Saff hosted: Story20

Study Session

By fingerwrap -- a/k/a elwood

I should have known something was wrong as soon as I stepped out of the shower. Actually, tripped out of the shower is more like it. My leg didn’t clear the side of the tub and I tumbled out, nearly hitting my head on the wall before I hit the floor.

Cursing, I got up, wincing at the pain in my hip. “That’s going to be one hell of a bruise,” I thought. Luckily, my hip seemed to be the worst of the damage. Grinning at my clumsiness, I retied my towel around my waist and made my way to the sink to brush my teeth. As I looked in the mirror, something seemed different. When I had installed the medicine chest, I made sure that it was level with my height so that my face appeared in the middle of the mirror. Now in my reflection, my chin barely cleared the bottom of the mirror! “What the hell is going on here?” I thought out loud.

I looked at the sink counter and noticed it reached my first rib, whereas it had been waist height. The towel bar was higher too! I continued to look around, feeling the panic rising within me.

“Calm down,” I thought, struggling to hold it together, “there has to be a logical explanation.” But the more I thought, the more the conclusion was inevitable, I had shrunk!

Just then my towel slid off my waist and I realized that shrunk wasn’t the right term. I was still shrinking.

I ran naked out of the bathroom to the desk in my bedroom. I pulled a tape measure from the desk drawer and measured myself. Four feet, three inches. I had lost almost two feet in less than 20 minutes.

I then realized that nobody else was home. I felt relief at first—I didn’t want anybody to see me like this—but I quickly realized that I needed help and if I continued to shrink at this rate, I’d be hard to find. Then I heard the door open.

“Jeff? Are you home?” It was Mandy; she was supposed to come over to study this morning with Alexia. My panic rose. I stayed silent, trying to think. What should I do?

“Jeffie, where are you?” I recognized Alexia’s sultry voice. I couldn’t let them see me like this. Realizing my nakedness, I dashed to my dresser to find something to wear. My pants wouldn’t work at this point, I realized, having lost another five inches or so. I grabbed a one of my t-shirts, one of the tight ones I wore to parties after working out. Now it hung on me like a dress, the bottom piling on the floor, two folds deep.

The door to my room opened and I spun around. “Jeff?” Mandy froze in the doorway, mouth open wide, her soft, blue eyes even wider.

“Is he in there?” Alexia came up the stairs and pushed past Mandy into my room. Her green eyes widened as well, but she recovered quicker. “I see that he is.” She smiled, coyly, and brushed her brown curly hair from her face. “At least part of him is.”

I felt like a little boy meeting his cute babysitters and realizing his attraction to the opposite sex for the first time. Alexia was a “cute” girl, green eyes, petite, with dimples, a button nose and a nice figure. She was wearing blue capris-length work out pants and a tight, burgundy blouse with spaghetti straps. She and Mandy were planning on going to the gym after we studied.

Mandy was more the bombshell type, tall, long blonde hair, blue eyes, ample breasts, accentuated today by a teal blouse that was little more than a gauzy sports bra, and thigh high Lycra shorts.

Mandy finally spoke, her voice soft and full of concern. “Jeff, what happened to you? You’re so. . .small.” The word hit me hard, adding certainty to my predicament.

“I don’t known, Mandy.” I tugged at my shirt to keep it from slipping off my shoulders. “I first noticed it when I got out of the shower. I don’t know what to do.” My voice started to break and I looked away from them. I was embarrassed enough by my size; I didn’t want to cry in front of them too.

Mandy approached me and put her warm hand on my back. I was no more than hip high to her and she pulled me to the silky shorts. “We’ll help you Jeff. You’ll be ok.” Her voice was consoling, like she was talking to a hurt child. I could smell her jasmine body lotion through her shorts.

I looked up and saw Mandy grinning down at me, her breasts nearly blocking her face. Her touch made me feel better; I wasn’t so alone. “That’s right Jeffie,” Alexia said, “we won’t let anything happen to our little guy.” I winced when I heard this, and spun to see her expression. She was laughing at my reaction, but then came over and playfully rubbed my head.

“Girls, I think I’m still shrinking. I measured myself just before you came and I was only about four feet tall.” I glanced at Alexia now and saw my eyes were level with her zipper. “I don’t even think I’m three feet tall now.”

