Blair

A week has passed and Macy still wouldn't talk to me. She had blocked me in all her social media accounts, and practically ghosted me in school and practise. No matter how hard I tried to make up with her, she wouldn't have it.

I didn't blame her for being cold. My approach on dealing with her was not stellar. I'll just have to wait for things to calm down before finding another way to make things right.

But my week wasn't all bad. I mean, Daisy had given me a chance for redemption. It was awkward at first, but slowly she's been warming up to me. Luckily we had a buffer, Luca. He basically controlled our conversation, making sure to fill up the silences. But as time passed, we slowly got comfortable without him.

"We can work at my place." I suggested. Ms. Emily (our lab prof) had assigned a project. And since Daisy and I were lab partners for the year, we had no chose but to work together. Not that I complained.

"Its kinda far, and I have a curfew."

"I don't mind driving you." I said, biting into my sandwich as we chatted on the rooftop, next to the railings. Daisy and Luca liked spending their lunch here. Now so did I. "But if you prefer we can work at your place?"

"The orphanage?"

"Yup."

"No. I don't think its up to your taste."

"Hey, I'm good anywhere..." I smirked. "As long as you're there..."

Daisy's turned red, shyly playing with her hair.

"We can always work at my den. I mean, you usually stay after school in the library. Right? Why don't you meet me at the den after I finish practise."

"How do you know where I-"

"Oh come on, Daisy. You don't think I 'accidentally' bumped into you the passed years? Call me a romantic, but I memorized your schedule and routine in order to see my precious little playmate everyday."

"You mean torment." Daisy frowned. "Was I really worth all that trouble?"

"Yes," I leaned down to level with Daisy. "My days got better every time I saw you."

"Mine got worse," she frowned. "Some romantic. Expressing yourself by making me feel worthless."

I winced. How dumb could I be, gloating about the past. Guess it was still too soon to joke about it... "Daisy, I'm-"

"Let's just forget about it," Daisy said with a forced smile, changing the topic. "So, your den?"

"Ya..." I said, regretting my words. "Just wait for me there. The door should be open."

"You don't lock up?"

"Who would brake in?"

"Right, no one is stupid enough to go in there." She chuckled. "I must be an idiot."

We talked aimlessly, getting to know each other. It didn't matter what the conversation was, I'm just happy to have them with her.

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Daisy

Ever since that kiss, there was a growing sexual tension between us. So obviously we were awkward around each other. Today wasn't an exception. In fact, I felt more tense. I was going back to her den, where we'll be for hours, working together... alone.

"Don't be nervous," I frowned, walking over to her den. "Its only a project."

Blair suggested I study in her den, but I decided to spend my spare time in the library. It felt more natural for me there.

Now at her doorstep, I knocked. "Hello,"

No answer.

"Hello," I called again.

I tried the door, and just like she said, it wasn't locked. A quick glance inside told me no one was here.

"Guess she is running late."

I awkwardly entered, instantly greeted by Blair's sweet smell heavy in the air of her den. The aroma evoke memories of the past. Me being under her shadow, dominated. I should be disturbed by those thoughts. Yet here I was, heart pounding and sporting a strange lady boner. Confusing desires overwhelming me.

As I basked in the scent, my eyes caught sight of a pair of shoes next to the coach. They looked strangely familiar.

"I have the same pair," I told myself.

Dropping my things on the coach, I kneeled beside them and picked one up to examine. It was longer than my forearm!

"So big..." I blushed. "Definitely not mine."

Awkwardly, I placed my hand inside. Watching with lustful curiosity as the shoe ate up my arm. I could barely fill it up! The sight made my crotch tingled, dripping wet as I traced a finger inside. Feeling the indentations of her heel and toes.

I just had to see how big they were compared to mine. Standing back up, I placed my own small foot next to the other pair. I was barely half its size! In fact, I could slip my tiny foot all the way inside. Like magic, it disappeared.

"Damn," the sensation between my legs grew.

Subconsciously, I pulled off the shoe on my arm and brought it to my face. In lewd shame, I took a deep whiff, sending my mind into a frenzy. The strong aroma cause my knees to quake. It was rich from constant use. A sweet musk, with a hint of flower. A bit bitter, but overall enticing. Strangely, it seemed different from the scent of Blair's own feet. I should know, I've been acquainted with them for most of my high school life.

