The night seemed to drag on. I sat in bed for most of it watching television and letting my mind race for what was to come.

Lori obviously knew about Marta and her intentions. But it didn’t seem to bother her. In fact, it seemed to be fueling things. Why would Lori be okay with Marta doing whatever she felt with me?

I repeated these questions to myself for hours as the night went on but failed to come up with any answer I could be happy with. The only thing I could think of was that Lori was a ridiculously horny teenager with a God complex.

Though I struggled to find it, sleep finally found me around 4:00A.M. It didn’t last though. I was awoken by the sound of my door shutting. As I looked around the room in a daze I saw a figure in front of me.

After wiping my eyes, I looked again to see Marta.

“Hello pet.” Marta whispered to me.

“I came to check on you and tell you that last night was the best I have slept in ten years. You will definitely be doing that on a far more regular basis.” Marta snickered.

“I…uh…am glad I could be of service ma’am.” I said.

Marta slowly made her way to the side of my bed and sat down next to me, our shoulders now touching. I looked to my right to see Marta and realized that with both of us sitting side by side, she had me outsized by a good eight or nine inches.

“My, my, my, look who is smaller. How much have you shrunk since yesterday?” She questioned.

“I honestly don’t know. I didn’t measure myself last night when I came back to my room. But before I went to your room, I was 5’5”.”

Marta’s left eyebrow raised as she bit her lip.

“Well, we will just have to take a look at your size then won’t we?” Marta quipped as she stood up.

“What were you using to measure yourself before?”

I stood up slowly and made my way into the bathroom where I opened a drawer and pulled out the flexible measuring tape. Normally, I might have tried to keep from doing this, but I to was curious what my new height was.

Marta placed the measuring tape at my feet and worked her way up to my head and stopped to look at the number her thumb had stopped on.

“What? What is it?” I questioned, getting nervous.

“Why, you are an astounding 4’6”.” Marta giggled.

I just about fell backwards as the news hit me but was stopped and held upright.

I looked to see Marta had grabbed hold of my arm and was keeping me from falling.

“Oh don’t make such a big deal about it “little” man. This is going to be fun for both of us.”

Marta then walked back to the bed with my arm still in her hand. She guided me to the bed and helped me get in the blankets.

With a lustful look in her eyes, Marta took hold of my penis. “Don’t you want to keep shrinking for your Goddess little man? Don’t you want to be her dildo? Wouldn’t you love to be small enough to make love to her feet? I know it would be amazing for you. Tell me.” Marta cooed.

With my eyes tightly shut and my heart racing and breath shortened, I spoke through pants. “Yes Goddess. I want to be small. I want to be your living dildo and to make love to your feet.”

What was I saying? I didn’t want any of that….But I did…But I didn’t. I was lost in a sea of pleasure. I would say anything. I wanted anything she wanted me to want.

Marta moaned softly while stroking my dick gently with all of her fingers except for her pinky.

“It’s started.” I thought to myself. “My dick doesn’t even fill up her hand anymore.”

As Marta stroked and encouraged me through her moans, I felt the orgasm rising. Everything had become so intense since yesterday. I had fallen in love with feet by just being around them, I had become the slave of a Hispanic Goddess, and failed to understand my place with a young Goddess.

My world was spinning with thoughts and curiosities while ecstasy overtook me. I released my load, and as before, was cumming again and again.

Marta laughed as I came. “Good boy. Show Marta how much you can cum for her.”

I continued to shoot loads of cum and finally, it came to an end and my body relaxed.

Marta ran a finger through the small puddle of cum on my stomach and slipped it into her mouth.

“I don’t know why little man, but I love the taste of your cum. I was only going to swallow it last night because I thought that a little dick like yours couldn’t produce much, but after feeling load after load, I was definitely proven wrong. I would have stopped drinking it, but I realized that you sure have a tasty cum.”

Marta then stood and looked down at me.

“You look even smaller my pet. I would love to measure you some more but I have a job to do. You stay in this room and don’t even think about leaving. Lori has plans today and will be gone. So you have nothing to worry about there.”

Marta turned and began to walk towards the door. She turned and looked back to me, “Who would have thought that I would begin to fall for a man that was half my age, soon to be half my height, and has a dick that when erect, isn’t much bigger than my middle finger.”

With that, Marta left. I looked at the ceiling for a moment. “She’s falling for me? Is there something in me that draws the crazy dominatrix side out of women? And why was I smaller after only 2 minutes of Marta measuring me?” I knew there would be a lot of questions for Lori when she got home.

