Stacey's new boy toy
Shrinking in excitement
chapter 7
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copier
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tramplefantasy
“Wow, this one looks super realistic!” You recognize the voice: it’s Stacey. Her hand is smooth but her handling is kind of awkward, pulling you from the pile of dolls by your arm with some force. You have to force a half-smile, seeing that the other creepy dolls are sporting it as well. Stacey turns you around and looks you straight in the eye. You try to keep a blank expression on your face, but your eyes keep flickering towards her bright blue eyes and her full, now giant lips. Just picturing those huge lips around your… No! No, no, you have to stay focused. You realize with horror that you have to stay as aroused as you are now, lest you grow back to your normal size and freak out the entire class… but at the same time, thinking about kinky stuff will make you shrink even more and Stacey will notice something’s wrong.
Her eyes wander towards your junk and focus on your hard cock. You see her tongue subconsciously dart across her lips, her mouth twist into a naughty smile and you prepare for the inevitable revelation – “OK class, pay attention please. You too, Stacey.” Ms. Rogers’ soft but stern voice makes the cheerleader temporarily forget about her intentions. “You will notice that some dolls have an erect penis and others a flaccid one. An erect penis means the male is aroused…” Tell me about it. “… and ready for penetration. After ejaculation, it usually returns to its flaccid state again.” That’s something you actually don’t want right now. Stacey starts to check out your dick again, but this time, she’s more curious than before. She flicks it, gently the first time and then harder a couple more times. It hurts, but you can also feel yourself getting harder as she does it. Suddenly, you notice that you are slipping from Stacey’s grip, getting even smaller. Frantically, you search your mind for grandmas and picnics and genocide, anything to get your mind off the hottie casually playing with your cock. You manage to get back to your previous size, but it’s too late, Stacey noticed something weird. “Hee, this one’s all stretchy and rubbery,” she whispers to the girlfriend standing next to her. She starts pulling on your leg while holding your torso, and when that doesn’t work she switches to your manhood again, but to her disappointment, nothing interesting happens this time. A lone tear escapes your eye, unnoticed by the giants around you.
You begin to think this nightmare will never end when you see Stacey lean near your ear and whisper: “Hmm, I think I’m gonna take you home with me, little guy. I’ve always wanted a boy-toy to play with.” She winks at you, sneaks a peek at Ms. Rogers and inconspicuously swipes you off the desk, into her bag on the floor. You land among books and pens and make-up accessories, catching a glimpse of Stacey’s panties under her short skirt, just before she closes the bag and all goes dark. At least you have something to think about.
Her eyes wander towards your junk and focus on your hard cock. You see her tongue subconsciously dart across her lips, her mouth twist into a naughty smile and you prepare for the inevitable revelation – “OK class, pay attention please. You too, Stacey.” Ms. Rogers’ soft but stern voice makes the cheerleader temporarily forget about her intentions. “You will notice that some dolls have an erect penis and others a flaccid one. An erect penis means the male is aroused…” Tell me about it. “… and ready for penetration. After ejaculation, it usually returns to its flaccid state again.” That’s something you actually don’t want right now. Stacey starts to check out your dick again, but this time, she’s more curious than before. She flicks it, gently the first time and then harder a couple more times. It hurts, but you can also feel yourself getting harder as she does it. Suddenly, you notice that you are slipping from Stacey’s grip, getting even smaller. Frantically, you search your mind for grandmas and picnics and genocide, anything to get your mind off the hottie casually playing with your cock. You manage to get back to your previous size, but it’s too late, Stacey noticed something weird. “Hee, this one’s all stretchy and rubbery,” she whispers to the girlfriend standing next to her. She starts pulling on your leg while holding your torso, and when that doesn’t work she switches to your manhood again, but to her disappointment, nothing interesting happens this time. A lone tear escapes your eye, unnoticed by the giants around you.
You begin to think this nightmare will never end when you see Stacey lean near your ear and whisper: “Hmm, I think I’m gonna take you home with me, little guy. I’ve always wanted a boy-toy to play with.” She winks at you, sneaks a peek at Ms. Rogers and inconspicuously swipes you off the desk, into her bag on the floor. You land among books and pens and make-up accessories, catching a glimpse of Stacey’s panties under her short skirt, just before she closes the bag and all goes dark. At least you have something to think about.
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