Paul heard his alarm clock go off. Still slightly in a daze he wondered where he was. He felt a strong pressure on him, as if something heavy was lying on top of him and restricting his breathing. He tried to inhale but instantly regretted it as there was no fresh air flowing into his lungs but instead only a thick viscous fluid. He tried coughing it up again but everytime he opened his mouth to cough a soft wall covered his mouth, stopping his cough. It all came back to him, where he was, what had happened the day before and he renewed his struggles to get out. Why Emily, he thought to himself, why are you doing this to me? I love you. Please let me out of here. His loungs stung terribly, he wanted nothing more than to get out of her. 

Emily had also woken up, still slightly tired she stood up and went to the bathroom. She tried to remember what she did the day before. She tought about Paul and how she had used him to masturbate while thinking of her ex and felt very guilty. Luckily she had asked Daisy to come over, she was always very good at comforting her and making her feel better whenever she beat herself up about something she did. She sat on the toilet and felt some stirring inside of her pussy. She giggled: "Don't come out yet, Paul". 

Despite her warning, Paul shoved himself out of her, he just wanted some fresh air. Her inner lips stuck to him and he had to shove himself into them multiple times to get out of her. Then he noticed where she was sitting, he saw the toilet bowl below him. He coughed and tried to make Emily notice him, "Emily, don't go (cough), pull me out first!", he shouted, praying she wouldn't start with him caught in the crossfire. 

Emily really had to go, but she didn't want to be cruel to Paul, so she grabbed two sheets of toilet paper, folded them over and carefully grabbed Paul so that her fingers didn't get dirty. She put Paul and the toilet paper to the side and did her business. As she felt the warm stream flow from inside of her, relieving her, she thought back to her relationship with Brandon. He had been a decent boyfriend, she thought, but in bed he had been fantastic. She hadn't had a great orgasm with Paul before shrinking him, she thought. It wasn't just how well endowed he was, he also looked so handsome. She felt a warm tingling sentation deep inside of her. Brandon, she thought, do you still love me? She absentmindetly grabbed the toilet paper with Paul still inside of it and roughly wiped herself with it. 

Paul had almost freed himself from the toilet paper, when he suddently felt himself being lifted up again. He thought Emily would take him out, but instead she casually moved him between her legs and held him below her pussy. He saw huge drips or urine falling down onto the toilet paper next to him, the smell was unbearable. Before he could fully comprehend what was happening she strongly rubbed the paper and him along her pussy from her vagina up to her clit multiple times. The air reaked of urine and Paul felt his skin covered with the same yellow liquid. "Oops! Sorry, Paul!", he heard Emily say. She grabbed another toilet paper, pulled him out of the wet one and let the used paper drop below him into the water. "I didn't realize that was the paper with you inside of it." She had her head turned away from him and put him down in the sink. She closed the drain, looked at him and giggled. "You're lucky I didn't go number two." Paul didn't think it was as funny as she did. "I think I need a shower", she finally said after a short pause. 

"Wait Emily! You need to clean me!", Paul shouted after her. 

"Yeah, yeah, give me a minute", she answered, "I want to get clean myself first. I haven't had a shower since yesterday morning, imagine how I must smell." He didn't need to imagine, he had always loved her smell but was still hurt. 

She turned on the shower and relaxed. This is pleasant, she thought, I've been really sweaty. She felt the warm water run down her skin. She knew that she would have to tell Paul about her feelings for Brandon eventually. She knew she couldn't control them much longer. But she wanted the emotional support of Daisy before she started that talk. Maybe Paul would let her cheat, just for one time. She felt that one night with Brandon would probably solve her troubles of always thinking about him. But she had to be careful how she told him. Paul could be very immature, she knew. 

After Emily got dressed, she went over to Paul, quickly washed him with some cold water and dried him off. They didn't talk much in the morning. Paul tried bring up what had happened the day before but Emily quickly changed the subject. She wasn't yet comfortable talking about it. Not without Daisy. She didn't want Paul to talk all over her and make her feel bad.  

"Sooo, Emily", Paul started. 

"Yeah?"

"I heard you say that I would buy something for Daisy today right?", Paul dreaded her response. 

"Yeah, I just thought that it would be nice after she helped our sex life so much. You know," Emily thought for a second, "sending me the news article about the shrinking app, telling me that shrunken men feel great touching my butt. And when I want to talk about anything, anything at all, she is always there for me. She really is my best friend."

"But she is not my friend, Emily." Paul argued, "I worked hard for that money, you know that. I took plenty of overtime, sacrificed time with my friends to save up that money and I don't want to spend any of it on your friends. I have many bills to pay and it was difficult saving up. I love buying presents for you, Emily, but I feel like Daisy doesn't like me very much."

