Lyra and Emily walked ahead of you on their way to the clothing store you had escaped from earlier. Emily continued to fart and giggle as she glanced at you shrinking behind her. Luckily her gas seemed to die down from its God-like level and by tactically holding your breath you managed to only lose a few inches. You considered trying to escape again, being near these women terrified you but you knew running was hopeless. Lyra might as well be a goddess, and Emily would be more than happy to torment you if given the chance.
"Here we are," Lyra said as the group approached the shop.
"Really? This is where he took you?" Emily asked with a scoff.
"Jen and Lillian shop here all the time," you said defensively.
"Uh yeah, I'm sure they do Blaise but this is a goddess," Emily said gesturing to Lyra. "We need a place with a bit more class."
"Let's see," Lyra said as she put a hand on Emily's head. "Think of that shop of yours," Lyra said as Emily closed her eyes. In the blink of an eye, the three of you appeared in the center of an empty high-end clothing store. A quick look at the price of one of the items sent a shiver down your spine, this place was crazy expensive.
"This is where you get clothes fit for a queen," Emily said confidently.
"How about the two of you get to work and find me some decent clothes," Lyra said.
"Both of us?" You asked hesitantly.
"Make sure he doesn't run," Lyra said coldly
"Will do," Emily said with a devilish grin, "and we'll be sure to get you looking great."
"Don't disappoint," Lyra said menacingly as she walked off to the changing rooms. You panicked as Emily excitedly looked around. All the clothes here were revealing and expensive.
"Omg, Blaise wouldn't she look hot in this?" Emily asked as she showed you a ridiculously skimpy black g-sting. You shuddered as you thought about what Lyra did the last time you brought her a skimpy thong, then you thought about Emily getting a taste of her own medicine.
"Yeah, you should bring it to her," you said.
"Maybe, but let's see our options first," she said happily. "Hey, do you smell that?"
"Smell what?" You asked taking a whiff of the air only to be hit with the smell of rotting broccoli and shrink a few more inches. "You bitch."
"Hahaha, I can't believe you fell for that," Emily said in a fit of laughter, now three inches taller than you. "Don't be so mad, we're on the same side now, I doubt Lyra will let me torture you forever, but since we're talking... do you think you could tell me where your friend Jeff lives?"
"Shut up and look for clothes, the sooner we get this over with the better," you said sternly.
"Damn, lighten up will you? All I did was shrink you down a few inches."
"You stuck me up your ass!"
"Yeah, and you got out right?" She replied brushing it off as if nothing happened. "You're free to go back tho," she added with a smirk.
"Hell no," you said staring daggers at her.
"Blaise, that is no way to talk to an acolyte of your goddess, especially one that can turn you microscopic."
"She'll do the same stuff to you when you upset her."
"Yeah, I know," Emily said rolling her eyes.
"Then you know you messed up, she's just waiting for an excuse to strike."
"Right," Emily said with a scoff, "Look Blaise, I don't know how you came across her but she is here to stay. You can't put a genie back in the bottle so you might as well make the most of it, I already got my wish," Emily said smacking her butt. "Besides, I don't mess up," she said as she walked up to you and covered your mouth and nose with her hand. A single breath was all it took to realize what happened, she smacked her ass as a distraction as she farted on her hand. You tried holding your breath but it was too late, you shrank another 4 inches. "Aww, you are so cute when you're disgusted, I see why Veronica likes you."
"Stop, this is serious, she's going to get impatient," you said gesturing to the changing rooms.
"A-and there it goes, maybe there's a reason you don't have a girlfriend," Emily said as she started looking for more clothes right next to you. You sighed, Emily wasn't your friend and you felt she deserved what was coming to her. "Ooh look at these," Emily said holding up a red pair of panties with broken lace hearts sewn in.
"Their too small," you said taking one look at the undergarment. It would be impossible for Lyra to put them on.
