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The sun shone brightly through the window of Martha's bedroom as the three teenagers lounged on her queen-sized bed. Murray, Martha's boyfriend, lay on his stomach, his puffy brown hair tickling the back of his neck. Martha herself, with her long curly blonde hair, sprawled across the bed in a carefree manner, one hand lazily scratching at her thick thighs. Jess, the second girl in the group, lay on her back with her long straight brown hair fanned out across the pillow, one hand absentmindedly twirling a lock of it around her index finger. Her breasts were massive, far bigger than Martha's and they seemed to defy gravity as they ballooned out above her chest.
Martha: "So, Jess, why don't you tell us more about this guy you've been seeing?" she asked, arching an eyebrow as she glanced over at her friend. Jess blushed and ducked her head, but didn't respond immediately.
Jess: "Oh, um... it didn't go too well. We split a couple days ago. I'm quite happy about it though, he was a bit of a dick. Now I can spend more time with you and Murray."
Martha: "Well, that's too bad. But hey, at least you've got us," she smiled warmly before turning her attention back to Murray. "And speaking of us, I'm not sure what I'm going to do with you, Murray. You've been such a good boy lately. I don't want to punish you too harshly..." Her voice trailed off, leaving him wondering what she had in store.
Murray: "I'll leave you to decide that my love." I said clearly enjoying the company of both girls.
Martha: "Oh, you're such a flirt. I think I've decided, though. It's time for a game." She reached over to her nightstand and pulled out a small vial, filled with a glowing green liquid. "I want you to drink this, Murray. It's a shrinking potion. You'll be tiny for the rest of the day." Her voice was playful, but there was a hint of dominance beneath it.
Murray: "And what do I get out fo it? Why should i go small for you both?" I say with a curiosity in my voice.
Martha: "Well, little one, you'll get to see what it's like to be at our level. And who knows, maybe if you're good, we'll let you crawl between us later and explore our bodies. Deal?" She held out the vial, the glowing liquid sloshing ever so slightly inside.
Murray: "And how tall is this thing gonna make me exactly?" I say, getting more curious as Martha speaks.
Jess: "Oh, come on, don't be such a tease, Martha. Just tell him how tall he's gonna be." Jess rolled her eyes, amused by Martha's games.
Martha: "Well, I don't know exactly. It's been a while since I've used this potion. Maybe three or four inches tall, give or take." Martha shrugged, grinning at the look of surprise on Murray's face. "But don't worry, you'll still be able to see just fine, and hear us just fine, too. And feel, of course..." She winked, her voice taking on a seductive tone.
Murray: "Well I dunno... what exactly am I gonna get to 'feel'?" I say, becoming even more curious.
Martha and Jess: Both girls laughed, the sound filling the room. Martha shook her head, her long brown hair falling across her shoulder. "Oh, Murray, you're such a little tease yourself. You'll just have to wait and see what we have in store for you. Now, are you ready to feel tiny?" She held out the vial, her fingers just within reach of his.
Murray: "Ok fine. Only because I love you though." I reach and and grab the vial from her hand, before chugging the entire thing.
Martha and Jess: As Murray downed the potion, their eyes widened in surprise. "Well, aren't you a fast little thing," Martha teased. "Alright, here we go..." She leaned forward, her breath warm against his ear. "You're getting smaller, Murray. You're getting smaller..." Her voice was hypnotic, almost mesmerizing, as if she were casting a spell over him.
Jess: Jess couldn't help but grin as she watched her friend shrink before her eyes. She leaned forward, too, moving closer to Murray as he shrank, and whispered into his other ear, "And don't forget, little one, I want you to explore me, too. We've both got lots of fun places for you to touch and taste..." Her voice was sultry, her breath warm against his earlobe.
Martha: As Jess continued to whisper in his ear, Martha watched as Murray began to shrink. His clothes seemed to grow larger around him, and his features blurred into a miniature version of their former selves. His skin turned a delicate shade of pink, and his hair floated around his tiny head like a halo.
Murray: "Woah this feels strange." I compliment as I continue to shrink. After about 30 seconds I've shrunk 6 inches, just now reaching Martha's height. "Hi baby. I'm as tall as you now, but not for long." I say happily as I continue to shrink.
