Brighton
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You laughed so hard, when I told you that I was a fairy queen from another dimension, with magical powers, and the ability to grant wishes, to those who proved worthy. You laughed, and laughed.. and laughed. But you're not laughing now, are you?
First you noticed that your clothes were fitting looser than normal. Just an inch or two in the beginning, then you began losing weight at an alarming rate, despite all your efforts to consume more calories. Then you noticed that your shoes were ill fitting, and that you were.. getting shorter. The doctor confirmed both your bizarre weight loss, and the fact that you seemed to be losing a few inches in height. This amplified your concerned, but that wasn't the worst part.
The day you fell out of bed, and - upon standing up - realized you were no taller than the bed itself, you knew true horror. You also realized the truth which you'd been denying to yourself for the past few days: You were shrinking, and you didn't know why.
Now you sit perched on a swing, in a little bird cage that hangs in my living room. Sometimes I take you out and play with you. Watching and laughing at your helpless, naked body, as I dangle you by one leg. Oh yes.. you've begged and pleaded with me to change you back to your orignal size, but as I told you before, this is your punishment, for mocking a several thousand year old fairy.
And that will teach you to never laugh at a woman again, when she tells you she is one of the fae.
How My Shrinking Fetish Developed
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.
Shrinking Fetish: The Power to Shrink
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.
Being Small Makes you Vulnerable
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!
Give one of our Shrinking Fetish Mistresses a call, today!