fine. I make sure to give
these guys a very durable structure when I shrink them. 
Blonde Woman:I know, I know, but last night I got real angry when I
got home and immediately went to my bedroom, threw off my heels and
pulled my little guy out of my sweaty stocking. 
Jasmine:So????? 
Blonde Woman:Well, after I pulled him out, I was so drunk with anger
that I bit off his left arm. 
Jasmine couldn't help but break out with a little laugh. 
Jasmine:Sorry, I don't mean to interrupt you. But for the record,
don't forget you own these little fuckers, and are not obligated to
feel for them. 
Blonde Woman:I know, I know, but he began crying and screaming so
loud that I actually felt sorry for him. That's when I promised him
that I'd give him a few short breaks during my morning jog. I was
considering not wearing him in my footwear at all, but I am so used
to having him under my foot. 
Jasmine:Well what can I say? You are too nice of a person. Either
way, go ahead and keep your promise. Follow me to the back, you can
give the piece of scum fresh air back there. 
The two women went into the back and sat down around the round table
mentioned earlier. The Blonde lifted her right foot and dropped it on
top of the table. She bent over and pulled her shoe off.  She then
smiled at her foot as she wiggled her toes and twisted her ankle back
and forth. Jasmine just sat there and inhaled the aroma of this
woman's foot.  Most people would be disgusted by the smell, but
Jasmine was very aroused and actually wished she could be that little
guy in the sock for at least a few minutes.  The blonde suddenly
ripped off the sock and both women gazed at the one armed little man
who was tied to the sole of this woman's right foot with white
string.  The string was very tight and had caused a cut on the man's
back.  Jasmine could not resist any longer; she reached over and
began stroking the blonde's toes with her fingertips.  She stroked
down from the woman's toes to the little man then her fingers reached
the heel.  She grabbed it and pulled the whole !
foot towards her nose pulling the blonde's whole leg over the table. 
She began sniffing the foot and the tiny 'toy'. 
Blonde Woman:Geez, I didn't know you had a foot thing. 
Jasmine ignored the comment and sniffed away.  After a few minutes
the woman got impatient.  She hadn't said anything yet because she
knew Jasmine was a witch and did not want to tick her off. 
Blonde Woman:Alright, I think that's enough. 
Jasmine:'Mean, scratchy voice.' I'll tell you when it's enough!!! 
Blonde Woman:Seriously, STOP IT! 
She tried to pull her foot away but Jasmine would not let go, she
just pulled back harder causing the blonde to get on top of the
table. 
Blonde Woman:LISTEN, I HAVE TO GO, MY KID IS GOING TO GET UP REAL
SOON, AND I HAVE TO MAKE HIM BREAKFAST!!! 
Jasmine quickly released her grip on the woman's foot. 
Blonde Woman:Thank you so--------- 
Before the woman could finish her sentence Jasmine jumped on the
table on top of the blonde and began sticking her tongue in her
mouth. 
Blonde Woman:'Muffled' Stop it, STOP IT!!! 
Jasmine backed her head up a little and looked down at the woman who
now had black lipstick all over her face.  And in a matter of seconds
the woman was shrunk down to the size of her little man who she had
tied to her foot. She and him were now lying next to each other
surrounded by her giant sweaty clothes; both of them looking up at
the giant Jasmine. 
Jasmine:I'm very sorry, but this is a problem I can't control dear. 
Oh by the way, how old are you sweetie? 
Blonde Woman:I-I I'm 36. 
Jasmine:Well you're a lot older than I thought, but either way you
have lived a long enough life. 
The woman just stared at this giant witch who she was just eye to eye
with a minute ago. Before the woman could say anything, Jasmine
grabbed her and began sticking her in and out of her mouth as if she
were a penis.  She sucked on her for quite a while then after the
woman was wet enough, Jasmine pulled down her black skirt and
panties, 'Which gave the 2 men in there a quick break.' she bent over
on the round table and stuck the blonde into her asshole. 
Jasmine:OOOOOHHHHH!!! You have no idea what you are doing to me. 
The blonde was actually thinking the same thing at the moment.	It
was real hot in there and the smell was worse than anything she has
ever experienced.  She could not breathe and felt as if she was
slowly being killed 'Which she was, because Jasmine had not made her
body durable, she just simply shrank her.' After an hour or so of
this Jasmine pulled the woman out of her rectum and went into the
restroom.  She has done this so much that she automatically knew this
little bitch couldn't have survived.  Meanwhile, the little man from
the blonde's sock was still on the round table.  In fact, he had laid
there and was forced to watch the whole thing.	Which by the way he
actually enjoyed for the most part. He got to see a beautiful giant
woman naked and torturing the woman who had tortured him for so long.
 He heard the toilet flush and saw the giant Jasmine walk towards him
wiping her hands together. She sat down in a chair that was at the
round table. 
Jasmine:Crawl to me slave. 
The little man did as he was told and crawled to where she was
sitting. 
Little Man:What are you going------------- 
Jasmine:SHUT IT!!!!!!! You know better than to speak. I am going to
kill you of course. What else would I do with you?  I just can't
believe what I just did; that woman was my friend.  I do this all the
time, I can't help it.	Anyway, lets get this over with. 