Martha: "Oh, Murray," Martha laughed, her hand reaching down to cup his tiny face. "You have no idea how much smaller you're going to get." She leaned down, her lips brushing against his as she whispered, "Just think, soon you'll be so small you can fit in my palm, and I can take you anywhere I want..." Her voice trailed off, a wicked grin playing at the corners of her lips.Murray: As I shrink a bit more a reach Jess' head. "Hi Jess"
Jess: "Hello, little one," Jess cooed, her fingers brushing through his hair as he reached her head. "You're looking absolutely adorable. Soon you'll be so tiny that you can explore every inch of my body, and I can't wait for you to see everything..." Her voice was soft and teasing, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Murray: After two whole minutes of shrinking I reach 2 feet tall, just now reaching Martha's hips. "Wow your hips look wayyy bigger at this size. They're gonan look even bigger when I'm done shrinking."
Martha: Martha giggled, her hips wiggling slightly as she felt Murray's tiny hands on them. "Oh, Murray, you have no idea..." She breathed deeply, savoring the sensation of his touch on her skin. "You're going to keep shrinking until you're just a tiny speck, and then you'll see just how big my hips really are..." Her voice trailed off, her eyes glazing over with desire.
Murray: Then I reach Jess' hips.
Jess: "Ahh, Murray," Jess purred, her hips arching into his touch as he reached her level. "You're doing so well, aren't you? I can't wait to see how much more you shrink... It's going to be amazing to have you exploring my body from every angle, isn't it?" She bit her bottom lip, her eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation. Her thighs were spread slightly, inviting him to explore further. "Go on, little one... see how much smaller you can get..."
Martha: As Murray continued to shrink, Martha's gaze drifted down to his chest, noting the way it rose and fell with each shallow breath. The tiny muscles working beneath his skin were an erotic sight, and she couldn't help but imagine how they would feel beneath her fingers. She leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear. "You know, Murray...you could always stay this size. You'd make a beautiful little husband for me..." Her voice was soft and husky, her words sending a shiver down his spine.
Murray: "Maybe I could. Depends how much I like this." I agree as I continue to shrink, now reachign half a foot tall. "Nearly there."
Martha: Martha's heart skipped a beat as she felt the warmth of Murray's breath against her ear. She shivered with delight, the thought of having him so close, so intimate. She reached down, her fingers cupping his tiny frame, lifting him gently until their eyes met. "You're doing so well, Murray," she breathed, her voice full of admiration. "I'm so proud of you... Soon, you'll be the smallest, most adorable thing I've ever seen."
Murray: Finally I reach my smallest size, 4 inches tall, and the shrinking stops. "I'm done." I say happily as I look up at the two girls stood what seem to be miles above me, not realising the situation I've gotten myself into.
Martha: Martha beams down at Murray, her face alight with delight. "You did it, little one! You're so cute!" She reaches out carefully, cupping her palm around him. She picks him up, bringing him to her shirt-covered chest, pressing his body against her own. Then, an alarm goes off. She looks down to see that it is her alarm for her school class. "Oh no, I've got to go to class." Her face falls in disappointment, but then she quickly regains her composure, thinking of an idea. "I know. I'll take you with me~"
Murray: "Really?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper as I feel the warmth of her body through my clothes. "I can come with you?"
Martha: Martha grins, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Of course, little Murray. You're my tiny boyfriend, after all. I wouldn't want to leave you behind." She takes a step back, bringing him up to eye level. "Now, let's find a way for you to hide until I'm done with class. We don't want anyone to see you, do we?" Her lips curve into a playful smile.
Murray: "'W-Wait... I can really come with you!" I blush, knowing how close I would be to her body. I can't help but be excited at the thought of being with her for the entire class. "Thank you, Martha. You're the best!"
Martha: Martha laughs, her hand cupping his tiny frame. "I know I am, aren't I? Now, let's find a hiding spot. How about in my bra, hm?" She winks, leaning down to offer her cleavage. "It's nice and warm, and you'll be nice and safe there."
