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by Vanden
Rated: 13+ · Short Story · Erotica · #2229363
A shrunken female stalker must now deal with a new threat.
Ren was getting ready for her first track meet since she started college. She slowly put on her new black sports bra. What she didn't know was, while her back was turned, a young fan decided to sneak into the team locker room. Her name was Amy and she had always been a big fan of Ren, especially since they'd always been in the same school ever since the 3rd grade. Amy was always too shy to even approach her, so she peeked from behind the lockers and she watched as her brown haired angel slowly reached down for her white and black tank top.

As she watched, Amy began to feel a small tingling in her body, unaware that that feeling was coming from a little something splashed into her last cup of cola. She ignored this, thinking that it was just some gas, but that was her biggest mistake.

"My God she's so gorgeous, especially with that nicely toned butt of hers. Mmmmm..."

Amy slowly began to move her hand down to the waistband of her basketball shorts, wiggling her fingers inside past the elastic and towards the crotch of her blue cotton panties as she watched Ren pull up her tight, black and white shorts that thoroughly show off her butt so nicely that it made Amy’s mouth water every time.

As Amy watched this, she started to slowly lose her height, inch by inch, and it grew worse as soon as her body began to heat up with desire. This began to get worse as she played with her body, causing it to heat up with desire. Amy’s fingers had begun to hungrily rub at her pussy as she fulfilled her wildest fantasies, she still hadn't noticed that the locker she’d been hiding behind was quickly getting bigger, then her and her clothes had begun looser.

Ren, after finishing with her shorts, then started to pull out her lucky pair of white socks with the little hearts on them from her pink, little gym bag that she had set up underneath the bench. She slowly pulled them apart and set the left one down next to her butt and brought the right one down to her dirt-speckled foot, wrapping the back of the sock around her nicely pedicured toes. Amy’s pussy began to slowly become wet as she took in every inch of Ren’s body.

“Man, I really wish she’d finally notice me so that I can finally talk to her for once. She’s all I’ve thought about for days.” Amy’s body began to hit the 4”5 mark, which made her look like a kid compared to her natural 5”6 height, but at this point she was too far gone to notice.

As Ren finished with the right foot, she did the same with the left. She took her time because of how the soft fabric felt on the bottom of her wrinkled soles. Amy, knowing that the race would start soon, decided to quicken her pace, moving past the cotton and straight to her soaking wet pussy, which got tickled by a small gust of wind once she pulled the elastic from her skin. Still unaware of the fact that she had now shrunk to 2"6 and none of her clothes fit, especially her black t-shirt which now looks like a huge poncho getting ready to fall off her toddler sized body.

Filled with euphoria, she moved her small hand to her right breast and began to slowly massage it as she continued to get closer and closer to that sweet release. She continuously tried to quiet her moans so that the now giant-sized runner didn't find her still watching, and it was at that point, she had finally reached the point of no return as her body had now shrunk down to under a foot tall making her look the size of a Barbie doll.

Ren, now fully clothed, began to walk back to her locker to grab her size seven running shoes whose soles had been massacred by each meet as they contained every drop of dried up sweat and every piece of lint that had touched her socks. The smell began to fill the room with a very oppressive scent, but this did nothing to deter our little adventurer as she reached the final hurdle. She cried out in ecstasy as her body tensed up and her fluids flowed out into her panties, barely making a stain. As she slowly began to get up she finally realized what had been happening around her and she was now standing in the crotch of her once too small panties, and the biggest shock came to her when she looked back where her goddess was sitting, still putting on her once white shoes that towered over Amy.

She tried her best to keep her composure. "Okay...okay, this looks bad, I am now the size of an ant and my only hope is the giant woman that I've been spying on this whole time. What possibly could go wrong? All I need to do is climb up her body and get her attention. How hard can this really be?"

Oh, how wrong she was. She began her long journey by stepping out of the now huge pile of clothes left by her old life, she tripped once when she lost her footing traversing her giant panties, falling onto an old cum stain from one of her previous fantasy sessions. Amy was forced to taking in the rip scent as she heard a loud thud coming from the direction of the bench.

Ren heard the thud of Amy’s clothes and looked over at the lockers behind her seeing a somewhat familiar pair of shorts, thinking they belonged to that weird girl that always seemed to be stalking her in the hall after class, so she dropped her other shoe and decided to check out the weird pile of clothing. As she walked over, Amy struggled to keep her composure as every step was like a mini earthquake now and she then looked over to see the now giant shoe as it approached her afraid that Ren might step on her so she tried to run the other way.

Ren reached the pile and noticed that nobody was around so she decided to store the clothes in her gym bag until the end of the race so that she could bring them to the lost and found. Amy's world began to shake rapidly as she watched her location skyrocket up to the now more prominent C-cup breasts of her normal sized schoolmate.

"What is she doing with my clothes? Could she have seen me? Am I saved?" Amy wondered as she got knocked around by the vibrations caused by Ren’s footsteps.

Ren walked over to her gym bag and carefully slipped the pile into her very musky bag, and then went back to putting on her other shoes. Amy finally got her bearings as the clothes sat inside the bag and she realized that she needed to get out of here as soon as possible before the bag was closed for the next few hours and then she'd be trapped with the rank towels and clothes. So, she began to run towards the edge of the bag and tried to climb the fabric, to no avail due to the mostly flat material until she realized that she could just try to climb the zip, she slapped herself in the head and she ran over. She began to climb the teeth of the zipper, struggling since her body still hadn’t recovered from her orgasm earlier.

