Angela pressed the "S" button and aimed it at Derek. He was stretching he hand towards the remote.
"I guess you need to be a bit more manageable, honey," she said as she pressed the fire button. "It wasn't quite what I wanted, but I think I can still make this work."
"You're fucking crazy! What are you--" Derek paused as he began to shrink. Angela grinned as she kept the remote aimed at him. His face began to recede down the couch, his clothes loosening. "Mrs. Heartfield! Please!"
"Oh don't worry, Derek, I won't hurt you." She stood up and gazed down at her prey. His legs barely extended over the edge of the couch cushion, and were shrinking rapidly. She let go of the fire button and reached out a hand, holding Derek in place. She shuddered and moaned as she realized that she could nearly wrap one hand around his waist, then gave him another blast of the shrink ray. "I take good care of my toys."
Angela didn't bother to listen to Derek's protests as he gradually shrank. She licked her lips as his head, arms and feet vanished into her closed fist. He was pounding his fists against her palm and begging her to let him out. Angela opened her fist and smiled as she shrank him just a bit further, leaving him the size of her thumb.
"Mrs. Heartfield, please. My parents will be looking for me!" Angela pursed her lips.
"Well, I guess I'll have to find a way to shrink two people at once," she mused. "But first, I tell you what. I'm gonna go out for a walk and see what else I can do with this thing. If you manage to get me off, I'll grow you back to normal!"
"Wh...how am I supposed to get you off?" asked Derek, indignant, "My dick shrank with the rest of my body!"
"Oh," said Angela as she pulled the waistband of her yoga pants out, "I think you'll find a way." Before Derek could react, she dropped Derek down the crotch of her panties. She adjusted herself a little, working her new toy into just the right position, and let her pants snap back into their strained original position. Angela could feel the fabric tighten, squeezing Derek's body into her clit and locking him in place. He was trying to struggle against his spandex prison. Angela moaned softly as he did so. He would learn eventually. Maybe if he was good enough at his job she'd actually keep her promise. Probably not, though. "Now, what to do," she asked herself.
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