Murray: "'Wait wait wait wait. One question. Don't you go to an only girls school?' I ask, panicking slightly at the thought of being found. "I mean, I'm sure it's safe, but what if someone checks...?"
Martha: Martha rolls her eyes, amused. "Oh, don't worry about that. No boys are allowed, and they're very strict about it. I've never seen anyone get in, even when I was a new student. You're perfectly safe with me, little one." She grins, lowering her chest to him. "Now, are you ready to snuggle up and get nice and warm?"
Murray: "I will. But surely, if no boy has ever gotten in, surely the other girls would try and take me if they saw me, because they've never been to school with a boy and all." My mind runs with the idea of being in a room, snuggled in my girlfriend's bra and being surrounded by other girls that are giants to me.
Martha: Martha giggles. "Oh, I'm sure they'd all want to see you, but they'd never touch you, sweetie. Besides, I'd protect you. You're mine, remember?" She lifts her chest higher, bringing him closer to her cleavage. "Come on, I'm going to count to three, and then I'm going to put you in there. One... two... three!" With a swift motion, she deposits him into the warmth of her bra, her soft breasts cushioning him from all sides. "There we go. Nice and safe, aren't you?" she whispers, her breath hot against his ear.
Murray: "'Mmm~ So warm~ Ok Let's go.' I say happily from inside Martha's bra." I snuggle into her soft bra, feeling the warmth of her body envelop me. The soft fabric of her shirt and bra press against my tiny body, making me feel even more protected and loved. I can't help but wonder what it would be like to be with her for the entire class. "Martha... I love you so much~"
Martha: Martha laughs softly, her breath tickling his ear. "I love you too, little one. Now, just stay put and be quiet, okay? We don't want anyone to find you." She stands up, making sure that his tiny form is well-hidden in her cleavage, and then heads off to class. As she walks, she keeps a hand on her chest, making sure that he doesn't fall out.
Narrator: At the end of class, Martha is about to remove Murray from her bra, but is approached by one of her best friends, Issey.
Issey: Issey beams at Martha, her bright red hair bouncing with every step. "Hey Martha! How you doing?" she asks, completely oblivious to Martha's now tiny boyfriend snuggled underneath her shirt, and further in underneath her bra, or at least that's where he should be. "You look great today, as always. Hey, want to grab lunch together after class?"
Martha: Martha blushes slightly, flattered by Issey's compliment. "Oh, thanks, Issey. I'd love to grab lunch with you, as usual." She glances down, making sure that nothing about her appearance has changed since last time they saw each other. "Is there something you wanted to talk about?" she asks, trying to sound casual.
Issey: Issey looks Martha in the eye, her gaze steady. "Actually, yeah. I wanted to ask about that boy you've been talking about. The one from your old school? You know, the one who moved away?"
Martha: Martha's face clouds over slightly. "Oh... you mean Murray?" She takes a deep breath, trying to decide how much to reveal to Issey. "Well, things between us have been... complicated lately. He's been acting kind of distant and I'm not sure why. I just hope he's okay." She shrugs, trying to sound nonchalant. "Anyway, enough about that. So, about lunch..."
Issey: "Okay, if you're sure you don't want to talk about it," Issey says, sounding a bit uncertain. "But I've been meaning to ask... you know he's really far away now, right? Like, he's not even in the same country?" Martha nods, but Issey can't help but feel like she's not being entirely truthful. "Well, if you ever want to talk about it, you know where to find me."
Martha: Martha thanks Issey, feeling a little relieved that she didn't press too hard. She's glad to have a friend like Issey who she can confide in, but at the same time, she wants to keep some things private. "Thanks, Issey. I appreciate it. So, about that lunch..." She trails off, grinning. "There's this new sushi place downtown that I've been wanting to try. Sound good?"
Issey: "Sure, that sounds great!" Issey exclaims, clapping her hands together. "I've been wanting to try that place too. Okay, after class it is, then. I'll meet you outside the lecture hall, and we can head over together." With one last smile, Issey walks off, leaving Martha with a warm feeling in her chest.