“Ok, Jeff, just relax. Let’s all sit down and take a deep breath.” Mandy was taking control. She guided me to the bed and lifted me on to it, a weird sensation considering I had been 200 pounds just the day before. She sat beside me while Alexia grabbed my desk chair and sat opposite me. My t-shirt hung limply past my dangling feet and I could only keep one of my shoulders covered at a time.

“You said this happened in the shower. Did you do anything different while you were in there?” I blushed at the question—I had masturbated with a new body oil I found in my shower. I had never seen it before, but it really worked well. Mandy had been in my thoughts.

Alexia saw my reaction. “What did you do, Jeffie?”

“I used a new body oil today. It’s supposed to relieve muscle soreness.”

“Is that all you did? You seem embarrassed about something.”

“Yes,” I barked, “I’m just embarrassed that I’m so damn small, Alexia!”

Both girls were taken aback by my reaction. Mandy looked down at me with a wrinkled brow. Alexia just smiled like she knew I was hiding something. “Well, ok, Jeff. Is this oil still in the shower?”

“Yes, it’s still there.” The calm in my voice was exaggerated, as I tried to cover my uneasiness. Alexia got up and walked out of the room and I looked to Mandy, seeing my eyes were level with the bare flesh beneath her bra. I shuddered from the memory of my thoughts in the shower.

Alexia returned with my body oil and read the label aloud. “’For The Man Who Plays as Hard as He Works.’ Do you play as hard as you work, Jeffie?” she giggled.

“Quit teasing him, Alexia, he’s melting away beside me while you fool around.” Mandy placed her hand on my shoulder. Her long, silver nailed finger reached almost to my chest.

She giggled again. “Muscle Lube. Hmm, let’s read the warning label. It says, ‘Reduces muscle swelling by using a unique mixture of mixture of herbs.’ Ok, is says ‘Keep out of eyes. Keep away from flames.’ Ah, here it is. ‘Do not use on or near genital areas as it may cause muscle contraction.’ You didn’t use this on your genitals, did you Jeffie?” I hesitated long enough to give myself away. “You did, you little perv, didn’t you!”

“I might have spilled a little down there.” I confessed. “I mean, most oils you can use all over. I never thought to read the label,” I stammered. “Besides, this is more than ‘muscle contraction’, don’t you think? Look at me!”

And that they did, both of them, with a mixture of humor and pity. Sitting beside Mandy, my head was level with her firm, bare midriff. Could it really have been that damn oil?

“Well try to remember, Jeff. Did you feel anything when you applied the oil. . .down there?”

I really wanted to stop talking about this, but what choice did I have? The oil was the only possible explanation.

“Well, it felt very warm.” I smiled remembering. “It felt really good, to be honest, warm and silky, like a . . .” I stopped in deference to my present company. I pushed tried to push the memories of my fantasy with Mandy from my head, but the touch of her skin against me made it impossible. I looked straight ahead at Alexia, up to her face and saw that knowing smile again.

“You pleasured yourself, didn’t you?” Alexia was delighted at my embarrassment.

“I don’t want to talk about this!” I whined. Mandy moved her enormous hand to my head and gently tilted it so I was looking up at her. I realized that I still felt the warmth that I had felt when I first used the oil.

“Jeffrey, you need to tell us the truth so we can help you.” Her eyes were soft and kind, though there was a hint of mischief in her smile. “Everybody does it, there’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
She let go of my head and I looked away.

“Ok, I did,” I said sheepishly. “So now you know, I whacked off! Now make me bigger!”

“I have an idea.” Alexia leaned forward and lifted me off the bed and placed me on the floor. I was now no bigger than a three year old. “Lift your arms.” I obeyed and she lifted my shirt off.
I stood on the floor just taller than her knee. Mandy now stood too, both women looking down on my rapidly shrinking, naked body. Instinctively, I covered myself with my hands.

“Why did you do that Alexia?” I pleaded. “Please, I’ve had enough humiliation, for one day. Give me back my shirt.”

“Hold on squirt, I just want to see something.” With that she crouched down and tried to pull my hands away from my groin. I tried to twist away from her but Mandy held my shoulders firmly and stopped me. “Move your hands, this is important Jeff!”

Reluctantly, I did and Alexia moved her head closer. My penis was already hard and it began to pulse expectantly at her attention. Alexia slowly ran her finger along my tiny shaft, and then brought the finger to her eye. I stifled a moan at her touch. “Just as I thought,” she said, glancing up to Mandy, “There is still a trace of that oil on him.”

