Suzy looked down at my erection, then into my eyes, and said, “I guess that means you’d like to go inside of me, doesn’t it?” Wow, that was direct, I thought. “Well, Suzy,” I said, a bit taken aback, “I’d be lying if I didn’t say I’d always found you attractive, and in this... condition... you’re even more so, and you’re really beautiful. But yes, it’s an arousal reaction that I really can’t control.”
“I thought so,” she said, “so here we go with experiment number 1.” She took the remote from my hand, aimed it at me, and pressed the firing button again; I started shrinking again. From being slightly taller than her just-under-two-foot stature, my eyes passed hers, then her full lips, her neck, her breasts, her belly button, her pubic area, her knees, and her ankles, finally winding up looking up at the toenail of her big toe. As best I could tell, I was about a quarter-inch tall relative to Suzy; in absolute terms, I was about a tenth of an inch tall, a little under three millimeters.
“So here’s what’s next,” the gigantic voice of the tiny two-foot-tall girl thundered. “I’m going to test whether someone completely inside will shrink in the same way or not, which is why I made you so small. Once you’re inside me,” and suddenly my erection, which had almost disappeared while shrinking, was back again, “I’m going to shrink myself down by half. So when I take you out, it should be obvious if you’re the same relative height to me or not, and I really hope you are. So just lay down on the floor, face down.”
I did, and in just a moment I felt a gentle pressure all over my body from a surface covered in a thick liquid. The liquid stuck me to the surface, and as what turned out to be her finger, which she had licked, rose, I rose with it; as I rose, she turned her finger over so that I was lying on the pad of her index finger.
She had squatted down to reach my tiny body, so it was a simple matter for her to reach between her legs, move me past both sets of labia, and push me what felt like about 20 feet into her vagina. As her finger withdrew, all the light went with it, and the walls of her most intimate place held me completely concealed from the rest of the world.
After a few moments, I felt a bit of the same feeling I had felt when I had been shrunk, but nothing around me seemed to change; I gathered that I had shrunk again when she shrank herself, a conclusion confirmed moments later when she grabbed my legs and pulled me out of herself.
“Well,” she said, “I’m now about 8 inches tall, but you look about the same relative to me, so I’m thinking that you probably shrank at the same ratio, which makes you about a millimeter tall at the moment. That’s a very convenient height for the next thing I had in mind, which was to see just how far you can climb into my breast. I’m on a medication to help with some feminine problems, which makes me lactate a little bit, so it ought to be easier to get in there.
“Are you up for that?”