“Hey babe!” Rachel shouted with excitement, as Lance walked into the apartment, returning home from a long day of work, eager for some weekend relaxation. Lance braced himself as Rachel barreled towards him, nearly knocking him off of his feet with the force of her hug.
“Ooof. Hey baby, how was your day?” He asked as he caught himself from falling on his behind as Rachel wrapped her arms around him. The tall, somewhat lanky man leaned down to plant a soft kiss on Rachel’s forehead before she looked up at him and gave him a wide smile.
“Ugh, boring. But it’s better now that you’re home!” She replied gleefully, closing her eyes and pursing her lips as she awaited a kiss from her lover. Lance was helpless to resist Rachel’s charms. There was simply something so incredibly welcoming and pleasant about the way that she always seemed so happy to see him to the point that these hugs he got when he came home were oftentimes the highlight of his day.
“Awww, thanks sweetheart. You always make my day so much better!” He replied, leaning down to plant a kiss on Rachel’s puckered lips. The very moment that Lance’s lips made contact with Rachel’s, the short brunette released a loud belch directly into the unsuspecting man’s face. Recoiling in shock, Lance fanned his hand in front of his face and tried to step backwards. However, Rachel held him tightly, letting out a playfully sinister laugh as she did so.
“Oh come on babe. I just got home! Can’t I have a second…” He screeched, trying fruitlessly to wriggle his way out of Rachel’s increasingly tight grip. Admittedly, Lance was not what someone would consider to be a strong man. And in sharp contrast to that, Rachel boasted a surprising amount of strength for a woman with her short and somewhat pudgy figure. The devilishly adorable woman chuckled as she locked her arms tightly around Lance’s waist, keeping him pulled in tightly to her chest and nearly forcing her large bust out of her shirt.
“You can enjoy your precious seconds in between my toes, little man!” She said with the delivery of a cartoonish villain. Lance groaned as he felt himself already beginning to dwindle down in size. “Now, do you want to do this the easy way or the hard way?” She asked.
Lance let out a heavy sigh and resigned to his fate. It wasn’t as though he was going to make it through the whole weekend at full height if Rachel had already decided that she wanted a shrunken boyfriend to play with. Leaning forward to give her another kiss, Lance decided to savor the warm softness of her lips before she released yet another odorous belch off in his face. The sour scent of barbeque chicken erupted into his nostrils, causing Lance to wince and shrink simultaneously. Now face to face with Rachel’s grinning mug, Lance was released from her iron grip as she returned to the kitchen with a joyous skip in her step after getting her way.
“Well, I’m thinking we will go with feet and armpits today. But because I’m so nice, I’ll let you choose what comes first.” She said, very matter of factly before returning from the kitchen with a can of soda, a bottle of water and a dixie cup in her hands. As she returned to the living room, Lance was already lying on the couch, his legs now short enough to fit without needing to be propped up on the armrest. Lance had only a few fleeting moments to consider his options before Rachel wound up making the choice for him. However, since he had enough experience with this situation, Lance didn’t need long to think.
“Let’s start with armpits.” He said, scooching forward on the couch to allow Rachel the space she would need to slide in behind him on the couch. At this size, the odor induced shrinking was a fairly casual affair, consisting of either a foot massage with plenty of kissing or a movie with his head pinned under Rachel’s pits. Things were only going to get more intense the smaller he got and so he quickly decided that the larger woman’s pits would be much more bearable now than when he inevitably reached his minimum size, since the last time he had opted to deal with her armpits last, Rachel had used a bandaid to fasten him inside her pit while she slept. Even after she had removed the sticky prison from her smelly flesh, the sight of Lance squirming on its surface was so funny to Rachel that she opted to leave him there until he could grow back on his own. Thanks to the residual smell that remained behind, Lance wasn’t able to start regrowing for two whole days afterwards
“Alright, you comfy?” Rachel asked as she stepped over him on the couch before bringing her body down on top of him and compressing him into the couch. Lance felt his chest tighten as Rachel’s weight finally settled, rolling him onto his back and pinning his arm under her. Rachel smiled down at him before propping her head up on one arm, which not so coincidentally pinned Lance’s face directly under her already damp pit. With her moist skin resting directly on his face, Lance’s first breath assaulted his nostrils with the potent stink of an unwashed, unshaved underarm. Immediately his eyes went wide as the sour stench filtered through his nose. Rachel’s menacing smirk as she peered down at him once more was all that Lance needed to confirm that Rachel had intentionally skipped applying deodorant with this scenario in mind. After just three labored breaths from the horrid pit, Lance felt his body shrink almost seven inches in a single spurt.