"Well, if you want to keep me you also have to accept my friends, Paul. Don't make me choose between you and Daisy," Emily looked very stern, Paul knew she meant it. He felt tears welling up inside of him.

"Please, Emily!", he started when suddenly their doorbell rang. 

Paul begged Emily to talk with him some more but she quickly stood up to open the door, she was glad that Daisy interrupted them as she was really getting annoyed with Paul.

"Hello Daisy!", Emily shouted in a happy voice.

"Hello Emily, how are you?", Daisy answered.

Paul listened to them having small talk for a few minutes while trying to hide that he had just cried, he would not accept this humiliation in front of Daisy. 

"Hello Paul!", Daisy said, entering the kitchen. "I heard that you were going to treat us two today, isn't that right?"

Paul felt defeated, there was so much he wanted to say, but he feared Emily's threat that they were going to break up if he didn't cooperate. "Yes, that's right. I'll buy you something at the store." He tried to hide the shakeyness in his voice but he could tell that he was fooling nobody. 

They drove to the local shopping mall. Paul had been here often when he was still normal sized only a few day prior. He had asked Emily why she didn't grow him back but she just said that it would save costs to keep him small to which he reluctantly agreed. He wasn't happy that he was spending all of his free time from work being shrunken but he was glad that at least he wasn't being tortured by the shrinking app or forced to smell Emily's butt hole. Emily had put him inside of her clevage so that he could see what they were doing. At the moment they were just casually strolling through the aisles. Daisy was very excited to go shopping but Paul could feel that there was still something unresolved between him and Emily, she didn't look as happy as usual. He wished they could talk about what had happened the night before but he didn't want to embarass Emily in front of Daisy so he kept quiet. 

They stood in front of an expensive looking clothing store. Daisy insisted they go inside. Emily followed her inside and both of the girls started looking at the fine clothing hanging in the store. Both of them looked for a while but Emily didn't seem to find anything she liked. "Too expensive", she always said, after seeing a piece of clothing that she liked. Paul tried to tell her that it would be ok "200€ for a dress isn't that expensive, it looks pretty right?", it would cost him a lot but that would be worth it. He had saved some money, just for situtations like this where he could make his girlfriend and maybe soon to be wife happy. Emily agreed but she argued that she didn't feel like buying clothes at the moment, she gave him a little kiss and thanked him but insisted that they don't buy anything. Paul felt very disappointed. He suddenly saw what Daisy was carrying. Daisy had been looking through the store, found multiple expensive looking panties with rose patterns and a little bow at the front, a skirt, some pants with those holes in the front that made it look like it was already broken (or so he thought) and a very expensive looking dress. 

"How much will that cost, Daisy?", Paul asked. 

"Not much for you, just 800€", she had a sly smirk. 

"Absolutely not, I won't pay that much!", Paul shouted.

Emily gave Daisy Paul's card which she had been holding, "don't worry about him Daisy. He'll gladly pay for those clothes." After Daisy walked away to pay for her clothes Emily whispered at Paul in an angry voice, "I can't believe you're embarassing me like this, Paul. Don't you remember? You wanted to buy some rubbish dildo for thousands of euros and now you can't spend a little bit on her clothes? I find it to be increadibly disrespectful that you want to make her feel bad about wanting nice clothes. Imagine how she must feel! You are embarrasing me too, Paul! If I hear anything from you about not wanting to pay for her then I'll break up on the spot. You hear me?" Emily looked deadly serious.

"Yes, Emily. Sorry", Paul meekly replied, "I just..."

"Don't argue with me, Paul", Emily got really angry, "you're ruining my day. This was supposed to be a nice day in the shopping mall and you are making me angry."

She shoved Paul further down her clevage and met back up with Daisy. "I think Paul wants to apologize to you for being so rude to you", she told Daisy, "he'll buy you something from another shop, ok?"

"No, it's ok", Daisy replied, feigning being insulted, "if he doesn't think I'm a good friend to you..."

They continued talking like this for a few minutes, Paul could barely make them out, crammed inside of Emily's clevage but he got the gist and he knew that he had to just bite the bullet and pay for whatever Daisy was going to show him next.

When Emily took him out of the clevage they were inside of a clean white shop. At first he didn't recognize where he was but as he looked at the wares being sold he instantly realized in what kind of a shop he was. This must be a shop for sex toys, he thought. There were dildos, butt plugs and many other things Paul didn't recognize. 

"Do you like what you see?", Emily asked Paul.

"This shop looks very nice, but why are we inside of a sex shop?", he asked back.