With a blush, I took another long whiff to confirm my suspicions. Then another. And another. Each time my lust grew, and shame slowly vanished, so did my logical thoughts. Soon my free hand wondered down south, eager to give attention to something that needed it. As I was about to make contact-

*THUD*

"Sorry I'm late. Had to-..." My heart stopped as Blair walked in on me with the shoe inches from my face. "Daisy?"

I tossed it, kicking the other away. Acting like nothing happened... Smooth...

"You ok," Blair said, trying desperately not to laugh.

"Ya," I turned. Keeping my burning face from her gaze.

"Anyways," she said. Dropping her sports bag next to the desk. "I had to stay overtime at practise. Getting ready for the big game."

I was glad Blair let it go. Usually, if she caught me in such an act, she'd tease/humiliated me relentlessly. But my sex filled mind actually wanted it. And these shameful sensations only fueled my sexual frustration. It didn't help that Blair was looking especially radiant.

She was still in her sports attire. Rocking a tight blue top that barely contained her large breasts. Her shorts looking more like tight women's briefs. Her lower ass cheeks practically peeked out. And you could even see the erotic outline of her crotch - a decent cameltoe. Her bare thighs and calves gleaming with sweat, looking juicy. And feet, clad in large expensive shoes, no doubt smelled ripe with her divine musk. Did they smell different too?

She was damn hot in her uniform! Everything about this wet amazon sent a shiver down my spine.

"Hope you don't mind." She said, gesturing to her body. "I didn't have time to change or shower."

"Uhmm... not at all," I mumbled, starstruck.

I didn't realize what she was asking. But in seconds, Blair strip herself off her wet blue top. Seductively wiping her body with a towel, taking great care to clean her armpits and reaching under her sports bra to get to her breasts. She tossed her dirty cloths in the bag and put on a small white top. Might as well be a crop top as it hardly reach her navel.

I gawked like a horny teen. My heart pounding from the show, loins burning with love. She was seducing me, and easily succeeding... My pent up, building, desires was at the brink of erupting. If something happened, I wont be able to stop it...

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Blair

Daisy was so adorable! I thought she was red before, but as soon as my shirt came off, she turned a darker shade. "Secretly" drifting her gaze across my body, taking me all in. I loved it!

"So..." I spoke.

Her gaze snapped off as she timidly turned away.

"...Should we start with the project?"

"Ri-ri-right!" she stammered. Awkwardly taking her bag before making her way to the desk.

The project was on our understanding of aerodynamics. We would create a craft that could safely land an egg from a 3 story building drop. Overall, the project itself was easy. The problem came from actually getting things done. How could I concentrate when Daisy was just inches from me, acting all flustered herself.

I wanted her so badly! My loins burned with desire for the small girl who fidgeted uncomfortably in her seat.

Everything in my den was scaled to me. Meaning, even if Daisy had adjusted the chair she barely had her shoulders over the desk. She was a doll!

"This is impossible!" Daisy huffed trying to adjust herself. "Why is your desk so high?"

"Its not that high," I smiled. "Its great for me. All the other desks are small."

"Your just huge," she pouted.

"There is a way to fix this." A naught solutions came to mind. One that might make things more interesting.

"How? I don't - eeeep!" she squeaked as I wrapped my hands around her slender waist and hoisted her up. Settling her back down on my lap. At this elevated height, the desk to come down to her chest.

"Is that better?" I asked with a slur.

She nodded her response. Her cheeks burning red. I debated if the act would be appropriate. But judging from the lack of scolding, I assumed it's alright. Plus, not once did she complain.

We tried to worked on our project. But it was almost impossible to concentrate. Being together like this was not helping us think straight. I mean, her head was right under mine. I could smell her flowery scalp and feel her warm flesh on my lap.

As much as I wanted her, I did nothing. After everything that happened, she would have to initiate. Not me.

And it wasn't easy holding back. She constantly shifted, moving closer to me. Pressing her back onto my chest and grinding her cute butt on my lap. If I knew better, I'd say she was doing it on purpose. Was she? No, that was not like Daisy. Teasing was more of my thing. And I constantly did.

Leaning onto her. Tracing my erect nipple on her shoulders. My hands "accidentally" touching her thighs. Breath washing over her neck. Every action strategically executed to fluster her enough to initiate. Beg me to have her. Yet she didn't.

