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I think it's time for me to have a nice relaxing soak. Perhaps fill the tub with warm water and sprinkle rose petals and scented oils across the surface. There's nothing like a warm soak to make me feel sexy and powerful.

I noticed, while the water filled my tub, a sound like a penny hitting a fountain; a distinct "plunk". I shrugged it off and tossed a few more petals into the water, enriching the fragrant air. Little did I know that one of these rose petals would make for a convenient little life boat for you, a poor fisherman who took a Giant wrong turn.

You blink as you surface from the water, staring up at the vision before you. Everything in this room, including myself, is 50 times larger than you are. There she is, a 50 foot woman ... the woman of your dreams.

You gaze up as you watch my robe drop to the floor, first revealing my ample breasts, and lastly my mountainous yet taught, smooth curves. The water creates giant waves as I slowly dip in my toes, submerging all the way up to my gorgeous and supple neck. I let out a sigh as voluminous bubbles come out from under me. A loose string of my washcloth catches your petal-styled boat as it sends you flipping helplessly into the water. You try your hardest to scream for me to save you, but I can't hear your squeaky little muffled cries.

You have to kick and swim to the shore of my waist-line for safety. Suddenly, I look down to find you standing on top of my plump nipple, grabbing on for your very existence. Soaking wet in your clothes, I show you concern and attention. I quickly remove of your tiny man clothes and hold you in the palm of my hand, strong and merciful. I inspect you for any harm or injury and lower you into my hot tub sized navel. "You poor thing", I say, "Just where on Earth did you come from?" You smile and say you must have shrunk somehow. You cause me to laugh, giving your tiny world a humbling rumble. We have so much to talk about as you step from your make-shift pool of warm water.