"This is not just any sex shop, but a sex shop for toys that can be used with a shrunken person. Daisy wanted to show me some things here."

Paul looked around and he could make out Daisy next to some dildos. "Come take a look at his", Daisy shouted at them. Emily carried Paul over to her and looked at what Daisy had picked up. It was a black dildo, but with a hole cut into the side. "You can put Paul inside of here", Daisy expained, "he can't see anything in there, but if you activate a vibration setting in the app it turns this boring dildo into an exciting vibrator." She grabbed Paul and showed Emily what she meant. She roughly shoved him inside of the dildo. It was completely black inside of there and it smelled very unclean. Someone had probably tested it but didn't care to clean it afterwards, Paul was disgusted. Paul felt the dildo shake while Daisy was explaining. It was tight inside of the dildo Paul noticed. It was quite frustrating, luckily he was taken out again after a few minutes. When Paul described how little he liked the toy, Daisy put it in the bag. 

Paul noticed that there were some fleshlights fitted in the wall, some resembling a vulva and some an anus. He didn't have to wonder for a long time what they were for as Daisy put him inside of a butt plug with a hole in the top where his head poked out. She looked at him, showed him to Emily and then shoved him inside one of the fleshlights that looked like an anus. Emily giggled as she saw Paul going inside of the plastic anus. For Paul it wasn't as funny: While the store looked clean on first blush, the fleshlights were not cleaned regularly and the smell inside of them was terrible. Paul tried not to imagine what had been inside of there before him. 

Daisy pulled Paul in and out again multiple times, the last time he touched something sticky deep inside of it which made him throw up. Finally Daisy pullem him out again and cleaned him off with some desinfectant they had lying around for exactly this reason. She put the butt plug back into the shelf again, Daisy explained to Emily that she preferred them not having a layer of protection against her anus. 

After a while Daisy had filled her bag with many things: Panties which had some straps inside of them to fix the shrunken person to a position, some shoes where tinys could be used as the insole, jewlery where the tiny took the place of the gem. Daisy was especially excited when she saw something which looked like a headset. "You can use this to talk with tinies even when they are inside of you", she had said, "quite expensive though". Then she put it into her bag. There were also some things Daisy didn't want to go into detail about, for Paul some looked like medieval torture devices and others like chemical flasks with warning labels on them. "I don't think you want to know what you do with these", Daisy explained to Emily, "these are for tinies which you don't want to keep around for long. They have very... permanent effects, if you get what I mean." Emily took her by her word and didn't press her for more explainations.

Emily was overwhelmed by everything the shop had to offer and didn't want to commit to any toy quite yet as they were very expensive. Daisy offered her that she could try some of her toys if she wanted to which Emily gladly accepted. Daisy used Paul's card to pay for everything. Paul asked her how much it cost but Daisy ignored him.

After they went out of the shop, Paul had an idea: "Emily, do you want to go to the jewelers with me? I want to buy you something very special."

Emily gladly went along. "I want to take our relationship to the next level", he told Emily, "do you want to get engaged?"

Emily was speechless, she had been waiting for a while for Paul to make a move like this, she had often felt that he didn't care enough, but this was a pleasant surprise to be sure. "Yes!", she shouted.

"Then I will buy you a beautiful ring", Paul said. He could see how happy Emily was. This was a good idea. If he had to spend so much on Daisy, he would make sure that he also treated Emily right. 

Emily quickly chose a ring she liked, not too fancy but pretty, just the way she liked them. Paul tried to pay for it, or in other words, Daisy tried to pay for it with his card, but it got declined. Daisy tried again, it was declined again. 

"It seems you have no money left, Paul", Daisy said, not without Schadenfreude. 

When they sat at a table in a nearby restaurant half an hour later Emily was still mad at him. She had told him that he spent too much on himself, that she should find a boyfriend that was better with his money and many other things. Paul was close to tears. He had begged Daisy to return some of her items after he found out that he had payed almost 3 thousand for them, but she wouldn't allow it. "Please", he begged again, "please!"

"I'm not sure I want to be engaged to you anymore, Paul", Emily said finally, "you always spend your money on games" (he had spend 50€ on a game one time during their relationship) "and when I want something for me you instead try to take back gifts you gave to my friend. You are so childish, Paul."

"You should break up with him, Emily." Daisy stated matter-of-fact-ly, "he obviously does not care about your happiness." 

"Is there anything I can do to make it better, Emily?", Paul asked.

"Well...", Emily suddently snapped out of her anger, she looked almost guilty, "maybe there is... Do you promise not to get mad at me?"

