Pint-Sized Architect
WWE Shrink Ray
chapter 29
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Seth sighed with relief as he felt himself grow. He had absolutely hated being so tiny compared to his monolithic girlfriend. She'd had her fun with him, and now thankfully she'd seen how much he'd loathed the entire experience. She was doing the right thing and finally growing him back to normal size.
Unfortunately for Seth, Becky wasn't doing anything of the sort. She was growing him yes, but only to a certain extent.
"What the-" Seth widened his eyes in confusion as he felt himself stop, yet didn't find himself renewed back to his normal size. No, he was just about eye level with his girlfriend's crotch. He raised his head until he was staring at Becky's grinning face. His heart sank with the realisation. She never intended to grow him back to normal. He was going to be her plaything forever.
"I gotta admit, you were getting kinda boring being so small," Becky idly checked her nails as though nothing was wrong at all in this situation. "I had to be extra careful I didn't squish you to death. But now?" She dropped to her knees to look Seth in the eyes. A playful smile split her lips, a smile that Seth didn't like one bit. "Now I can be harder on you."
Before he could open his mouth for a retort, Becky grabbed hold of Seth underneath his armpits, picking him up as she stood back up. She placed him sitting upright on the couch, before placing her hand on her hips as she thought of what to do next. Her mind was racing with ideas. So many possibilities!
She chuckled at the sight of her small boyfriend, looking so helpless on the comparatively large couch. "And you're so cute!" She leaned forward and shook his cheeks, causing Seth to look away with a huff. "You're about the size of an Irish pint," she joked, laughing harder at her own joke than anybody should.
As he looked around, Seth estimated he must be somewhere between two and three feet tall. At least now he was big enough to put up some sort of resistance. He was no fool though. He knew Becky still held the power in their relationship. As he looked back up at his girlfriend, he was surprised to find himself looking at her back instead of her front.
"Uhh Becky? What are you doing?"
"Well as you know Seth, being a wrestler brings all kinds of back aches and pains. And you're the perfect size to act as my backrest."
"Becky no!"
Becky giggled as she sat down, ignoring her boyfriends plea to stop. She plopped her ass down to cover Seth's legs, earning a groan of pain.
Seth always thought Becky had a nice butt, of ample size. But now with these size differences? It was big, and it was heavy, feeling like the large cheeks were crushing his legs beyond recognition. He groaned even further as Becky scooted back, until her rear was resting in his crotch.
"Please Becky, get off--mhhhmmm," Seth tried to beg before Becky leaned backwards, smushing Seth's face into her muscled back, pushing him into the back of the couch.
"Ahh," Becky sighed as she felt the vibrations of her boyfriend continue to muffle into her flesh. "You see Seth, now you really are part of the furniture." Becky roared with laughter at her own joke as she picked up the remote and turned on the TV. She wiggled herself to get comfy, earning more muffled groans from her imprisoned boyfriend. Seth wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
What happens next?
Unfortunately for Seth, Becky wasn't doing anything of the sort. She was growing him yes, but only to a certain extent.
"What the-" Seth widened his eyes in confusion as he felt himself stop, yet didn't find himself renewed back to his normal size. No, he was just about eye level with his girlfriend's crotch. He raised his head until he was staring at Becky's grinning face. His heart sank with the realisation. She never intended to grow him back to normal. He was going to be her plaything forever.
"I gotta admit, you were getting kinda boring being so small," Becky idly checked her nails as though nothing was wrong at all in this situation. "I had to be extra careful I didn't squish you to death. But now?" She dropped to her knees to look Seth in the eyes. A playful smile split her lips, a smile that Seth didn't like one bit. "Now I can be harder on you."
Before he could open his mouth for a retort, Becky grabbed hold of Seth underneath his armpits, picking him up as she stood back up. She placed him sitting upright on the couch, before placing her hand on her hips as she thought of what to do next. Her mind was racing with ideas. So many possibilities!
She chuckled at the sight of her small boyfriend, looking so helpless on the comparatively large couch. "And you're so cute!" She leaned forward and shook his cheeks, causing Seth to look away with a huff. "You're about the size of an Irish pint," she joked, laughing harder at her own joke than anybody should.
As he looked around, Seth estimated he must be somewhere between two and three feet tall. At least now he was big enough to put up some sort of resistance. He was no fool though. He knew Becky still held the power in their relationship. As he looked back up at his girlfriend, he was surprised to find himself looking at her back instead of her front.
"Uhh Becky? What are you doing?"
"Well as you know Seth, being a wrestler brings all kinds of back aches and pains. And you're the perfect size to act as my backrest."
"Becky no!"
Becky giggled as she sat down, ignoring her boyfriends plea to stop. She plopped her ass down to cover Seth's legs, earning a groan of pain.
Seth always thought Becky had a nice butt, of ample size. But now with these size differences? It was big, and it was heavy, feeling like the large cheeks were crushing his legs beyond recognition. He groaned even further as Becky scooted back, until her rear was resting in his crotch.
"Please Becky, get off--mhhhmmm," Seth tried to beg before Becky leaned backwards, smushing Seth's face into her muscled back, pushing him into the back of the couch.
"Ahh," Becky sighed as she felt the vibrations of her boyfriend continue to muffle into her flesh. "You see Seth, now you really are part of the furniture." Becky roared with laughter at her own joke as she picked up the remote and turned on the TV. She wiggled herself to get comfy, earning more muffled groans from her imprisoned boyfriend. Seth wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
What happens next?
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