Shrinking Spell

Hello. I’m here to tell you a story of a shrinking spell that you may not believe. I’m an adult male the size of a Ken doll. Yes, that’s what I said, a Ken doll. Now I know there are lots of questions running through your head right now, but try to refrain from asking them and let me tell the tale.

I was once as tall as you. I had a job and a place to live and a car. I was old enough to be out of high school, but young enough not to have very many obligations beyond my own comfort. I also had a roommate that had been my best friend for a long time. He had an older sister who would come over to our apartment and crash on our sofa sometimes. She could cook pretty well, so her visits weren’t always unwelcomed. I liked it when she came over because I thought she was beautiful and I had this huge crush on her too. When she stayed the night, I would always have wet dreams and wake up in the middle of the night with a huge hard on. Besides being able to cook, my roomie’s sister could make beauty potions, or that’s what she called them anyways. She was forever mixing up some concoction in our kitchen while she laughingly told us that one day she would discover the potion to shrink us both and then we would be under her control forever. We always laughed as she talked of getting aquariums to live in and keeping us on top of her dresser. Well, she came close to doing that, sort of.

Watching Her In Secret

As I said, I was half way in love with her when there came that winter night. She was supposedly asleep on the sofa in the living room. There was a storm coming and the wind had picked up. I was jolted awake by the sound of a scream. Even then, I realized that it was a part of the dream that I had been having, but I still felt compelled to go to the living room and check on her.

The wind was howling outside, so there was no noise when I opened my bedroom door and padded down the hallway. The lamp was still on so I could see as I crept into the room. She was lying on her back. It took me a minute to realize that she was masturbating. I couldn’t see anything, but I could tell by how her hand was moving under the blanket and the look on her face. I can’t help myself. I froze and stared at her. I don’t know how long I watched her, but I was caught spying on her when I coughed. The sound was loud enough that her body jerked and not in a good way. She reached over to the coffee table and grabbed a murky liquid and threw it in my direction.

Shrinking Spell: Getting Caught and Punished

She had a good aim. She hit me right in the face with the stuff. Shocked, I stumbled backwards, apologizing profusely for watching her intimate act. But it was too late. I began to shrink almost immediately. At first I didn’t comprehend what I was seeing or feeling. Everything around me got steadily bigger. I watched as my roommate’s sister’s horrified face disappeared from my view. Suddenly all I saw was the puddle of my underwear. Then I saw her face, huge above me. “You spying bastard!” she yelled over and over as her hand reached out to grab me up. “You deserved to be shrunk, you fucking loser!” she whispered and then screamed for her brother. Her screams were loud in my now tiny ears. I grabbed the sides of my skull to block the sound. She stopped screaming abruptly, but snarls at me in a quiet voice that she should scream at me until I’m deaf because I’m such a stupid, spying loser. Her brother stumbled in the room just then. She explained, as he stares at me with wide eyes, that she really had made the shrinking potion to use on her cheating boyfriend. I had startled her and she just hurled it at me without thinking. She was merciful enough not to tell her brother that I had spied on her while she was masturbating.

So that is how I ended up living in an aquarium on my best friend’s sister’s dresser. She told her brother that she’s always trying to find a cure that will bring me back to full height so I can try to resume my life, but I don’t believe her. After 2 years, I think she likes me this way.

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