Amber's Journal Entry 3

So what were we talking about? Right! I’m telling you guys all about my life and my writing. But I think the writing part is boring. You want to hear about the cool things my husband Frank and I are doing with the shrink ray. I don’t blame you. It’s certainly one of the more exciting aspects of our life.

We’ve had it for only two weeks and we use it every single day. It’s purely for sexual gratification. Why else would we want to shrink? I love being almost half-size so he can really make me feel that cock of his. And he likes being six-inches so he can get me off from the inside . . . if you know what I mean! There’s so many naughty things you can do with it, but this month was Frank’s birthday, so I decided to try something completely different!

I thought I’d ask my friend April to come over and let us shrink her!

A little backstory here: April and I have been friends since college. We even grew up in the same town but went to different high schools. She was there during my party days but we never officially did anything naughty. But in the years since, we’ve joked about it a lot. Frank always wanted to wrangle a three-way but it just never happened. April has always known about our size kink. We joke about that a lot, too. And years ago, when Frank and I just got married, she said, “If shrinking is ever possible, it would make for a killer three-way.”

So for Frank’s birthday, I called her on it.

“Sounds fun,” she said over the phone. “Can I be little while the two of you molest me?”

I told her Frank and I would enjoy that quite a bit.

When I told him, he was more than happy to try it out. It was such a long week, waiting for Saturday night when we’d finally go through with it.

But when Saturday came and we opened the door, April was looking exquisite as usual. She was in a low-cut dress that showed off the tattoo above her breasts. One of her arms was a complete sleeve of multi-colored art. She was wearing her combat boots and fishnets. I probably should’ve mentioned this but April went through a goth phase right after college but she’d scaled it back considerably. Now, her makeup was understated and she’d let the shaved portion of her hair grow back. She was so beautiful and I couldn’t wait to zap her down to size

“So where are we doing this?” she asked a little while after coming in and allowing Frank and I to break the ice.

“In the bedroom, of course,” I said. “It’s already set up.”

“Can I see?” she asked, which was her way of saying that she was ready to get things started. It was a big deal to have a threesome with your two best friends. It was an even bigger deal to watch them grow before your eyes.

Upstairs, we demonstrated the shrink ray on a few inanimate objects to ease her into the idea. She was already excited to try it but I thought it was always best to show someone its capabilities first. Once she saw several things from around the bedroom successfully shrink and grow back, she was ready.

“Okay, should I get undressed first?”

“Wonderful idea,” said Frank, who was already starting to unbutton his shirt.

April giggled and pulled off her boots. She had beautiful feet—the nails were painted black. Her light skin was crisscrossed beneath the fishnets.

“Leave those on,” I said. “Those are hot.”

“Yes, ma’am,” said April.

“I like those manners,” I said. “Keep it up while you’re small.”

She giggled, then pulled her panties over the fishnets and tossed them toward Frank who caught them just before dropping them to the floor. She was completely naked except for the stockings that came to her thighs.

“Ready?” asked Frank, picking up the shrink ray and aiming it.

“Yes, do it!” she said, and closed her eyes.

And once the deed was done, he said, “You can open your eyes now. You’re going to shrink at a rate of three inches per minute. It’ll be rather noticeable.”

“Can’t wait,” she said.

The excitement was too much for me so I rushed forward, pulled her off the bed and kissed her. Frank was standing behind me, kissing on my shoulder, working his way up to my cheek. When I dropped to my knees and started to kiss between April’s legs, he leaned over me and started kissing her lips.

Somehow, we moved over to the bed with April on her back, me tugging on her nipple and Frank between her legs. She was squeezing my husband for all he was worth, her beautiful feet dragging across his back.

“Do you feel any different?” I asked her as I kissed up her body and nibbled on her ear. As my tongue glided across her earlobe, I could tell she was actively getting smaller.

“I . . . think so. Frank’s tongue feels amazing.”

“That could be the shrinking or his ability. He’s good.”

Frank grunted between her legs but went right back to work. He only took a break long enough to lift and drag his tongue across her shrinking sole, then serviced her again.

I sat up on my knees and could tell that she was much smaller. We’d been playing this game for ten minutes so far, so she’d lost over two feet of her height. I pushed my lips against hers and we kissed, feeling the mismatch of our tongues. Her hand came up and gently stroked my cheek and I cupped it with my own—the size difference was quite obvious.

Smaller people are easier to get off, at least that’s what Frank and I think. So it was no problem to have April gushing over and over by the time she reached her final height of ten inches tall. After that, we gave her a break and let her explore her new environment. She was more interested in continuing the non-stop orgasms than checking out the enlarged world.

I grabbed her in one hand and shoved her against my pussy while Frank lifted my left foot and started sucking on my toes. It was getting me hot, which made me more forceful with my shrunken lover. Before long I was gushing across her, causing her to make bubbling sounds between her laughter.

After that, I passed her off to Frank who placed her against his stomach so she could hug his massive cock. She rubbed her pussy against the base, bringing herself to yet another orgasm. I crossed my legs in front of them, grabbed the tiny woman and the cock between my hands, and started to stroke.

When we finally got Frank off, April and I split his load—Frank’s goo always tasted wonderful.

And at the end of it, my hubby and I stood over this tiny, panting girl, wondering what we should do next . . .