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by Ms. Sophia of www.shrinkingfetishphonesex.com
Do you have a shrinking fetish? I sure do! Fetishes are interesting things, don’t you think? People who don’t have them often wonder why they develop in the people who do have them. And even many fetishists themselves have no idea where their fetishes came from. The whole thing is so fascinating that some social scientists devote their entire research lives to the topic.
On the other hand, there are some of us who have a pretty good idea where our fetishes came from. A few can even pinpoint the exact moment when it began for them. I can’t quite narrow it down that far, but I think I do know when and how the seed for my shrinking fetish was planted, at least.
Do you remember that movie “Honey, I Shrunk The Kids,” where the mad scientist of a dad builds a shrink ray and his kids are accidentally zapped by it? And then they spend the majority of the movie in various sorts of peril because they’re less than an inch tall? I’m pretty sure that my interest in shrinking people was piqued for the first time when I saw that movie.
Of course, it wasn’t a sexual thing for me at the time. That came considerably later. But I was fascinated with the idea of making other people much, much smaller than me and what that would mean for them…and the kind of power it would give me over them, too.
So later in life, when I first learned about giantess fantasies, it wasn’t me growing that immediately came to mind, but instead you shrinking. Since then, I’ve learned that that’s precisely backwards from the way such things usually go, but I never claimed to be normal! And I do love growing giantess fantasies, too, but it’s shrinking fantasies that are my oldest (and biggest) love.
For me, I think that shrinking you adds a new dimension to the fantasy that’s not there when I simply grow myself. When I grow, I’m the only thing that’s really that much larger than you. Your surroundings still remain the same. But when you shrink, *everything* becomes larger in comparison. There’s a bigger sense of danger involved because it’s not just me you have to worry about.
Ah, yes, did I mention that the “shrunken people in peril” part of that movie really stuck with me? It certainly did. I like knowing how vulnerable you are after I shrink you, knowing that even your environment itself can pose a threat to you. I like making you work to escape danger. There’s something about that adrenaline rush that just heightens the sexual part of it for both of us, in my opinion.
Of course, while I do like to build suspense with my “shrunken man in peril” fantasies, I do make sure that they all have happy endings. You may have to jump through some fairly big hoops for me, but when you’re finished, you’ll know that you’ve really pleased me…and you’ll probably be in for a big reward as well!
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