This choice: You will lose a few inches each day. • Go Back... You wake up alone in a cold sweat. Maggie had already left for work, and you weren't on the clock for another few hours. The memories of the day before race through your mind as you walk into the kitchen to get something to eat. Was she serious? Could somebody really shrink you like that? You look around and don't feel any different. The table is still as high as you thought it was yesterday, the counters aren't out of reach. Maybe it was all in your mind! You take a sigh of relief and sit down to eat some cereal. You try and ignore it, but the desire to know the truth is too strong. You put the spoon down and go to a drawer to pull out a tape measure. You know you stood a good 6 foot 3 at your last physical, so if there's any difference in that, it will confirm your fears. You step on one end of the tape and bring the rest up to the top of your head, holding it in place at your current hight. You know you shouldn't even be caring about something like this, but when you look down at the tape measurement, you almost feel compelled to sit down. You know it's not a mistake, you know there's no way you just moved your hand too quickly. You were down to 6 foot tall even. You had shrunk three inches! You almost throw up and look at the clock. You still have quite some time before you have to go to work, so you put some clothes on quickly and rush out the door to your car. You speed off to where the festival was on a blind hope that the Madame is still there. Maybe you could pay her off or beg for your size, but you know that you can't just shrink down to nothing! You are relieved to see the tent still there, set up just as it was, but with no carnival surrounding it. The rest of the concessions and vendors had left for the next town, and all that stood in the middle of the field was Madame Rosella's reading tent. Almost as if it were waiting for you. You cautiously open the flap and are immediately met with the face of your opressor. Madame Rosella looks you up and down and tilts her head, jokingly saying "Hey, have you gotten taller since the last time we met?" You collect yourself and ask "Why are you staying? Just to torment me further?" She looks at you with a condescending smirk and says "Don't think so highly of yourself, my not-so-incredible shrinking man. I happen to like it here. The shops are convenient, the parks are clean, and the townspeople are nice... for the most part. Some of the police officers can be a bit of a pain."
She holds up a finger as if to stop you mid conversation and reaches into her pants with her other hand. She fishes around for a second and then pulls out between two fingers a miniature, shivering woman. She only looks to be about two inches tall, and she's sweating from head to toe, crying out in a high pitched voice for mercy. Rosella just looks at her and purses her lips together in a babying fashion "Oooh, you're all tired and hot, aren't you? That's what you get for trying to get all your little cop friends to kick me out of the park. Now are you going to approve my permit to live and set up my shop right here?" The tiny woman cries out "Yes! Yes! Just please change me back!" Rosella puts a finger up to her chin and says "Hmmm, not quite yet. You called me some pretty nasty things before I made you tiny and crushed your partner. So I'll give you another hour to think about how to be nicer to people of other cultures." The shrunken woman's screams are quickly muffled as the fingers release, dropping her back against the gorgeous traveller's pussy. The gypsy squirms a bit, and starts laughing, before turning her attention back to you. "Oh, I almost forgot you were there for a second, now where were we?" You were shocked beyond reason at what you had just seen the woman do, and you feared that you'd be in that exact position within a matter of days. Rosella licks her lips and says "If you're feeling impatient and somewhat jealous, i could always snap my fingers and make you her size right now. There's room for two in there..." You are speechless at her proposition, but she just shakes her head before you can answer and says "No, no no. That would be too convenient, to just get it out of the way like that. I want you to experience every day being just a little bit shorter. Eventually you'll be the perfect size, but until then, I'll enjoy the thought of you trying to go through your normal life while slowly but surely dwindling away. Don't try and talk your way out of this. They all do." You sigh and say "If there's nothing i can say to get you to take this curse away then fine, i won't say anything. But i'm begging you for a chance to PROVE that I'm a good person. I will do anything you say, anything you ask. All that i ask in return is that you reconsider my punishment." You decide to appeal to her better side (if she has one) and offer yourself to her. Unlike the policewoman currently drowning in her panties, you can see that Rosella is actually giving thought to your pleas.
She crosses her arms and taps her feet, saying "You truly are a desperate man, aren't you?" You nod and say "I don't want to die. Not like this." She looks you up and down, before taking a look around her own tent. She lets out a small chuckle and says "I won't deny that I could use some help around here... tell you what, little man. Every day you will come to Madame Rosella's tent. You will do something special for her. You will please her. And then when you finally reach a size of less than an inch tall, when you are nothing but a pathetic little ant cowering between my toes, I will consider returning you to your normal size and removing the shrinking spell. Do we have an agreement?" You are almost on the verge of tears, miserable in the knowledge that you're going to be this crazy woman's slave as you shrink down, but happy that eventually it will all be taken care of. You say "Deal. I'll do whatever you ask. Thank you." You extend a hand to shake hers in completion of the deal, but she just laughs and says "Oh, no. Your handshake means nothing to me. If you want me to believe that you will be my willing, obedient servant, you must get on your knees and kiss my feet." You slowly drop to your knees and bow down, watching Rosella's smile get wider as you do so. She puts her left foot forward, her pretty red-painted toes wiggling in anticipation as you lower your head down to the ground and plant a small kiss on the top of her foot. She giggles above you and says "That's so cute. I like the way you look down there kissing my foot. I can barely wait until you're the same size as it. I'm already getting excited thinking about the games i will play with your teeny little body." You wipe your lips off and stand back to your full height, and Madame Rosella nods in approval. "Very well. It has begun. Welcome to your new life of servitude, little man. When you come back tomorrow, you will be another few inches shorter, and we can begin." You are almost too afraid to ask, but you have to know. You ask the gypsy "What will be my job, Madame?" She just smiles and says very proudly...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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