Later that night:

The day had continued as expected. Marta would stop by on occasion and toy with me. On two of the five occasions she checked on me after her morning visit, she made me cum for her and ate my cum. I wasn’t too bothered by that fact, I mean, every man loves the look of a woman eating his cum, but I wanted to stop shrinking.

At midnight I went into Marta’s room to service her yet again and found her in her tub.

“I’m sorry my pet, but I got myself so worked up today that nearly every chance I got, I masturbated. I must have done it two dozen times. I’m afraid I am too wiped out to do anything tonight. But I promise, I will show more self-control tomorrow so we can have our fun.”

With that, Marta stuck her foot out to me and I took it in my hands. Her foot was so massive. Marta thought it would be fun on her fourth visit to measure me again and found that I was down to 3’8”.

At my new height, her feet were bigger than any I had ever seen. My hands had no chance to hold them. My fingers were able to wrap around her big toe and hold it with a strong grip.

After some kissing and smelling, Marta looked at me while cleaning her arms. “Suck my toes little man, while you are still able to.” Marta laughed.

I tried to manage a smile but knew that her seemingly harmless joke, was more of a look into the future.

I started at her little toe. I let her toe rub against my lips for a moment, just taking in the smell and feel her skin against my lips before inserting it. I sucked her small toe passionately, running my tongue along it and under her nail.

Marta moaned, obviously happy with my work.

I continued the same method until I made it to her big toe. I opened my mouth as much as I could and slipped her toe inside. It fit, but left little room. I did my best to use my tongue but only succeeded in licking the underside of her toe. As much as I felt that I was failing, Marta continued to moan quietly.

I found myself really getting into it when her foot was pulled away from me. I looked to Marta with what had to be a pitiful expression on my face.

Her response came quick. “I can’t handle it. If you continue, I will need release. I have already rubbed myself raw to the point I think even your tongue wouldn’t be able to help. But don’t worry sweetie. You will get another chance tomorrow.”

Marta gestured for me to come close. I stood on the side of the tub near her face looking her in the eyes. She had the look of a woman who was half filled with lust, and half filled with genuine happiness. She reached out of the tub and took hold of the back of my head, pulling me in.

A small part of me wanted to resist, but as our lips met, I melted in her touch.

Her tongue pushed its way into my mouth and danced with my own. The kiss wasn’t the longest ever recorded. It may not have been the most passionate. But one thing was for sure…It was the best kiss I had ever had.

As Marta released me I stumbled back a few steps. “Wow.” I whispered.

This made Marta giggle and turn back to herself in the tub. “Go on little one, I will see you in the morning.”

As I re-entered the hallway and headed towards my door, I began to think.

Marta was falling for me. She had already said that. Lori had fallen for me. She had already said that too. But me, I didn’t know where I was leaning. Part of me didn’t want to worry about any of that and focus on my shrinking. But I would find out more about that when I got into my room and spoke to Lori.

I walked into my room and sat on the bed. As I had expected, Lori was already there.

“It looks like you enjoyed that kiss Ethan, perhaps a little too much.” Lori said as a devious smile crossed her face.

“Look Lori, I want to know what is going on. I don’t care right now whether you like that Marta kissed me or not. I have to know, what have you done to me?”

Lori’s expression changed. She didn’t appear mad, just deep in thought, as if she was trying to figure out the words to say.

“I have started a process that will take some time to complete, and even more time to undo.”

I noticed a change in her tone. Lori was serious. She was going to be completely straight with me.

“When I was in school, I had a friend that was really into physics. She was doing some research on the human body and it’s total mass versus the space it took up for that mass. She concluded that the human body is mostly empty space. Though we are made up of atoms, on the subatomic level, our atoms are spaced out. So she made a formula, a potion if you will. Its purpose was to reduce the space between those atoms, hence the shrinking.”

I was completely transfixed on Lori’s words.

She continued, “She allowed me to have the formula along with the activator for it, which comes in the form of another liquid. You see, when the formulas are separate, they are useless. But together, they begin a compression process, or shrinking. I gave you the active part of the formula which is now in your blood through the wine I gave you. But that alone would have done nothing. So to make sure things got started, I put a sedative in the wine as well to help you become easier to manipulate. I myself, drank the activation formula which begins to produce the chemical through my body’s expulsion of liquids. So, by sucking on my breasts, swallowing my spit, drinking my urine, sweat or tears, the formula in your bloodstream would activate and cause the compression.”

I sat with my eyes wide and my heart in my stomach. “So, you did this on purpose, knowing I would keep shrinking?”

Lori smiled, “Oh sweetie, it goes so much deeper than that.”