Megan was not a bad looking young woman. On the contrary really. She was quite beautiful, and most men would find her attractive. She stood at 6’3 with jet black hair that went down to just past her shoulders. Her eyes were blue, and she had the cutest noise and a smile that would light up the darkest room. She was also quite muscular.

            Megan loved working out. She had ever since she was fourteen. So, though she weighed about 170 pounds or so most of it was just pure muscle mass. However, she wasn’t overly muscular. It was just enough to be intimidating but not unattractive for most men. Her skin was the color of milk chocolate and looking up at her now from his new perspective he couldn’t help but piss himself.

            The warm liquid ran down his leg. He was embarrassed. He was scared and he began to cry. Tears ran down his face as he clenched his fists. Refusing to wipe them away. He didn’t want her to see him in such a state. He didn’t want her to feel like she was in control, though clearly, she was. He wanted to project strength. Hoping that she would get bored.

            He knew he was idiot for even thinking of such a thing. In truth she had him just where she wanted him. In her complete and utter control. He had to fight the urge to collapse on himself next. Though his legs felt more like Jello by the second he refused to give in to them. He watched as she bent down. Squatting so she was more on his level. At least as much on his level as she could get at that moment.

            “Wow,” She said,” As she looked at him.

            Her eyes widening and that smile beginning to form on her face.

            “Let me go,” He yelled at her.

            She chuckled, “I can see your mouth moving but I can’t hear you. You are just too small. Just the cutest little thing.”

            His heart sank once more. What did he expect? That she would be able to hear him? At his current size? That was wishful thinking to say the least.

            “However,” She continued, “If you are good for me, now that the effects have started kicking in, we can alter your size in the future.”

            It was his turn to smile now as hope returned. There was a chance for him to return to normal size. All he had to do was play his cards right it seemed.

            “Now before you start fantasizing Daniel just know that you will never be full size again. It doesn’t work that way. You can however become the size of a green army man, a barbie doll, or even a dildo. The tallest you can ever hope to become now is twelve inches.”

            His smile faded. His heart about leapt of his mouth as she used the word dildo. It was at this moment he couldn’t help but collapse onto his knees as he stared at the ground. The feeling of throwing up fast returning.

            “Can you believe it though,” She exclaimed happily, “It’s night one of our brand-new lives together and look what I got to mark the occasion.”

            He looked up slowly to see her gigantic hand outstretched before her but still far enough back that it wasn’t over the desk quite yet. His eyes about popped out of his head as he saw the wedding ring placed on her ring finger.

            “I know. I know. It’s probably not one that you would have bought for me, but I just saw it and fell in love. I knew you would understand. You always do.”

            “Are you fucking insane,” He couldn’t help but yell up at her.

            He knew she wouldn’t be able to hear him, but it didn’t matter. He had to get it off his chest anyway.

            “I know that this must be a lot for you. So, I am going to give you some time to process. When I come back you better be ready Daniel. Your wife is eager to consummate her marriage to the man she loves.”