“Oh, is something wrong down there?” Rachel asked facetiously, but Lance simply shook his head, smearing sweat and grime across his face as he did so.
“No, my goddess. You are perfect as always.” He replied, knowing just how much she got out of this whole domination thing. The giantess smirked and nodded her head curtly before returning to the movie. The next two and a half hours consisted of infrequent shrinking spurts from Lance as he was tormented by the massive unwashed armpit of his mountain sized girlfriend. Alongside each reduction in size, Rachel would make sure to readjust his position to make sure that Lance’s face didn’t ever get too far from her skin.
Partway through the movie, Rachel reached down to remove Lance from her underarm and brought him up to her face. She had to stifle a giggle as a couple of strands of hair had twisted their way around Lance’s shrunken body, making him look like a haphazardly tied christmas ham. The giantess brought the small man up to her nose and took a few long sniffs, making him feel as though he could be sucked straight up into her sinuses if her grip were to fail. She admired the potent stink that her body had managed to cook up, marking her tiny boyfriend with her scent had become one of her favorite hobbies and just thinking about him being forced to sniff her stinky pits was making her extraordinarily horny.
Without further instruction, Rachel brought her now six inch tall boyfriend down to her waist and clumsily began to fish around for the elastic band of her underwear. Lance tried to get the most out of his fresh air while he had the opportunity to do so, because he knew the atmosphere within Rachel’s panties was going to be stuffy and muggy on a whole other level. Looking up past her stomach as he started to pass beyond the confines of the blue cotton panties, Lance could just barely see that she wasn't even looking at him as she trapped him within her crotch. As he descended farther, the shrunken man’s legs began to get tangled up within the forest of pubic hair. Just before the giantess removed her fingers, she gently rubbed Lance back and forth, getting him more and more twisted up in her pubes, until she finally let go and pulled her hand out of her underwear.
This was a game that Lance was more than familiar with by now and as such, he quickly began attempting to free himself from the thick brush of curly hairs that were currently binding him to Rachel’s crotch, because now the shrunken man was now working against the clock. Lance knew his objective was to free himself from his girlfriend’s pubes and shimmy his way down so that he could begin stimulating her titanic clitoris. As time went on, he was only going to continue to shrink more and more from the potent smell of Rachel’s eager sex and if he wasn’t able to satisfy her by the time that he got too small to do so, then he would very likely wind up spending the rest of the evening trying not to get pushed deep within her as she took matters into her own hands.
Rachel laid back on the couch again, letting her fingers rest gently on the outside of her panties. She could feel Lance squirming against her body hair as her index finger poked at his back. The giantess giggled at his plight, absolutely adoring the fact that the love of her life was currently squirming against her pussy. In her mind she imagined retrieving the large orange dildo from her bedside table and fixating a tiny Lance right on the tip of the device. She pictured the man, less than an inch in height standing on the head of the silicone cock, staring helplessly up at her monolithic cunt. As she envisioned pushing the dick, and Lance, deep within her body, Rachel could no longer keep herself from massaging little circles around her swollen clit.
Lance had finally managed to free himself from Rachel’s pubes and had started moving himself down towards the top of her labia where he could just make out the small pearl of clustered nerves in the blue filtered light coming through her cotton panties. The shrunken man was still in the process of trying to adjust his position to get better access to the clit when a sudden pressure from above began compressing him into the soft supple flesh below. The giantess began sliding his body around in tiny circles around the clitoris, not stopping as she felt her underwear quickly growing more and more damp.
“Fuck, Rachel wait!” The small man shouted, just as the normal sized woman grew impatient and dove a hand back into her panties. With her thumb, Rachel continued to massage her swollen clit while using two fingers positioned behind Lance’s back to slide him fully inside of her. Lance thrashed about inside the hot, cramped, slick tunnel as his girlfriend's enormous fingers continued to drive him deeper. The flustered erratic movements that Lance was making deep within her pussy were quickly driving Rachel wild.