Now Mandy bent over, her blonde hair covering my face and she stuck full her hand between my legs and cupped my balls. The blood rushed from my head and I nearly collapsed. Both of them stood up and I realized I had shrunk some more, as I was looking up at Mandy’s bare kneecap. “You’re right Alexis, there’s still a lot on him. We really should get it off before it does more damage.”

Alexia took her cue, and lifted me up by my waist. I protested and tried to fight her, but she simply tightened her grip and walked into the bathroom. She stood me on the sink counter and turned the water on, still holding me tight with one hand. “Settle down, Jeff,” Mandy whispered behind Alexia, “We need to do this.” Alexia tested the water with her free hand, then lowered me into the partially full sink.

“Girls, I can wash myself! You’re treating me like a child!”

“Most men wouldn’t complain about two beautiful women giving them a bath.” Alexia purred, but relaxed her grip and removed her hand from me. “And the last time you bathed by yourself, look what happened.”

Mandy giggled at this and bent down over the sink, her face mere inches from mine. Her full lips glistened with lip balm, and as she got closer I could feel myself shrinking some more. “I’m going to watch you this time, Jeff, and make sure you do it right.”

“I better watch too, Jeffie,” Alexia cooed. “You can never be too careful. Besides you have the cutest little butt!” The girls giggled some more as I blushed, tiny, naked and trapped in my own sink.

“Could I please have some privacy? Haven’t I suffered enough?”

“No, I’d say you suffered just about the right amount.” The twinkle in Alexia’s eyes was both intimidating and arousing. “You’re wasting time, Jeff.” She grabbed the bottle of soap, and pumped some onto her hand, which was now about the size of my torso. Her finger nails were recently French manicured. She quickly pulled me from the sink and lathered the soap all over, particularly between my legs. My penis, already near full extension, engorged rapidly, pushing to explode out of my skin. Her expert hands dwarfed my tiny phallus, massaging the oil away before moving onto my balls and back to my butt. I groaned, dizzy in her grasp, helpless and fully exposed. She brought me to her face, inspecting me for oil and rubbing her fingers over my flesh. She looked between my legs, then caught my gaze and smiled wide. I yearned for her to place my throbbing manhood between her full lips, but apparently she was satisfied with what she saw and plunged me into the water, now manipulating the soap from me. She let me lie there while she dried her hands.

“I’ll dry him off Alexia.” Mandy, having watched my whole bath, seemed anxious to get involved. She reached into the water, playfully pushed me under, then wrapped her long fingers around my waist and removed me from the sink with one hand. Holding me in her fist, she reached for a towel. She lay me on her palm and delicately dabbed me with towel. While Mandy’s hands were bigger than Alexia’s, I knew I must still be shrinking, as nearly my entire body fit on her palm. She flipped me over and dried my back, her strong fingers massaging away the worry knots in my muscles through the soft terry cloth of the towel.

When I was dry to her satisfaction, she flipped me into her other hand so that I was face up. My tiny erection popped up like an antennae. “Looks like you should have used cold water, Alexia,” she snickered.

Alexia looked me over a laughed. “At least your libido is still normal sized, even if your little guy isn’t.” She rubbed it with her index finger and my balls ached expectantly. “Do you think he’s stopped shrinking, Mandy?”

“It’s hard to tell. He’s gotten so tiny.” They both looked down at me. Looking up at them, I couldn’t help but be amazed at the sheer enormity of their breasts in their tight work out clothes.
“He’s smaller than my hand!”

I stood up on Mandy’s palm, struggling to keep my balance. “Stop talking about me like I’m some child or animal! I’m really scared. Look at me! How am I supposed to live like this.” I felt ridiculous and insignificant standing on this woman’s palm, smaller than a Ken Doll, but comically “anatomically correct” with my dick sticking out like a divining rod. I was so horny I could barely stand up straight. And if Mandy dropped me , I’d be finished.

Alexia plucked me off of Mandy’s palm and held me between her fingers. “Try to relax, Jeff, I think the shrinking has at least slowed. We should measure you to be sure.” She extended her thumb and forefinger on her other hand and held me against the outstretched digits. “Ok, so you’re a little bit bigger than that,” she said gesturing to her fingers. “I’m guessing that’s about six inches or so.” Again that devilish smiled appeared on her dimpled face. “So you’re about schlong length.”