Paul nodded hesitantly which Emily could barely make out. She continued: "You know, there is one thing that would show me that you actually care about my happiness. Remember yesterday? When I tried out the vibrating function?" How could he forget. "Well, I was kinda thinking about Brandon. He was my first, you know. That is something special. I was texting while you were inside of me and I suddenly saw Brandon's profile picture and it turned me on sooo much. Of course I was trying to think about you of course, but you are kind of boring now. Daisy has been telling me to break up with you but I had anouther idea. I really don't want to break up with you, Paul, tough I was close after you couldn't buy me that ring. I sill love you very much. The problem is just with our sex life. You are not good at satisfying me. Maybe what we need is that I can just have one night with Brandon. Don't worry, Paul. You won't have to see it. I feel that afterwards the sex with you will have some spice again. Maybe then we can start building a good relationship again."

Paul was devastated, "but you know how little I like Brandon. He was always really mean to me. Can't it be someone else?" Paul could see Daisy smirking at him. She was enjoying every second of this. 

"No", Emily said firmly, "it has to be Brandon. I just love how big he is. I love how he looks."

Paul sniffed, "ok, Emily. If you feel that only that can save our relationship then I will accept it." he could see her getting aroused while thinking about Brandon.  

"Thank you so much, Paul!", Emily hadn't looked this happy in a long time, "you don't know how much this means to me. I'll do everything you want after this."

"Really? And are you sure that you don't think that this is going to stop you from loving me?", Paul asked. 

"No! Of course not!", Emily beamed down at him, "this just makes me love you even more. Don't worry, this meeting with Brandon is just about sex. With you, it's about love!"

Paul wasn't completely convinced, but it relaxed him nonetheless.

"What will Paul do while Brandon has sex with you?", Daisy asked.

"Hmm, good question. Do you want to watch, Paul? Maybe you could learn a thing or two.", Emily suggested.

"No! Please don't show me", Paul begged.

"You know, Emily, maybe I can just take him for the night", Daisy said.

"That's a good idea, Daisy. But watch out that he doesn't perv on you."

"I don't think you need to worry about that", Daisy replied with a smile. 

And so it was settled. Paul felt empty inside of his stomach. Not only was the love of his life going to cheat on him tonight, but he had to stay the night with Daisy, the woman he had lost most of his savings to. This couldn't get any worse. Emily called Brandon and, as he was single at the moment, he was happy to come over. They still went window shopping for a few hours but eventually drove back home. Daisy excused herself for a few hours and promised to be back in the evening when Brandon came. He was now alone with Emily. He didn't know what to say to her. What could he say?

"Paul? Can you help me with something?", Emily finally asked. 

"Sure, what do you need?"

"I want to be clean for Brandon, can you help me shave, you know, 'down there'?", Emily looked at Paul in a shy way.

"What? But you never shaved for me", Paul complained, "I've asked you so many times. Why for Brandon?"

"You know... I just don't want to feel dirty while he is doing me, maybe he wants to lick me, you know?", Emily paused, "you know me well, it's not as important to you, but for him it might be a dealbreaker if I'm unshaven. Back when we were dating he always made me shave, it wouldn't be fair to him if I didn't shave for him again."

Paul was stunned but he knew better than to argue against her. He reluctantly agreed to help her shave.

"Ok, grow me back and I'll help you get ready", Paul said.

"Actually," Emily replied, "you being shrunken is kind of the point. I want you to remove every hair which I can't do on my own since I might not even see them. Do you understand?"

Paul felt jealously burning in his stomach when Emily held him in front of her shaved vulva. It looked beautiful to him, she had cleaned it and even put some perfume down here. It smelled a little like roses. She had often used rose water on her face and Paul had loved the smell. Now it just made him even more jealous of what Brandon would get. She had given him a small razor which he could use to cut of the few hairs which were left. Every hair Paul cut of he thought about how much he would have loved to do Emily right now and how much he wanted to just admire her but he got scolded every time he took a small break and so he just concentrated on shaving her. 

"Faster", Emily was getting annoyed with his slow speed. 

The work of shaving her was honestly increadibly tedious and boring work and furthermore also quite humiliating: He had this huge wall of flesh in front of him being firmly held by the girl he loved, helping her cheat on him. 

After Paul finished shaving Emily she quickly pulled him away from her and got dressed. She put on the dress that he had bought her previously at the store, "Brandon will be here in an hour. I still need to do my makeup and hair. Don't disturb me please, I need to hurry up. I'll call Daisy, she'll take care of you while I have my special evening."

"Emily, I love you", he shouted, but he fell on deaf ears.

When Daisy came over Paul didn't like her smile, it made him very uncomfortable. He knew she had something bad planned for him. 

The doorbell rang. Brandon was here.