Toothless winced as Astrid raised the overturned potion vial right above him, and a single drop of liquid fell splashing right onto his back and wings.
Immediately he felt the same shrinking sensation as before, feeling his body slowly compress, with Astrid’s body and bed sheets around him getting more and more huge in relation.
Astrid kept looking at the visibly shrinking Night Fury and, with an excited expression on her face, bent over, to get a closer look at him. Toothless was astonished from the sight of the viking girl’s giant face towering over him, taking more and more of his view as he shrinks. His instincts told him to run and hide somewhere, but before he could do that, Astrid’s gigantic fingers reached for him, pinching his shrinking body in-between, and carried him towards her eye.
“This is so amazing! You are getting so tiny, Toothless! A few more minutes and you will be just a speck on my finger tip!” - the girl said quietly, with a surprised expression on her face. “But before you get so small… Let me put you somewhere we both will like.” - she added, moving her hand towards her sole, before releasing Toothless, dropping him in the center of it.
“Oh, I almost forgot!” - she exclaimed, reaching for another potion vial. “Since you are getting SO tiny, I have to make sure you won’t get hurt.” - she said, splashing the now tiny dragon with a droplet of protection potion. The droplet was so big that Toothless got stuck in it, gasping for air, but instead choking on the liquid. Strangely, likely thanks to the potion’s effect, he was not experiencing any lack of oxygen.
Astrid’s giant finger saved him from being trapped inside the droplet, squeezing it against her sole, but when she removed the finger, Toothless was no longer on her sole, but instead got glued to her finger tip.
“Oh, you are so helpless and fragile, Toothless!” - she giggled. “Fortunately, with this potion, you shouldn’t really be harmed, unless you get into a real trouble. Now, I will let you explore me while I sleep.” - she finished, wiping her finger against her sole, leaving the night fury on it, and laying on the bed.
Toothless finished shrinking, at the size of barely 2 millimeters in length. He was laying in one of the sole wrinkles, a tiny black speck on Astrid’s light skin. He gently licked and caressed it with his tongue and paws, and rubbed his never fading erection against the warm surface. Astrid, falling asleep, could feel a very faint tickling somewhere on her sole, knowing what was the reason behind it, and smiling with closed eyes.
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