Hi, guys, it’s me, Kay Marie, and I’m here to share the story of my magical shrinking closet. Some of you may have heard of it before, but I’m sure others have not. So I thought now was the perfect time to tell you all about it!
My Magical Shrinking Closet
Now, you may already know that I don’t do growing giantess sessions. But that doesn’t stop me from using my magical shrinking closet on men who have a shrinking fetish. The effect is more or less the same: You are tiny, and I am large, though I don’t have to get a bit bigger than I already am because I shrink you down so much!
The way I do this is not with magic potions or shrink rays or any of that sort of sci-fi stuff. Those sound fun, too, but I have a more practical way of doing things. (Which, if you know me at all, totally tracks, right?) I simply put men who want to be shrunken down into my shrinking closet, and it does all the work for me.
What goes on in there exactly? I’m honestly not sure. I’ve never shrunken myself down, obviously, and I never would, so I only have secondhand accounts of what happens. As long as the door is open, nothing untoward takes place. But as soon as I close it, the magic happens!
Your Shrinking Fetish Fulfilled
Lots of guys with shrinking fetishes call me and tell me they want to use my closet. And who am I to deny both myself and them the pleasure of having them shrunken down to size? So of course, I put them in there and close the door.
I’ve been told that what happens next is a little disorienting, which explains why they tend to be a bit confused when they first come out. There are flashing lights and whirring noises, apparently. Then, there’s the sensation of the guy’s whole body sort of collapsing in on itself. And before long, he’s suddenly only six inches high!
I can hear some of the whirring noises from the outside. When they stop, that’s how I know to open the door and take the newly-shrunken man out. But that’s really all I can tell you about what happens from my end. That’s why I call it the magical shrinking closet–because it is!
I Don’t Have To Be A Growing Mistress For You To Be Tiny!
So as you can see, even though growing giantess calls are not my thing, I don’t have to grow in order to make you tiny. I just shrink you instead. And once I’ve got you all shrunken, I can do basically whatever I want with you.
I can put you in my purse and carry you around with me while I attend to my MILFly duties. I can stick you in my shoe and let you dodge my foot to avoid being squished flat while I run errands. I can put you in my bra, and you’ll have to try not to smother in there from the size of my breasts. Even though they’re not massive, they’ll seem that way when you’re only six inches tall! Or I could even put you in my mouth and possibly swallow you, if I feel so inclined.
There are truly so many options when it comes to what a Shrinking Mistress can do with a shrunken man. The option that you end up with depends on your own fantasies and what kind of mood I happen to be in on any given day. Sometimes, I’m kind and generous, and other times, I’m a bit capricious. You’ll just have to try your luck to find out which me you end up with once you come out of the magical shrinking closet!
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