“Alexia, you’re terrible,” Mandy screamed, but she couldn’t contain her smile. “I’d say he’s a little bit bigger than the average schlong. He’s a nice sized schlong!” At that point, I wished Alexia would just crush me between her fingers and put me out of my misery. The humiliation was too much to bear. And despite it all, I yearned to have these two beauties, my closest friends, put me out of another sort of misery. Their sheer size was intoxicating. Their power over me was addictive. I wanted to be their “schlong”, wanted to be their tiny sex toy. I wanted to be relieved of the throbbing between my legs that colored my every thought a shade of hazy red.

I continued to dangle between Alexia’s lovely fingers while they laughed at their joke. As their laughter subsided, though, there was a very different look on each of their faces. First it was a subtle licking of the lips by Mandy. Then I noticed Alexia’s grip tighten slightly as she brushed her long hair back from her face, as I’d seen her do when Brad Pitt removed his shirt in a movie.

Mandy seemed embarrassed by her thoughts. “Has he gotten any smaller, Alexia?”

She measured me again. “Not that I can tell, still about six inches.”

“So at least it has slowed.” I felt somewhat relieved as Mandy said this.

“Alexia, please put me down. I feel ridiculous like this.”

“Whatever you want, little guy.” She bent over and put me on the floor. I noticed for the first time that they had both taken off their shoes; their ruby red toes were each directly in front of me. I’m not much of a foot guy, but these toes pushed me to new levels of sexual frustration. My insignificance became ever more apparent as I looked up and my friends towered over me like skyscrapers. Alexia’s toes curled under as she peered down at me, while Mandy moved her foot beside me, the knob of her ankle about the height of my chest.

“You ladies have the same pedicurist?” I yelled, trying to lighten up. They grinned. “She does nice work, very even polish.” I walked over and tapped Alexia’s big toe. She wiggled it, knocking me over.

“Watch yourself pipsqueak.” She sneered, hands on her hips in mock indignation.

Mandy stood closer, and rubbed her enormous toe gently up my thigh. “Poor little Jeff, you're so tiny, so helpless. So adorable.” My passion was passed being unbearable and as Mandy rubbed my leg, all I could think about was sticking my penis between her toes.

Alexia then scooped me up again, the swiftness of her motion leaving me disoriented and nauseous. “Time for a measurement.” To my dismay, I immediately realized that I was now somewhat shorter than the span of her shapely fingers. While the shrinking had slowed, it was continuing. “Oh Jeffie, you’re getting even tinier!”

She wrapped her hand around me and I cuddled up in her grasp, enjoying the warmth. My erect penis pressed uncomfortably against Alexia’s hand. She felt it and smiled. “Mandy, maybe if we took care of this poor boy’s erection, he might stop shrinking.”

“But Alexia, that’s the only part of him that’s big.” She winked at me and I looked down away from her. “But I guess we should give it a shot. How can we do that without hurting the little guy? We might be a little loose for him to do it the conventional way.”

“Yeah, I like being on top any way. I don’t think that would work out too well, would it Jeff?” She held me up by her face so she could see my reaction. I was past caring; all I could think of was being pleasured by these goddesses.

“More importantly, which one of us gets to play with him?” Mandy seemed eager; her eyes glistened. “I always catch him peeking at my breasts, so I think he’d enjoy playing with me.”

“Well, he’s always looking at my ass, so I should get to have some fun too.”

“What do you think, Jeff, can you handle both of us?”

I couldn’t speak. I just nodded my head violently. I had dreamed of this often, though never did I expect it would be under such unusual circumstances.

“Well, put him on the bed, Alexia. We better get started—there won’t be much left of him if we wait!”

Alexia walked to the bed and tossed me on to it. Then she shimmied her pants off, revealing her firm toned legs. As she lifted her top over her head, her beautiful breasts spilled out, firm, full b’s, nicely shaped with small, pert nipples.

Mandy seemed less certain. “Are we really doing this?”

“Take off your clothes Mandy. You said it yourself, he’s melting away.”

Mandy too slipped out of her clothes, her hour glass figure just as I had imagined it earlier in the shower. Her c cup breasts were capped by larger, dark brown nipples which contrasted with her fair skin.

They towered over me looking down at the bed. Mandy crossed her legs, but then sat beside me, creating a wave in the mattress that caused me to fall against her thigh. Alexia sat on my other side and helped me to my feet. I looked back and forth at the wealth of beauty that sandwiched me.

