Dec 10, 2020
Trapped in a bottle
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Trapped in a bottle
It’s Not Fair
I couldn’t grab the edge of the water tank. Frankly, my dick was larger - not just relative to the rest of me but in absolute terms and with my shrinking it was longer than my legs. I hadn’t the foggiest how it still worked, physiologically, but if I was eight inches tall then it was at least a couple inches longer than I was tall. It never *really* went flaccid now - it took more blood than I did - When I was erect it felt like there was literally no blood to run anything else.
I wasn’t a man with a cock. I was a cock with a man attached to it.
Even semi-flaccid it was like being held down by a ball and chain. Well, two balls and a chain I suppose ...
Unfortunately she had been careful not to give me anything I could stack or stand on - not that I was sure how I would get from the bedroom to the lab at this size anyway but ...
She’s back - If I can talk to her - “Let me out! I developed the treatment, I can cure it ...”
She walked to the tank. “Cure it? Why would I let you ‘cure’ it?”
“This isn’t you honey! You’re a sweet, decent person!”
“You mean I was a submissive, supportive girlfriend. Besides, you liked the results well enough as I blossomed. Your dick got larger, and all of me got larger. And the supplements even worked - my bones are strong, I’m 6′2″ now ... I’m even taking a new job ... Well worth the paycut ...”
“No - if those hormones get out somehow we’ll have a crisis ...”
“Crisis being a word meaning ‘The world will be taken over by big beautiful women’. And it’s definite - I replaced the creamer at the office fridge with my breast milk, and other women at work are already growing. And most of the men are shrinking. Including several that drink their coffee black. But Jessie’s the important one.” “Who the heck is ‘Jessie’?”
“Oh, she the daughter of the owner. But the important thing is she drinks her coffee black too. But one of the junior VP’s is sleeping with her, and she’s growing. Since he also drinks black coffee, it went from his secretary to him, to her. I don’t see any reason I can’t have this all over the country in a month. All over the world hopefully.”
“That’s nut’s honey - you can’t ... you’re a programmer, you can’t make this into a pill or just contaminate some creamer in the office, the CDC will catch something like this, it would take years, they’ll catch you and me and you’ll be in prison and god knows what they’ll do to me!”
“What? What makes you think ... Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t explain that part. We’re the company that put’s Vitamin D in milk - I’m just adding your formula to their system. I’ve been calculating things like how long milk stays on shelves, transportation times, how long it stays out. I can have this stuff all hitting shelves across the country and every school within 72 hours of each other. A week for symptoms to start, another two weeks before men start noticing they’re shrinking and getting hornier. Honey, by the Time the CDC has a clue anything’s going on it will be all over.”
Shrunk again
More shrunken men in dollhouses. One has villainesses but with princes and men stuck in the windows.
more miniature men and a man on gum stepped on
Mini collection #3
Dollhouse