It took 15 very long minutes until Daisy finally reacted. "Are you serious?"

"What?" I played coy. This was it.

She turned to face me. Her eyes dilated and cheeks rose red. A frown on her face. "You aren't going to do anything?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't play coy," she scowled. "You don't just place me on your lap and do nothing!"

I had her where I wanted. "Daisy. Do you want me to do something?"

She turned her head away, hiding her blush.

"Because I told you before. I wont do anything to you if you don't ask for it." I leaned in, my face next to her ears. "Soooo... Ask for it?"

She awkwardly played with her golden hair. Debating about what to do next. She wanted it. I could feel the heat radiating from between her legs, mixing with my own beaming lust.

Its only a matter of time before she breaks, I smiled.

"Whatever." Daisy huffed, took her stuff, dumped them in her bag and hopped off my lap.

I was stunned. "Wait... What-"

"Obviously we aren't working on our project, or doing ANYTHING else. So I'll just used my time wisely and go review in the library."

"You can review here."

"I can barely look over your desk! I'm better off in the library."

She was playing me. She didn't want to initiate. She wanted me to do so. And I wasn't going to fall for her bluff. Any time soon, she'll turn back. "Alright then. See you tomorrow, I guess..."

"Yup," she said, opening the door and headed out. Not looking back as she closed the it.

Anytime now...

Anytime...

Nothing...

What! Was she seriously just leaving? No! she was just playing with me. She wants me to be the one to beg. It was all a bluff!

No. Daisy is not like you. I thought.

Did I just blow my chance? Because of my stupid games?

"Fuck," I cussed.

Standing up, I chased after her. In a hurry, I open the door.

"Daisy wai-" I froze.

Right in front of the me was Daisy. Arms wrapped around her bag. A smug smile across her pretty face, looking up at me in triumph. "Hi."

"Hi," I whispered.

She played me! I knew she was bluffing!

"Soooo," she slurred. "You wanted to ASK me something."

I rolled my eyes. As much as I was annoyed for falling for her bluff, I couldn't control myself anymore. No more playing.

With a smile, I bent down, almost a full 90 degrees. Going this low to level with her short frame.

 "Daisy," I slurred, causing her to blush. "Would you like to play with me?"

Her face flared red. Pouted in an ever so shy manner, "Yes."

I pressed my lips onto hers, taking her small waist in my arms. Effortlessly, lifting Daisy up and pressing her against my chest. Our hearts beat as one, eager for whats to come. With lewd intent, I made our way back inside.

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10 minutes later: Daisy and I laid on our backs, 2 feet apart and naked. There was an awkward silence as we both stared at the ceiling.

"That was... something..." she said.

"Ya..."

"A bit fast..."

"A bit?"

"Really fast," she huffed. "Could be better..."

"A lot better..."

"But overall nice..." Another awkward silence. "Who are we kidding! It was bad!"

"Really bad." I sadly chuckled.

"I mean what happened! It started of great. How did it become so awkward so fast?" Daisy groaned. Clearly disappointed. "This was not how I imagined this to happen."

"You were thinking about this happening?" I turned to her with curiosity. I was always thinking about this day, I didn't expect her to do so as well... Sadly it wasn't as great as I'd hoped.

"Well ya..." she shyly played with her hair. I loved when she was acted shy.

"Maybe its because we weren't in the mood?"

"Oh we were definitely in the mood," she huffed. "We just lost it half way in... What went wrong!"

"Maybe it wasn't what we did wrong, but what we didn't do?"

"What do you mean," Daisy looked up at me with question.

"Well, in the past I was extremely dominating. And you were...Well, submissive? I feel awkward suggesting this, but maybe I wasn't rough enough?"

Daisy bit her lips. "I was thinking the same thing. It felt like you were holding back. Like you were being unnaturally gentle... I mean, I like gentle. But this was just..."

"Bad," I finished her statement.

"Ya," she smiled sadly. "Like we were acting out sex and not actually doing it. It felt fake."

True. I stopped myself from being too rough. Thinking that Daisy might not want me to go full Blair just yet. Apparently, I was wrong. It only made my action awkwardly slow and unnatural, too mechanical to be enjoyed.