Mandy placed her finger between my legs, letting my penis rest on the smooth topside of her fingernail. She slid it gently beneath me, causing me to tremble in delight. Meanwhile, Alexia slid her finger down my back, and over my butt. I briefly considered that these massive fingers could crush me like a bug, but that only intensified the experience.

Mandy lifted her hand with me straddling her finger. I lie face down on it, grasping her nail and wrapping my legs and arms tightly so I wouldn’t fall. She brought her finger to Alexia’s lips, which parted to meet it. I watched uneasily as the silver nail between my legs began to disappear between the two pillows of dark pink flesh. My penis too slipped in beyond Alexia’s lips and the moisture and warmth I felt soothed my aching loins. Alexia’s lips were against my chest before Mandy slowly slipped her finger out and then brought it just as slowly back in. Alexia’s nose cast a shadow over me and I yearned for Mandy to speed up her rhythm.

It was not to be. Alexia took Mandy by the wrist and stopped her. Pulling the finger from her mouth, she looked down at me, then lifted me off, and slid me against her neck, over her breast and nipple, down her taut belly, before sitting me between Mandy’s legs. Her neatly trimmed bush was within arms reach and I went to it, searching for the giant fruit within. Alexia stopped me, slid her own finger between my legs and urged Mandy to lie down with her opposite hand. As Mandy reclined, she spread her legs. Alexia leaned over and inserted her finger into Mandy, sliding me between Mandy’s parted labia, until my face pressed against her clitoris. Mandy groaned as I touched her and her juices washed over my face. Alexia slid her finger out from under me, leaving me lying on top of Mandy. The sensation was too much to bear and I began to thrust my hips against her while licking her sensitive flesh and massaging it with my tiny hands.

Alexia must have felt neglected, because she climbed on top of Mandy and lowered her own pussy over me, and slid back and forth over my backside. I was completely engulfed, womblike, between my luscious friends. Based by the vibrations I felt and the loan moaning I heard, they seemed to be enjoying themselves. I, myself, was in a cave of pleasure, and I bucked and twisted as best I could to both enjoy every nook of my surroundings and to further pleasure Alexia and Mandy. At last I could hold on no longer, and spilled my seed between the girls, the orgasm intensified by the lack of air. The girls continued to grind away on me intensely, but I was spent and could only lie there, a mere dildo to their desires. As they reached climax, the pressure became unbearable and I was sure I would be crushed to a pulp. I tried to scream, but with little air in my lungs and a mouth full of fluid, it was not possible.

The grinding soon stopped and Alexia rolled off of Mandy. I slid, lifelessly, down the shallow canal of the entrance of Mandy’s pussy, over her butt crack, and down to the bed. I was soaked and Mandy shivered as I passed.

As I stood, I noticed I was smaller though I felt different. The warm sensation that I first felt in the shower that morning had completely subsided. Mandy’s legs were stretched out on either side of me, a landscape of smooth feminine beauty. She showed no signs of moving and her thigh seemed too steep for me to climb, so I walked down the length of her legs to her ankles and struggled there to climb up. Mandy didn’t move at all.

Once up on her ankle, I carefully walked up her leg, which was more difficult than I thought, due to the rounded surface beneath me. I found that I needed to stay on the bone, as the softer flesh on either side of it made it difficult to keep my footing, much like trying to run on soft sand.

Looking over to my right, I could see Alexia’s rounded hips as she lie on her side. I neared Mandy’s bush and had an urge to jump into it and again surround myself with her delicious fruit. The soreness I felt all over my body discouraged me from this course of action, so I continued my way up to her belly. Her enormous boobs now stood before me like twin mountain peaks. Based on their size, I figured I was about an inch tall.

“Mandy, Alexia,” I yelled. “I think I stopped shrinking!” Mandy raised her head, carefully and Alexia leaned up on her side to look down at me. They seemed amused by my claims.

“And not a minute too soon, it seems,” Alexia giggled. She looked at Mandy. “I told you the sex would work. You remembered to bring the other lotion, right?”

“Of course, Alexia. Don’t forget, it was my idea to put that body oil in his shower. Now we can use the other lotion to grow him back and do this again tomorrow!” She thought for a second. “Well, maybe we’ll grow him back after we have a little more fun. A very ‘little’ more fun!”

I wanted to be angry at them, but Mandy lifted me up and sat me on the very tip of her finger. Then she and Alexia kissed me from each side, sandwiching me between their lips.

I didn’t have any plans for tomorrow, anyway.