Shrunken for her feet | Hypnotic story

I'm honest. I have a fetish.

I love the thought of “she” being taller than me. Much larger. Unfortunately, the whole thing has always been an unattainable dream for me. Until a few days ago a friend pointed something out to me.

We had already met a few times for "fun meetings" and I had told her about my little love affair. Now she has received a special “drink” on the dark web.

The next day we met and played a game: I was very good at knowing capitals.

If I win, she'll have to take off a piece of clothing...

...and if she wins I have to take a sip.

The first laps were running. Damn good for me, after a quarter of an hour she was only wearing her underwear.

But then came the cities that were really difficult.

How do you know Cameroon?

All right, a sip.

I didn't notice anything for the first few seconds.

"I think I'm going to go to the toilet for a moment..."

When I got up it became clear to me. Something was different. Had I really gotten smaller? The door definitely seemed bigger.

Slightly confused but also incredibly excited, I returned to her.

It was the turn of the next cities. The next points for you. This means even more what I have to drink.

With every sip everything got bigger.

She.

My clothes.

The bed we played in.

After about an hour I was only a few centimeters tall!

I asked her to let us continue playing, but she had something else in mind.

She took off all her clothes and had fun controlling me with her feet.

She put her feet on me: so that I could no longer move.

Every moment she played with me and showed me how helpless I was, I only became more aroused.

I loved letting her dominate me like that.

Maybe a little too much.

I came several times within a few minutes.

With some clarity in my head again, I asked her:

"How do I get back to normal height?"

She just giggled and said:

"Why would you want that? You're my pet now!"

That was the last thing I heard before she put me in some kind of terrarium.

With no chance of escape...