"We can always try again. This time let's just be ourselves. No acting? No holding back?" Daisy huffed.

Was she really giving the go to be rough? I liked that. "I could do that."

In a flash, I hoisted myself onto her. Grabbing her small wrists and pinned her arms above her head. My thighs straddled her tiny legs, trapping them tightly under my ass.

"Blair, Wh-"

"Shut it."  I spoke right at her face. "You don't speak unless spoken to. I'm in charge here. Not you. I decide what happens. And right now I want to ravage ever inch of your body. I'm going to eat your little pink cunt till your legs turn into jelly, and you'll be squirming helplessly beneath me."

She was stunned. Her eyes wide and heart pounding. Clearly shaking at my performance.

"Was I too rough..."

"Y-y-yes..." She stammered.

FUCK!!! Of course I was. Congrats Blair! Just like you to go overboard and ruin things. You are such an id-

"I liked it..."

Time froze. Daisy shyly turned her face to the side. Her breath rugged. Was she turned on by that? My hand fished its way between her legs, grabbing onto her crotch.

"Hmmmm," Daisy moaned cutely, biting her lips. I withdrew my hand for inspection. It was soaked...

"You dirty little thing," I cooed. My own heart pounding with a new vigor. No holding back now.

I leaned in. Pressing my breasts onto her chest, causing her to groan from the weight. My face next to her's, breath washing over her quivering lips. Her eyes dilated with fear and deep carnal lust. I love it.

This was a new side of Daisy to me. She talked freely, expressing herself without fear. She wanted this as much as I did. Finally, she warmed up to me. It was definitely a bad start, but I was glad it happened. It made things better.

With a smile, I closed in for a kiss. Determined to make this different from before. She wanted Blair. She'll have me.

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Daisy

An hour later, we laid naked on the floor. This time I was cuddled onto Blair's warm powerful body, using her right arm as a pillow.

"Wow," I said. Basking in the after glow of our latest session.

"Was that better?"

"Waaaaaaaay better," I giggled. This was how I imagined it.

Blair got on me and planted a wet kiss on my lips. Working her way down my neck then to my small chest.

"Ohhh," I moaned as she twirled her tongue around my swollen nipples.

Her hands explored my body, caressing my legs and gentle gliding towards my small arm. Pulling it over my head as she continued to kiss varying parts of my chest. Getting closer to my-

"Ahhh," I squirmed, pushing Blair's face and crossing my arms in protection. "What was that?"

"What," Blair smirked.

"You licked my armpit." My face burned.

"So?"

"That's weird..."

"Weird? Really?" She laughed. "Says the girl who gets off from shoe sniffing."

My eyes went wide with shame. Now she brings it up?

"Look," Blair traced a finger across my cheek. "Its just a kink. Everyone has one."

I guess she was right.

"If you want, you can try licking my armpit." She raised her arms over her head, revealing her cleanly shaved underarms, gleaming in sweat. There was something about that pose that made her look ravishing.

"Why would I want to?" I blushed. "You haven't showered yet."

"So," she smirked. "The richer the smell and taste."

"Ugh," I rolled my eyes. "You're weird."

She chuckled. "You want to know whats weirder?"

I stared up at her.

"The shoe you got off from, its yours."

"That cant be," I scoffed. "Have you seen my foot," I pressed my tiny foot onto her toned belly. "Its barely half your's."

"Daisy," She took my small foot to massaged it. "You do remember about your shrink gun?"

"SHRINK gun, Blair." I moaned as her thumb pressed just the right spot.

"You can grew things as well. I mean over its natural size."

"What!? I didn't know it could do that."

"Really," she kissed my sole before adjusting herself next to me. "Shouldn't you know your own invention? You built it, right?"

"Well... Yes and no..."

Blair looked at me with question.

"I built it, but it was my dad who designed it. He used to work for a great research facility abroad, and the gun was one of his projects. At one point the company thought it was a dead end, so they cut his funding and let him go."

"Oh," Blair said sadly, pulling me closer to her for comfort. "So you finished his work?"

"No," I chuckled. "I'm not that smart. At some point my dad finished it. Wrote a detailed account in his journal. And even had all the parts needed to assemble it. Just never did. When he passed, it was all he left. I assembled it to honor him..."