"Pretty sure it doesn't matter when it comes to magic," Emily said "What about this one?" She asked holding up a pink thong that would be impossible to see on Lyra's ass.
"We should probably look for actual clothes."
"Panties are just as important," Emily replied as a pair of purple panties fell to the ground. "Grab that I'm busy," she said as she continued looking through the undergarments.
"You're just going to fart when I go to grab them."
"Aww, your learning," Emily said as she let lose a massive fart that reeked of cabbage. You lost 5 inches as you struggled to hold your breath through the 20-second release. You were now a full foot shorter than her, she laughed as she wiggled her hips. "Now grab it," she said with a smirk.
"No, fuck off," you said as you started walking away only for her to grab you by the wrist. She pulled you close to her and let out another long fart, shrinking you down another 3 inches.
"Grab it," she repeated, letting go of your wrist as a gurgling noise could be heard from her gut. You reluctantly bent down to reach the panties, only for Emily to grab you by your head, shove her ass in your face and fart again. You struggled to fight back as you shrunk 10 inches from the direct hit. "A couple more of those and you'll be back in my ass where you belong," she said as she forced another fart, shrinking you another 15 inches. You kept struggling to escape her grip, finally breaking free just as she let lose another long fart shrinking you down another 8 inches. You were now standing at 2 feet tall. "How cute, you look like a child," Emily said as you stumbled backward, away from her.
"What the fuck?" You asked not really wondering her motive.
"I don't need you, Blaise, I can find cute clothes on my own, but it's fun to mess with you," she replied as she looked through the undergarments again. "This is the one, it even matches this bra," Emily said as she held up a pair of small black panties with horizontal white stripes and a matching sports bra.
"It's too small," you said weekly.
"Did I ask you?" Emily said as she let out another fart and you lost 3 inches. "You better be careful or you're going to be part of the panties."
"You're right it's perfect," you said not wanting to get on her bad side if this was how she treated 'allies'.
"Let's find her some shorts," Emily said grabbing you by your wrist and walking with you like you were a child. There was nobody in the store but you couldn't help but look embarrassed as you walked with her. She farted again with a large sigh as the two of you reached your destination. You coughed on the fumes of her release as you shrank another 3 inches. "It obviously works better if your closer," Emily observed squatting her fat ass directly on your face before you could respond and releasing another fart. Maybe her gas wasn't dying down after all if she was this gassy. You screamed from under her butt as you shrank 12 inches, putting you at a diminutive 6 inches tall. "Too bad your screaming doesn't provide the same kick as before," she said seeming legitimately disappointed. She stood up and started looking through the shorts, ignoring you as her feet knocked you on your back.
"Could you set me on the table?" You asked.
"So you want to be closer to my butt?" Emily asked turning to look down at you with a playful smile.
"Nevermind, I'll just stay on the floor," you said shivering in fear.
"We could skip the table and just put you back in my pants," she said as she pulled back and snapped the back of her waistband.
"No thanks, I'm just going to head to the dressing room," you said standing up to walk away.
"Wait," Emily said reaching out her hand. You stopped and looked up at her, against your better judgment. "Look how cute these shorts are," Emily said as she held up a pair of dark blue denim shorts, the sides were riddled with holes.
"Why all the holes?"
"It's eye-catching," Emily replied, "I think she'll like them, let's go," she said as she reached down and grabbed you.
"Please don't-"
"Nope," Emily said as she pulled back on the waistband of her thong and leggings and stuffed you back in her ass. As her waistband snapped back to form, Emily let loose a fart with your face right in the path of the blast. You coughed on the ripe blast as you shrank down 3 inches. You thrashed around in a futile attempt to escape her ass. "Welcome back Blaise, my booty missed you, you should go say hi to my butthole again," she said releasing another fart, shrinking you 2 inches. You were now an inch tall, you felt her finger press against you as you were pushed straight towards her sphincter. You struggled to move in an attempt to break free, much to her amusement. Emily walked to the dressing rooms with a cute outfit in hand and a huge smile on her face. Lyra was there waiting for her, arms crossed. "Am I correct in assuming Blaise is up your ass again?" Lyra asked.
