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Just a Little Fun by Nomdreserv

Part 3



Karen woke slowly the next morning, Bob asleep next to her. She was surprised she hadn't waked when he came home. Looking at his naked back and shoulders, she was impressed with how broad they appeared this morning, and found it rather a turn on. She began tracing patterns along his back, eliciting a half asleep murmur of appreciation as he stirred. As her hands moved over his shoulders and down his arms, she thought his upper arms felt bigger as well. Maybe his time at the gym was paying off, and she was surprised at how the prospect of him bulking up excited her.

He rolled over and looked at her, smiling but still sleepy.

"Mmmmm. Now this is more like it." He leaned over and kissed her gently, his hands beginning to caress her back.

She wriggled in pleasure. "When did you get home?"

"About midnight. I tried to wake you," he pinched her playfully, "but you were out cold."

"I'm not cold now."

"So I've noticed." His cock began to strain against his boxers.

He began moving his hands along her exposed thighs, the circles moving closer to her sex, and producing a building excitement there, until the first contact with her clit produced a shock of realized pleasure. Her strokes moved from his chest to his cock, teasing and stroking him to greater hardness, though she was surprised at how big he felt already. His kisses started again, moving from her lips, down her neck and to her breasts, and then his other hand began massaging her breasts and stroking the nipples. He paused.

"Hey," she complained. "No stopping without permission."

"Aye, aye, cap'n," he smiled. "Don't worry, stopping is the furthest thing from my mind." He started again, but was still puzzled. Her breasts seemed smaller to his hands (like most husbands, he had many hours of experience in squeezing them, sometimes to her annoyance), even the stiff nipples under his fingers. Still, suggesting your wife's breasts are smaller would be dangerous under any circumstances, and could be disastrous in the current situation. He thought it might have been a trick of her loose teddy.

Their mutual caresses became more and more focused, and in short order, their underwear was gone, allowing more intimate exploration.

Normally, they liked to prolong these sessions, but Karen felt an unusually strong desire this morning. She wanted her big, strong husband on top of her and inside her. Bob was happy to oblige and began pumping rhythmically into her. Karen gasped as his thrusts built in strength and frequency. He seemed to be filling her more and going deeper than usual, producing especially strong waves of pleasure. Her hands roamed over his broad back, and soon she experienced a powerful orgasm. Bob rotated slightly and buried himself even farther, deeper than she had ever felt, pushing her climax even higher, and him into ecstasy as well. They lay together, panting and twitching.

"That was wonderful," they both mumbled as he rolled back off. Karen was satisfied, but by no means sated.

"More later," she promised, and sat up on the bed's edge.

And found she had to hop down to get off.

Confused, she looked down at the floor and then back to the bed, trying to remember accurately in her post orgasmic haze. She didn't have to drop off the bed, did she?
Now that she tried to think about it, she wasn't sure.

But then, she caught sight of her reflection in the mirror. Her new teddy was loose on her frame, and hung to the upper third of her thighs, a good four inches lower than last night. Her head swam, and she went to sit back on the bed, but the mattress was still too high, and she just leaned against it weakly.

"Karen, what's wrong?" Bob asked, reaching out to grab her arm steadyingly.

"I...I'm not...it can't be..." She trailed off, then returned to focus. "Come over and stand next to me."

Worried and puzzled, he got up and came around to her side.

"OK," she said, steeling herself. "Now look at me." She stood up.

He didn't know what to look for, and started by trying to look everywhere. Her new teddy, a little too large for her, her hair, disheveled from sleep and sex, her...whoa.
He was looking down at the top of her head, her face at chest level. He tried to find the reason for their height discrepancy, but both were barefoot and standing.

She found herself looking directly into his chest hair, and had to now tilt her head back to even make eye contact. All of yesterday's anomalies hit home with a sickening realization.

"It's, it's impossible," Bob finally managed.

"Look down here and say that."

Now it was his turn to sit back on the bed, dazed. Karen had to hop up to sit next to him.

"But how? I mean, people don't..."