Blair pulled me closer. Caressing my arm as she planted kissed on top of my head. I was really pathetic. That gun was important, yet I let Blair use it against me. I should be mad. Yet here I was, basking in her touch. Like an idiotic teen thinking with her loins.

Blair continued to plant comforting kisses, coddling me in her warm embrace. We talk aimlessly, sharing memories and getting to know the other. Like those personal talks you have after mind blowing sex.

At time passed, I couldn't help but compare my small frame next to her's. My mind wondered how it would be like to be her, tall. I always wanted to be. And if the gun could really grow things, then this opens up a lot of possibilities.

"Blair, what's it like being big?" I looked up at her. "I mean, not tall. But gigantic?"

Blair was taken by surprise, but with a friendly smile, she answered. "In one word, I'd say 'powerful'. I always felt powerful being the biggest in the room. But having tiny you in my hand made me understand the true meaning of the power. Its intoxicating. I literally had your life in my hand. And I got crazy because of it."

"Power corrupts," I whispered, my loins burning as I heard her talk. "Do still have that video you of me... The first day you shrunk me?"

She smiled in response, lifting me up and stood. Draping me onto her hips as she rummaged a bag for her phone. With a smirk she walked to the coach, sat down and placed me on her leg.

My face burned red. My loins quivered as it made contact with her powerful thigh. With shame, I pushed myself onto it.

"Here you go," Blair handed me her phone. Her knowing smile beamed as she pulled me into her breasts, letting my crotch do its work.

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Blair

I giggled as Daisy watched the video. She was so enthralled, getting extremely worked up.

Her thigh were on either side of my right leg, squeezing onto it as she slowly ground her crotch onto me. Leaving a small snail trail.

I decided to tease her. Snaking my hand between her legs, tracing long fingers on her navel then down her nether.

"Ahhh," she moaned.

Her free hand pulled mine onto her chest, encouraging me to play with her modest breasts.

"Haaaa," she gasped as I pinched her pink nipple, my other hand glazing her sopping nether lips at the same time. Her moans grew as I traced circled around her clit.

She had reached the "adult portion" of the video. With a smirk, I timed my kiss in tempo with the scene. Making her feel what she watched.

"Ahhh!"

The sound was music to my ear, encouraging me to continue. I leaned into the couch, letting her fall into me. Head sandwiched between my breasts, as my arms snaked under her small legs. Pulled them towards us. Her feet in the air, and crotch blooming like a pink flower. Unguarded and eager to be picked on.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" She moaned as my free hand started its assault.

I bit her ear while plunging my fingers in tempo with the video. She had a cute cunt, smallest I've ever had. Only capable in taking my middle and pointer finger up to its second knuckle. And she was filled up!

With such a tiny pussy, it was easy for me to navigate. Just by curling my fingers up, I hit her roof. Causing her to quiver. At the tips of my middle finger, I felt her cervix. With my pointer on her G-spot, I pressed them at the same time, causing she to scream.

All the while, her eyes were glued onto my phone. Watching the scent built up to the grand finale. I timed it just right before doubling my efforts. Biting her neck, squeezing her swollen nobs and expertly fingering her pussy to oblivion. In perfect sync, she came like a storm.

"Wow..." she sprawled on top of me as I let go of her legs and still quivering pussy. "That was something..."

"You must have really enjoyed that." I smiled, knowing she got off from the abusive video. Like a real masochist. "You drenched my den."

She blushed shyly as I licked her juice of my finger.

"Its alright," I kissed the top of her head. "It was cute."

"I cant believe how powerless I was." Daisy said. "I mean, of course I knew how powerless I was. I lived it. But seeing it from your perspective... Wow!"

"Its different being the big girl."

"I bet," Daisy giggled. "WAIT!"

Daisy twirled, sitting on my stomach, locking her eyes on mine. I could feel her wet crotch smear all over my belly. I loved it.

"You remember when you said you'd do anything for me. To show that you were really sorry," Eyes gleamed with excitement as she bit her lower lip.

"Yes," I smiled back.

"You will seriously do anything I ask?"

"If its possible."

"It is."

"Alright..." I pushed a stray strand of golden hair from her face. "What is it?"

I saw the biggest smile on Daisy, as she squealed with excitement. Captivating me with her genuine happiness. "Blair."

She leaned onto me.

"I want to shrink you."