"Yep," Emily replied Happily handing Lyra the outfit she chose for her.
"Here we are," Lyra said as the group approached the shop.
"Really? This is where he took you?" Emily asked with a scoff.
"Jen and Lillian shop here all the time," you said defensively.
"Uh yeah, I'm sure they do Blaise but this is a goddess," Emily said gesturing to Lyra. "We need a place with a bit more class."
"Let's see," Lyra said as she put a hand on Emily's head. "Think of that shop of yours," Lyra said as Emily closed her eyes. In the blink of an eye, the three of you appeared in the center of an empty high-end clothing store. A quick look at the price of one of the items sent a shiver down your spine, this place was crazy expensive.
"This is where you get clothes fit for a queen," Emily said confidently.
"How about the two of you get to work and find me some decent clothes," Lyra said.
"Both of us?" You asked hesitantly.
"Make sure he doesn't run," Lyra said coldly
"Will do," Emily said with a devilish grin, "and we'll be sure to get you looking great."
"Don't disappoint," Lyra said menacingly as she walked off to the changing rooms. You panicked as Emily excitedly looked around. All the clothes here were revealing and expensive.
"Omg, Blaise wouldn't she look hot in this?" Emily asked as she showed you a ridiculously skimpy black g-sting. You shuddered as you thought about what Lyra did the last time you brought her a skimpy thong, then you thought about Emily getting a taste of her own medicine.
"Yeah, you should bring it to her," you said.
"Maybe, but let's see our options first," she said happily. "Hey, do you smell that?"
"Smell what?" You asked taking a whiff of the air only to be hit with the smell of rotting broccoli and shrink a few more inches. "You bitch."
"Hahaha, I can't believe you fell for that," Emily said in a fit of laughter, now three inches taller than you. "Don't be so mad, we're on the same side now, I doubt Lyra will let me torture you forever, but since we're talking... do you think you could tell me where your friend Jeff lives?"
"Shut up and look for clothes, the sooner we get this over with the better," you said sternly.
"Damn, lighten up will you? All I did was shrink you down a few inches."
"You stuck me up your ass!"
"Yeah, and you got out right?" She replied brushing it off as if nothing happened. "You're free to go back tho," she added with a smirk.
"Hell no," you said staring daggers at her.
"Blaise, that is no way to talk to an acolyte of your goddess, especially one that can turn you microscopic."
"She'll do the same stuff to you when you upset her."
"Yeah, I know," Emily said rolling her eyes.
"Then you know you messed up, she's just waiting for an excuse to strike."
"Right," Emily said with a scoff, "Look Blaise, I don't know how you came across her but she is here to stay. You can't put a genie back in the bottle so you might as well make the most of it, I already got my wish," Emily said smacking her butt. "Besides, I don't mess up," she said as she walked up to you and covered your mouth and nose with her hand. A single breath was all it took to realize what happened, she smacked her ass as a distraction as she farted on her hand. You tried holding your breath but it was too late, you shrank another 4 inches. "Aww, you are so cute when you're disgusted, I see why Veronica likes you."
"Stop, this is serious, she's going to get impatient," you said gesturing to the changing rooms.
"A-and there it goes, maybe there's a reason you don't have a girlfriend," Emily said as she started looking for more clothes right next to you. You sighed, Emily wasn't your friend and you felt she deserved what was coming to her. "Ooh look at these," Emily said holding up a red pair of panties with broken lace hearts sewn in.
"Their too small," you said taking one look at the undergarment. It would be impossible for Lyra to put them on.
"Pretty sure it doesn't matter when it comes to magic," Emily said "What about this one?" She asked holding up a pink thong that would be impossible to see on Lyra's ass.
"We should probably look for actual clothes."
"Panties are just as important," Emily replied as a pair of purple panties fell to the ground. "Grab that I'm busy," she said as she continued looking through the undergarments.