She grabbed the little guy and dropped him to the floor as quickly as
possible. She raised her black boot into the sky and dropped it on
top of his body as hard as she could.  She then raised her foot and
saw that he was still in mint condition. 
Jasmine:Holy shit, I really make you guys durable don't I? 
She then started stomping on him over and over again as hard as she
could.	On the last stomp she pressed down twisting her foot all
around to make sure he was not going to be alive when she removes her
foot.  After a minute she finally removed her
foot...................... 
Jasmine:Fucking Hell! You're still alive you little shit. 
'He was alive but very bruised up.' She bent over and picked him up
and stormed into the front of the shop again.  She grabbed her pocket
knife from her purse which was lying on the counter and laid the
little man on the counter.  She held him down like he was a piece of
vegetable and began chopping him up like a carrot; from his legs to
his head.  He screamed louder than you can possibly imagine and once
the knife went through his chest the screaming ceased. She slid her
left hand over the entire carcass on the counter and wiped it off the
counter into her right hand then power walked into the restroom to
flush the mess down. She walked casually back to the front of the
store as if this was a regular routine in her life, which it was. 
She turned the sign around so it said open, walked behind the counter
and sat back down in her rocking chair.  Not an hour later she saw a
big black limousine through the window pull up to the front of the
store.	She stood up anticipating wh!
o was about to walk into her shop. The door swung open and the bell
on top of it rang like it does in many stores. She saw a big black
man walk in and he was followed by no other than JENNIFER LOPEZ!! 
Jasmine quickly ran around the corner of the counter and up to the
woman. She looked like a Latin angel. She had on all white; except
for a black skirt. She had a white jacket, a white tank top, and
white high heels. 
Jasmine:How are you doing Ms. Lopez?!! 
JLO:I'm fine, and yourself? 
Jasmine:Couldn't be better. 
JLO:Well why don't we get straight to business. I ordered a little
Ben Affleck look alike this month. I hope you got him for me. 
Jasmine:I sure did Ms. Lopez! He's actually younger and cuter than
Ben. 
JLO:Great then, let me have him. 
Jasmine ran behind the counter and pulled out a fancy purple box with
velvet covering. She walked back to Jennifer Lopez and handed her the
box. She opened it and looked at the little man with a very cold
stare. 
JLO:He looks exactly like that prick, you've done it again Jazz. Do
you mind unstrapping him from the box and placing him in my left
heel. I want to break him in before tonight; I have a small concert
to perform and I am going to be dancing a lot. 
Jasmine:No problem, I'd love too. 
Jasmine took the little guy out of the box and knelt down in front of
Jennifer Lopez as if she was about to be knighted by the queen. She
thought Jennifer was one of the most beautiful women alive. She
looked up for a second to adore this gorgeous Puerto Rican. Jennifer
wasn't even paying attention to her though, she was looking at her
watch and tapping her left foot to imply she was in a rush. Jasmine
grabbed the left heel and removed it from Jennifer's foot. She then
placed the lucky little guy in the shoe. As she positioned him in the
shoe she noticed an odd smell coming from Jennifer's foot. She
sniffed around a few times to make sure it was her foot odor.
Jennifer immediately noticed this. 
JLO:Ya Ya, my feet stink, I know. They always do. But I don't think
little Ben Affleck here will mind. 
Jasmine placed the shoe with the little man back on Jennifer's foot
but stayed on her knees staring at her feet as Jennifer moved her
foot around to get comfortable. 
JLO:I am going to do a lot of damage to this one. I bet he's not
waiting for tonight. 
Both Women laughed as they stared at Jennifer's left heel. 
Jasmine:I'm just wondering......... how many men have I sold to you
throughout the years? 
JLO:I don't know, I lost track after the 40th. I just know I only
have around 15 left and they have all been permanently attached to
the insoles of my shoes that I wear on a regular basis. 
Jasmine:Well, since you are such a big spender here Ms. Lopez, why
don't I give you 2 extra ones for free. You can do whatever you want
with them. 
Jasmine ran behind the counter again and pulled out two jars and
grabbed the two men in them. Both were in there 20's. She ran back to
Jennifer Lopez and handed them to her. 
JLO:I appreciate it. I will put them on sock patrol. Whenever I am
wearing socks, they will be in them making sure everything's safe in
there. 
She unzipped her purse, dropped the two in and zipped it back up. 
Jasmine:I hpe you don't mind me asking; but do you ever use your
little toys for anything other than your feet? 
JLO:NO!! I don't want them touching any other part of my body. In
fact, they're not even worthy of touching my feet or even my
footwear. I just can't resist feeling them squish beneath me. Knowing
that they are worshipping my feet is a different type of pleasure
that I can't get any other way. Every time I take a step they get
squished, inhaling my foot odor as they do. Soaking my foot sweat up
and tasting it at the same time. Most men would adore these little
creatures. 
JLO:Anyway, thank you very much and I'll see you next month. 
Jasmine:No, thank you Ms. Lopez. 
Before she left, Jennifer Lopez stomped her left foot into the ground
crushing Little Ben beneath her foot. 
JLO:Having fun in there? I bet it's real hot and stinky isn't it? 
She looked up at Jasmine and smiled then left the shop with her
bodyguard and drove off in her limousine.