“Oh fuck me!” The giantess moaned as she continued to finger herself with the aid of her living sex toy. By this point she was fully committed to orgasm and decided to just finish herself off asap. Typically she would’ve used any of the various toys in her closet to really make the most out of her sensual experience, but since Lance was already inside her, she didn’t want to go waddling off to her bedroom and lose out on the moment.
For several minutes Lance was left to simply ensure the giantess’ masturbation as she pumped him back and forth in her pussy. By the time that climax arrived, Lance was desperate for breath as he was expelled from Rachel into her underwear. Unfortunately for the tiny man as the lady removed her ringers from her snatch, she released his body before her hand was withdrawn from her now soaking underwear. There was a tense stillness as Lance was still stuck against Rachel’s vagina, pinned by a combination of her sticky juices and panties while she attempted to ride out her orgasm.
“Whew, so fucking good.” Rachel said, still catching her breath. “How’s my little sex toy?” The giantess asked, gently patting her crotch, eliciting another stream of wiggling from the shrunken man. Rachel giggled at her boyfriend’s plight before finally rolling off of the couch and walking her way to the bathroom. The giantess dropped her underwear and then proceeded to plop down on the porcelain seat. She smirked giddily as she saw Lance effectively glued to her panties.
“Well, that was a nice little treat for you, huh? What do you say to your goddess for letting you play around in her pussy?” She asked, gently plucking him up with two fingers. Lance let out a heavy sigh and replied.
“Thank you baby.”
The giantess squealed with delight and gave him a large kiss on the face. She finished her business and set to washing her hands as well as Lance’s body. Rachel took a moment to study Lance’s tiny body as she carried him back to their bedroom. Lance was down to about four inches in height by this point, and it was likely that he would lose another inch from the experience he had just gone through. Perfect size for the next bit of fun that she had planned.
Rachel carried her small paramour into their bedroom and set him down on the bed before walking into the closet to retrieve something. Despite the fact that Lance knew what was in store for him for the remainder of the evening, he still couldn’t help but watch with anticipation to see what exactly this Goliath was going to do to him.
Moments later the short, stocky woman spun on her heels, holding a ratty pair of sneakers and a pair of socks that appeared to be white at the stop of the ankle, but transitioned to a sickly yellowish gray towards the sole. Lance let out a groan so long and pained that even at this insignificant scale, Rachel could hear him from across the room. The giantess giggled and shook the socks gently, causing a cascade of lint and grime to rain down.
“Are you excited? I wore them this morning while I was lifting. Nice and smelly for my little stink bug.” The giantess teased, reaching down to pick Lance up off of the bed. She positioned him so that his miniscule three inch body was hanging directly over the mouth of her dirty sock. “Any last words?”
A potent stench of stale sweat wafted upwards into Lance’s face and he could already feel himself shrinking. He had been secretly hoping that Rachel had at least planned on wearing clean socks to bed, but that dream was all but shattered now.
“Awww c’mon babe. These things are rank! It’s gonna take all day tomorrow to unshrink me if you put me in there!” He screamed, his voice now incredibly difficult to perceive for a normal sized person. But the goddess simply laughed.
“Tomorrow? Be a good little stink bug, and I’ll think about letting you out Sunday evening. It’s probably gonna get pretty funky in there once I put my shoes back on, so feel free to hunker down under my toenail once you’re speck sized. Should be plenty for you to eat down there too!” She said cheerfully, in stark contrast to Lance’s reaction.
“She’s putting on the fucking shoes too? And did she say Sunday night?” He thought to himself, taking one last look up at the chubby face of his beloved. He knew that he was in for a hot, humid, sweaty, greasy, cheesy time surviving beneath the unwashed toes of his girlfriend. But despite the fact that she was going to purposefully let him shrink down to near microscopic size and hunker down with all the stinky crud underneath her toenails, he couldn’t help but think about how much he loved that goofy, adorable smile.
“Buh bye!” Rachel taunted as she released her grip and dropped Lance into her sock. The giantess then quickly tugged the sock over her foot before cramming it aggressively into the shoe that she had worn earlier that morning. Wiggling her sweaty toes together, Rachel took a moment to appreciate the feeling of Lance getting sucked into a pile of toejam before she returned to the living room to start up another movie. It sure was nice being in a committed relationship.