"You're just going to fart when I go to grab them."
"Aww, your learning," Emily said as she let lose a massive fart that reeked of cabbage. You lost 5 inches as you struggled to hold your breath through the 20-second release. You were now a full foot shorter than her, she laughed as she wiggled her hips. "Now grab it," she said with a smirk.
"No, fuck off," you said as you started walking away only for her to grab you by the wrist. She pulled you close to her and let out another long fart, shrinking you down another 3 inches.
"Grab it," she repeated, letting go of your wrist as a gurgling noise could be heard from her gut. You reluctantly bent down to reach the panties, only for Emily to grab you by your head, shove her ass in your face and fart again. You struggled to fight back as you shrunk 10 inches from the direct hit. "A couple more of those and you'll be back in my ass where you belong," she said as she forced another fart, shrinking you another 15 inches. You kept struggling to escape her grip, finally breaking free just as she let lose another long fart shrinking you down another 8 inches. You were now standing at 2 feet tall. "How cute, you look like a child," Emily said as you stumbled backward, away from her.
"What the fuck?" You asked not really wondering her motive.
"I don't need you, Blaise, I can find cute clothes on my own, but it's fun to mess with you," she replied as she looked through the undergarments again. "This is the one, it even matches this bra," Emily said as she held up a pair of small black panties with horizontal white stripes and a matching sports bra.
"It's too small," you said weekly.
"Did I ask you?" Emily said as she let out another fart and you lost 3 inches. "You better be careful or you're going to be part of the panties."
"You're right it's perfect," you said not wanting to get on her bad side if this was how she treated 'allies'.
"Let's find her some shorts," Emily said grabbing you by your wrist and walking with you like you were a child. There was nobody in the store but you couldn't help but look embarrassed as you walked with her. She farted again with a large sigh as the two of you reached your destination. You coughed on the fumes of her release as you shrank another 3 inches. "It obviously works better if your closer," Emily observed squatting her fat ass directly on your face before you could respond and releasing another fart. Maybe her gas wasn't dying down after all if she was this gassy. You screamed from under her butt as you shrank 12 inches, putting you at a diminutive 6 inches tall. "Too bad your screaming doesn't provide the same kick as before," she said seeming legitimately disappointed. She stood up and started looking through the shorts, ignoring you as her feet knocked you on your back.
"Could you set me on the table?" You asked.
"So you want to be closer to my butt?" Emily asked turning to look down at you with a playful smile.
"Nevermind, I'll just stay on the floor," you said shivering in fear.
"We could skip the table and just put you back in my pants," she said as she pulled back and snapped the back of her waistband.
"No thanks, I'm just going to head to the dressing room," you said standing up to walk away.
"Wait," Emily said reaching out her hand. You stopped and looked up at her, against your better judgment. "Look how cute these shorts are," Emily said as she held up a pair of dark blue denim shorts, the sides were riddled with holes.
"Why all the holes?"
"It's eye-catching," Emily replied, "I think she'll like them, let's go," she said as she reached down and grabbed you.
"Please don't-"
"Nope," Emily said as she pulled back on the waistband of her thong and leggings and stuffed you back in her ass. As her waistband snapped back to form, Emily let loose a fart with your face right in the path of the blast. You coughed on the ripe blast as you shrank down 3 inches. You thrashed around in a futile attempt to escape her ass. "Welcome back Blaise, my booty missed you, you should go say hi to my butthole again," she said releasing another fart, shrinking you 2 inches. You were now an inch tall, you felt her finger press against you as you were pushed straight towards her sphincter. You struggled to move in an attempt to break free, much to her amusement. Emily walked to the dressing rooms with a cute outfit in hand and a huge smile on her face. Lyra was there waiting for her, arms crossed. "Am I correct in assuming Blaise is up your ass again?" Lyra asked.
"Yep," Emily replied Happily handing Lyra the outfit she chose for her.
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