She’s Shrunk!
Family's New Shrink Ray
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
tpdbeech
Julianna’s world went blank. Her head felt empty and fuzzy like television static. Her hand was slowly drifting down the door despite being able to reach the handle moments earlier...
Her eyes were blurred as structures around her seemed to stretch and grow towards the sky. Her well-wel fitting clothes dropped from her body, landing on the floor in a heap, her slender form tumbled and dropped in a chasm of fabric, her vision getting bashed around as she falls. She finally rests on something warm and soft, her breathing is harsh as she feels a cool chill over her naked form.
Steve leaned back in his chair, confident in his shot. His thumb absently flicked at the size settings under the desk during their talk. He figures that Julianna had shrunk to somewhere between 1-2 inches. Small enough to play with, big enough to keep track of and not lose.
Rising from his chair, Steve took slow, deliberate-steps. He was a predator, hunting for prey... Kneeling at the pile of clothes, Steve haphazardly rifled through them, caressing each item, especially the bra and moist panties. On closer inspection of Julianna’s neon pink panties, he’d found the prize, an incapacitated Julianna. “Poor thing.” Steve muttered. “The shock of shrinkage.” He caresses her form with a pudgy finger, taking joy from prodding her breasts.
“Your mass has stayed intact.” Steve noted, inspecting the morsel of a creature in his fingertips. Closing his hand into a soft fist, Steve stands, with a decision to make...
Her eyes were blurred as structures around her seemed to stretch and grow towards the sky. Her well-wel fitting clothes dropped from her body, landing on the floor in a heap, her slender form tumbled and dropped in a chasm of fabric, her vision getting bashed around as she falls. She finally rests on something warm and soft, her breathing is harsh as she feels a cool chill over her naked form.
Steve leaned back in his chair, confident in his shot. His thumb absently flicked at the size settings under the desk during their talk. He figures that Julianna had shrunk to somewhere between 1-2 inches. Small enough to play with, big enough to keep track of and not lose.
Rising from his chair, Steve took slow, deliberate-steps. He was a predator, hunting for prey... Kneeling at the pile of clothes, Steve haphazardly rifled through them, caressing each item, especially the bra and moist panties. On closer inspection of Julianna’s neon pink panties, he’d found the prize, an incapacitated Julianna. “Poor thing.” Steve muttered. “The shock of shrinkage.” He caresses her form with a pudgy finger, taking joy from prodding her breasts.
“Your mass has stayed intact.” Steve noted, inspecting the morsel of a creature in his fingertips. Closing his hand into a soft fist, Steve stands, with a decision to make...
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