"Shrink," she finished. Of course she knew the agent. She had no idea how it was possible, but she had the when and who down confidently. "No, not unless they try crazy magic powders from crazy friends."

"Lisa?"

"Lisa." Karen told him the whole story.

They sat a few moments in silence, Karen surprisingly calm.

"I think I'll call Lisa," she announced.

"I...I think, um, yes," he agreed numbly.

The strange feelings from last night returned in greater force as Karen handled the phone to make the call, the receiver feeling larger in her hand. She still punched in the number with a steady hand. After about 12 rings, a sleepy voice answered.

"'Lo."

"Lisa? It's Karen."

"Karen? What time..."

"Lisa, I'm shrinking."

Silence.

"Lisa! Did you hear me? I'm shrinking!"

"I know," Lisa answered quietly.

"What?" Karen shrieked.

"That's what the potion was supposed to do."

"But...you...I..."

"Yes. Well said." Lisa took a deep breath. "Now, listen to me. You don't see it yet, but this is actually a gift. Right now, you may be a little mad (heh). You might even hate me when this is over, but I doubt it. You said your life was getting boring. Well, get ready for a big change. Oops, there I go again - big may not be the best word. A dramatic change and an incredible experience. Enjoy it. It's all for fun, and I've got an antipotion that can restore you to full size..."

"I want it. Now."

"...which I'll get to you before you need to worry about returning to work. Until then, enjoy this. It's an unbelievable rush, Karen. I know - I've tried it myself," she added quietly.

"Lisa, I don't want to be small."

"How do you know? You've never tried it. And back in college, we both had our size fantasies."

Karen blushed.

"I...I've lost interest in those."

"Tell me that again at the end of the week."

"How small will I get?"

A pause.

"I don't know. The potion's actions vary between individuals. Probably between one and three feet." Karen's heart sank. "The rate usually starts slow, speeds up a bit, then slows again near the end." Another pause. "So, how short are you?"

Karen looked at herself miserably, but it was hard to judge: her body still looked normal to her. She tried to guess her height relative to Bob.

"I don't know. Maybe five feet?"

"Cool. I wish I could see you right now."

Karen pinked with anger.

"Enough of this, Lisa. Bring me the antidote right now."

"Or what? You'll punch me in the knee?"

"I'll send Bob over and..."

"He'll find nothing. If you want to grow back, you'll play by my rules. I'll give it to you later this week. Call me when - notice I say when, not if - your mood improves."

The line clicked dead. Karen slumped despairingly.

"Well?" Bob asked anxiously, although he could guess a lot based on her end of the conversation and her current posture. Karen filled in the rest, and he sat dazedly next to her. They sat in silence.

Surprisingly, it was Karen who recovered first. She stood and looked at Bob, finding their eyes about level with him sitting on the bed.

"Well, I guess I'll get a shower and clean up. I've got some things I'll need to do."

"Huh?"

"I want to go to the store and buy some things before I become too small." She thought of actual physical limitations, but more importantly before her appearance was too freakish.

"How can you be so calm? Or even think about going out?"

Karen felt some surprise herself at her equanimity.

"Well, let's look at the alternatives. I could huddle in a darkened room, crying. But, hey, I've got to save something to look forward to. We can't exactly go down to our local Sorcery Warehouse and find an antidote ourselves, so I'd better learn to adapt.
And I always adapt better if I have comfortable clothes, or at least some that will fit well enough so I don't have to run around naked." Though, truth to tell, the idea gave her a pleasurable twinge, and was that an answering gleam in Bob's eye? "And no offense, dear, but even under current conditions I wouldn't trust your taste in clothes." She leaned over to kiss him, enjoying the feeling of their faces at the same level and wondering if she would be able to do it again. "We get on with life. After all, this is our vacation. We wouldn't want to waste it."

He watched his petite wife walk away, her figure still displayed nicely by the slightly large teddy. He thought about her getting even smaller, but the thought became less and less alarming, and instead, he began to imagine...

Surprised at himself, he shook the feelings off, but not before his cock had revealed the direction of his feelings.


End part 3


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