Murray: As Martha and Issey chat about their plans for lunch, Murray can't help but overhear their conversation. He smirks to himself, amused. *Are you serious?! This is great! I get to spend more time snuggked up to Martha!*
Narrator: After class, Issey and Martha both head over to the sushi restaurant they were talking about. The place is bustling with people, and the aroma of fresh sushi fills the air. They find a table near the window and sit down, placing their orders.
Issey: "So, Martha, how's everything been going for you lately? You've been looking pretty great, if I do say so myself." Issey leans in conspiratorially, a playful glint in her eye. "Anything new and exciting happening in your life?"
Martha: Martha blushes slightly at Issey's compliment. "Oh, you know, just the usual. School, hanging out with friends, and... well, you know about that other stuff." She hesitates for a moment, debating whether to mention Murray again. "It's just been a bit of a rollercoaster lately, but I'm trying to stay positive."
Issey: Issey nods understandingly. "I'm sorry to hear that, Martha. If you ever want to talk about it, you know I'm here for you. But enough of that serious stuff, let's talk about something fun! So, have you heard about this new party that's supposed to be happening at the lake house this weekend? I heard it's going to be off the hook!"
Martha: Martha smiles, glad to change the subject. "Oh, I've heard about it! It sounds like it's going to be a blast. I've been hoping someone would invite me. Do you think you could help me out with that?" She glances at Issey hopefully.
Issey: Issey grins mischievously. "Of course, Martha. I'll make sure you get an invitation. You know I'm always looking out for you. In the meantime, why don't we enjoy our lunch and the delicious sushi? I hear their salmon nigiri is to die for!" As they continue to chat and enjoy their meal, the sushi chef artfully prepares each dish, carefully placing it in front of them. The sound of chopsticks clinking against plates fills the air as they savor each bite.
Narrator: As they finish their lunch, Martha glances at her watch. "Oh, look at the time! I've got to get going. I'm supposed to meet someone for a study session," she says, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Thanks again for lunch, Issey. I had a great time!" She quickly gathers her things and hurries out of the restaurant.
Martha: Martha waves goodbye to Issey, then heads back to their dormitory room. As she enters, she sees Jes lying on the bed, looking bored. "Hey, Jess. We're back," she says, setting her bag down. "How was your class?"
Jess: "Oh, hi Martha. My class was fine. You look like you had fun with Issey. Did you two manage to get that invitation?" Jess asks, sitting up on the bed and looking at Martha expectantly.
Martha: "Yes, I got it!" Martha exclaims, digging through her bag until she finds the invitation. "Look, it's right here. Issey even signed me up for a ride to the lake house!" She hands the invitation to Jess, a big grin on her face.
Martha: Martha pulls Murray out of her bra, where she's been keeping him safe, and hands him to Jess. "Here you go. You can give him a bath or something while I get changed into my swimsuit. We don't want him getting too cold, right?"
Murray: "Hold on. Swimsuit? Why are you getting changed into that now?" Murray asks.
Martha: "Well, Jess and I are going swimming in about 20 minutes." Martha then grins mischeviously. "Oh I get it~" She leans down to Murray, her breath washing over his body. "You're jealous you're not going aren't you~"
Murray: "No, no, I'm not jealous. It's just... not my thing, you know?" Murray says, blushing slightly. "Besides, I'm not sure I'd be comfortable in a swimsuit..."
Martha: "Oh don't worry about that~. You're not going in your own swimsuit~. You're gonna go in one of ours~ You'll be stuck to one of our bodies while we're swimming~ Would you like that~"Murray: "I... I guess that's... not so bad..." Murray says, a bit hesitantly. "So you're saying I'd be on your body or Jess's body while we're swimming?"
Martha: "Yes, that's right~ You'd be on one of our bodies~" Martha giggles. "And you know, if you're nice and cuddly, you might get to see some of our other friends naked~" She winks suggestively at Jess.
Murray: "There are other girls going with you!?" I say, blushing incredibly hard over the thought of being in Martha or Jess' swimsuit while toher girls are there. "W-wait... d-did you say... n-n-naked?!" My mind happily races with the idea of this.

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