Shrunken and Used by Goddess Vicky
As soon as he walked through the door, he felt the weight of her glare. His wife, Vicky, stood in the kitchen with a stern look on her face. He knew he was in trouble. She hadn't been happy with him lately, ever since he forgot her birthday and the medication she was taking started to cause issues with her ability to climax.
"Hey honey, I wanted to talk to you about last night," she said coldly, her eyes narrowed. "Remember when we got a little too tipsy and started to get frisky? Well, we both know that medication you take makes it harder for you to cum, but that isn't your fault. But you seriously have the audacity to stop before getting me off and went to rest? The man is supposed to make the woman cum. That is exactly why I hit you up side the head with this metal water bottle."
He flinched as she slammed the bottle down on the counter. She was right—he couldn't believe he had let her down like that. He tried to explain, but she cut him off.
"One thing you are supposed to be able to do, and you can't even make me orgasm anymore. What good are you if you can't get me off? You are worthless to me now."
Her words stung, and he felt a knot forming in his stomach. He knew she was upset, but he never thought it would come to this.
"If I can't even use you for that, I'm going to have to off you," she said coldly. "But first, I'm going to shrink you down tiny and make you my bitch. You'll be all small and fragile, not able to get away. I'll shove you into these panties and make you get me off whenever I want. I'll wear you inside my panties to the office all day so you may be able to shake enough down there and get me excited. But in the meantime, you stay here in this little glass box I'm going to keep you in from now on. I'll keep you around for a little bit and use you as my sex toy for now."
He stood there, dumbfounded as she turned and walked away, leaving him alone with his thoughts. He couldn't believe this was happening—one moment they were having a good time together, and the next, he was being threatened with his own life. As he stared at the glass box on the counter, he felt a sense of dread wash over him.
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Vicky returned with a tray of tools: a dropper, a vial of liquid, and a small device that looked like a miniature furnace. She placed the tools on the counter and took out a pair of scissors, cutting off his clothes until he stood before her naked and vulnerable. She pushed him into the glass box and locked it securely, the sound echoing in his ears as he stared up at her.
She picked up the dropper and pulled back the plunger, filling it with a clear liquid. "This is going to be quite the ride for you," she said with a cruel smile. "This liquid is a shrinking serum I've developed. It's going to make you smaller and smaller until you're the size of a teeny tiny keychain toy. But don't worry, I'll always keep you close to me."
With that, she dipped the tip of the dropper into his mouth and slowly poured the liquid down his throat. He tried to resist, but it was no use. The feeling of his body starting to shrink was unlike anything he had ever experienced. His skin felt warm, then hot, then uncomfortably tight as his muscles contracted and his bones shifted.
Inside the box, he could feel himself getting smaller, the world around him growing larger. His vision blurred as his perspective shifted, and soon he found himself staring up at Vicky from the floor of the box, just a few inches tall. She grinned down at him, her toes now as tall as he was.
"There you are, my little sex toy," she said, picking him up between her fingers. "From husband to shrunken sex toy. Isn't this exciting?" She laughed cruelly as she jammed him into her panties and set off to work, leaving him to wonder if this was truly the end of their marriage or just the beginning of something far more twisted.