As soon Amy had reached the lip of her capturer’s gym bag, she began to feel tired. Her arms started wobble, making her realize that her body wasn’t ready for this kind of exertion, and so before she could lift herself up, her arms give out and she began to fall back into the smelly prison that she was so close to escaping. She landed back onto the panties and rolled over into the little pocket at the crotch where she began to wish she’d washed these better before deciding to wear them for more than a day. Her eyes teared up from the scent as she looked up from the pocket to see Ren zip up the bag, leaving her in the dark with the rest of her belongings. The scent of body odor and sweat grew more pungent thanks to the lack of outside air.

Amy started crawling through the dark when her prison was thrown into the locker and with that she end up back where she was but now her underwear was stuck under the rest of her and Ren's clothes, this had made her idea of escaping and getting Ren's attention almost impossible, at least until she was back home. Amy decided to take a nap, so that she can be prepared when the time came.

What Amy wasn't aware of was she wasn't the only one that wanted to have a little piece of Amy because, while she was sleeping, another one of Ren's stalkers, Jenna, had snuck into the locker room during the race and broke into Ren’s locker. This caused a lot of rattling which woke Amy pretty quickly. She was confused because Ren had just left not too long ago and she wouldn't have come back from the meet so quickly, so who else could be entering her locker? As she wondered this, the door clicked and swung open. This caused a loud bang which startled Amy to the point that she had to rush to cover her ears before the noise destroyed them completely.

Amy felt a huge jolt from the outside as the bag seemed to be moving very fast, and this was due to how excited Jenna was to be holding the very thing that held her crush’s dirtiest of items each day: her shoes. Jenna knew that Ren would be wearing them during the race, which did make her a bit disappointed, but maybe she’d find something more valuable, like her dirty little panties, and just the thought of this made Jenna blush. She brought the bag to her chest for a big hug, which caused her massive boobs to compress the walls of the bag and shift around some of the clothes again.

While this was going on, Amy struggled to not fall to the back of the bag while giant shirts and shorts fell past her and the walls started to close in, causing her panty prison to crumple up into a mess of fabric and stains, which caused her to become entombed in her own scent. Jenna finally placed the bag down on the bench behind her and started to slowly unzip the zipper, moving her face close to the bag to take in the scent that was released, feeling ecstatic as she took in Ren’s sweaty, smelly scent which had mixed with Amy’s dirty clothes. Even better than the smell was the sight of her unwashed clothes, which made Jenna squeal. To her, this moment was like finding the rarest of diamonds. She couldn’t stop herself from reaching into the musky bag and pulling out Ren’s sweat covered t-shirt which she had worn during her usual morning runs, she put it up to her nose and started to inhale the scent, closing her eyes and holding it in until her lungs couldn’t take it anymore, forcing her to breathe.

When Jenna pulled the shirt from the bag, the panties that Amy was trapped inside of ended up turning over and moving next her shorts, which caused Amy to cry out in surprise. Sadly, this noise wasn’t as audible as you’d think due to some of the clothes still laying on top of her prison but if she could find a way to move the giant fabric over, this mystery person might have heard her, but this was easier said than done. Instead, Amy tried to roll her panties over so to catch this person’s attention so that they could help her get back to normal, but she also forgot that she was still tired from trying to climb out of the bag earlier. She knew she need to push past her limits if she wanted to be saved, and so she started to roll her body back and forth and with each roll her cotton cage started to slightly move a bit each time which in the end caused the panties to roll up onto the shorts that were next to her.

“Jackpot! Those must be the fabled panties of legend.”

Jenna giggled at how cheesy that sounded and grabbed the panties, pulling them up to her face and taking whiff. However, these panties didn’t just have Ren’s scent but someone else’s as well, which confused her. She just shrugged it off and sniffed them again.

While this was going on, Amy felt her body being squeezed from all sides by these massive fingers as her prison was filled with a blue light and dark shadows. She heard the loud noise of her new capture inhaling and then exhaling signaling that maybe getting her attention wasn’t such a good idea due to how crazy she seems compared to her. She would never steal from Ren and she would never steal her unwashed panties even if these panties were actually hers, but who else was going to help her? She cried out, hoping Jenna could hear.

Jenna then heard a very low voice coming from the panties in her hand and she decided to check out the noise to make sure it wasn’t some bug. Besides, it might have been a secret toy that Ren kept in her panties.

This thought caused a new fantasy to pop into her head: a fantasy of her beloved using a figurine to get off. Jenna took a moment to take it in and because of this her hand began to tighten around the panties. Now it took her a minute to realize this and so she loosened her grip as to not break her new plaything, she then moved her other hand over to the panties and she started to unravel the panties, feeling the excitement grow in her chest.

Amy slowly recovered from the massive squeeze that Jenna put on her as she started to notice that the faint light in her prison was starting to get brighter and brighter as she’s being unraveled. Jenna finally finished opening up the dirty underwear to reveal a tiny girl who she’d seen in the hallways many times while she was watching Ren. Jenna looked her over, and a grin appeared on her face.

For years, Jenna had been fascinated by tiny people. She had always want her own tiny woman. She had even one or twice imagined Ren had shrunk down and lived in her room with her where she would take her like she was her little girlfriend.

“Well look what we have here, a tiny woman for me to take care of? For now I’ll keep you here until I get home and then we can play.”

She said this with a big grin as she moved the panties to her back pocket where she would keep her new friend until she got home from the race. She slipped Amy in before she could say a word and pushed the panties over her inside the pocket so she couldn’t escape and so nobody would suspect anything. She pulled her jeans up higher so that the pocket became airtight and walked out of the locker room and into the stands, where she sat for hours watching her beloved track star.


To be continued...

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