Shrinking? I hardly knew her!

FETISH ALERT. Reader finds themselves with a new found view of their world as they shrink!

(Intro and stuff. Wanted to make an interactive but I AM NOT paying for a membership so yeah. This is like my first work so go easy on me. This isn’t finished I’ll work on it slowly)

Bored. You were so bored sitting in that stupid lecture hall. All you wanted to do was go home, and sit in bed for the rest of the day.
The professor’s voice sounds like Tv static as you stare mindlessly at the board then back at your desk, then back at the board.

God this sucked. Was this really your life? Top of your class, scholarships up to the neck. Yet this sucked so much ass. You really wanted to leave to stand up and walk out of this classroom. This wasn’t even a core class of yours, simply something that the university required…so stupid.

You set your head on the desk. Declaring to yourself that this wasn’t worth your time, closing your eyes you feel grateful that you chose a seat in the far back row. You sleep peacefully, for the remainder of the class you slept, quietly.
Hours later…

You lift your head feeling refreshed. Looking around, you notice that everyone is gone, you check the time
5:26pm
Damn you slept through both your classes today well I mean might as well go home!

You gather your stuff making sure nothing was missing, which nothing was. You swiftly make your way out of the class, heading straight to your car and speeding out of the campus. After driving for a few minutes your reach your apartment, a tiny ~200 sq foot studio apartment. It was small but it was all yours not having a roommate was pretty nice.

You set your stuff down, taking your shoes off and leaving them at the door. You take the rest of the day slow. Savoring a warm shower, Lighting your favorite candle, making yourself some coffee (Or hot chocolate if you don’t like coffee), ordering from your favorite take out place, You eat watching a YouTube video from your favorite creator. And at that very moment you felt at peace. All your worries melt away as you lay in bed sipping your warm drink indulging in the moment.

Before you know it, it’s time for bed! You put on your PJ’s (Or whatever you like to wear to sleep) getting back into bed and settling in for the night.

12:04pm

You lay in bed sweating…man that was a freaky dream. You’d always wish for the power to shrink. During high school you found out you had a fetish for shrinking, feeling small and weak always got you horny. And being tiny and pathetic was the pinnacle of that feeling. You lift your self off the bed walking to that bathroom, you stare at yourself in the mirror. You wash your face with warm water, drying off and heading back to bed. You continue to dream of being small of all the things you do if you able to shrink like that.

Saturday 9:17am

You lay in bed lazily. Not wanting to get up but you feel so hungry. You force your self to stand grabbing a bowl of cereal, you sit wondering what you have to do today…grocery shopping, Clean the apartment. Man so busy.


You showed, get dressed and leave the house unbeknownst to you. (Your 5,8 in this) Your clothes fit just a little looser, door felt a bit taller. You had shrunk only by a bit an inch or so.

As you drive to the grocery you feel a bit off today but you brush it off, buying everything you needed for the next week. Heading back home you put everything away, this day felt too normal…

You put off cleaning opting to lay in bed eventually falling asleep. After an hour or so, your body had shrunk exponentially. You had shrunk about a foot or so (4’7). You wake from your nap now noticing something was wrong, really wrong. You were short! Like short short! Staring at your new form you felt ecstatic! Your dream was finally coming to true!…if only you could control it that would be so perfect.

But for now you are unable to control your size though you seem to be shrinking by the few minutes, you prepare yourself, everything you ever wanted to explore and experience as a tiny you set up. Your shoes you set one on its side so you could access once you’re tiny. You leave your dirty clothes scattered across the floor making sure to only leave the extra rank ones out. You leave a blanket hanging off your bed so you could get down easily. Everything you had ever thought of you did, you were prepared for this moment.

You lay in bed waiting for your inevitable shrinking.
Your size seems to get smaller and smaller after an hour of waiting you’ve shrunk another 3 feet (1’7) You stand over your phone it’s almost as long as your leg, you felt your legs give out…this is what you always wanted. You continue to allow this to happen turning the phone off, simply basking in the moment.
30 minutes.
Another foot (7in) you look down at the floor from your bed. You decide this is almost good enough, climbing down the side of the bed. You begin to explore. Taking everything in by now the shrinking has gotten faster, you look into your shoes not small enough to completely enjoy it all. You feel the fabric of your now giant dirty clothes. It was all so wonderful.

(3in) It’s been 10 minutes since you had reached 7 inches tall. Now bring 3 inches tall you feel pathetic, weak, powerless. As you should feel. It was only a matter of minutes before you reached an inch tall…a size you thought good enough to explore. And it seemed you body thought this appropriate stopping the shrinking.

You stand on your floor, the tiny apartment now a vast and endless space. You try to walk to the now giant shoe, it take 12 minutes to reach it. It towers over you the entrance almost 3 times your size. The smell digs into your nose, the sweat build up over years of use…You take a step into the shoe, taking in the smell for a while before stepping deeper into the intoxicating air. Looking around you see your foot print, the once small thing you never noticed now towered over you threading to stomp you to a pulp. The warm stagnant air attacks your nose even more, the smell makes your entire body weak you love it. You approach the end of the shoe, staring up at your toe print…You reach out feeling the indentation…your face seems to pull close and closer, until your right there. Your tongue touches the dried sweat print…salty, bitter…