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Gordon just landed a job working under Sandra—RadialTech's brilliant, curvy, and slightly unhinged senior researcher—and he's already in over his head. She's flirty, she's odd, and she has a habit of "accidentally" shrinking the furniture right in front of him.

But her prototype shrink ray isn't just for chairs. After a whirlwind first date takes a turn neither of them saw coming, Gordon wakes up in his new girlfriend's bed as something far smaller than boyfriend-sized—and discovers that Sandra has been planning this for a lot longer than one day.

Now his entire world fits inside her house, her hands, and her whims, and there's no telling which version of her he'll get: the sweet, nerdy girlfriend, or the possessive giantess who doesn't share.

Gordon's about to learn that dating up sometimes means shrinking down—permanently.

(Giantess/shrunken boyfriend, size difference, growth, possessive/jealous giantess, foot & butt worship, size-based punishment/humiliation, permanent shrinking — 1-inch man, average-sized giantess girlfriend)

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Her hand across his chest began to swell, the fingers inching longer, rising above his tangle of hair. She seemed to grow more powerful as she squeezed him. His legs pulled up strangely close to her thighs, and he made the mental comparison of just how much smaller he appeared next to her.

"Am I . . . shrinking?"

"Yes, love. Just stay calm and let it happen." To coax him further, she wrapped her oversized fingers around his dwindling cock and started to stroke. It felt nice, but it only lasted a few seconds because he dwindled right out of her hand.

By the time he rolled over, he was but a fraction of his size. He clambered up the pillow and could go no further because her other arm blocked the way down the opposite side. He was a foot tall, or so he guessed . . . and still shrinking.

"How small?" he asked. He wanted to stand but wasn't sure if his legs could support him. He'd become quite shaky—and unsure if that was a side effect of the shrinking, or simply his nerves.

"About an inch tall," she told him. "You're almost there."

"Why did you shrink me?"

"Because you're adorable. And I've always wanted a shrunken boyfriend. You seemed to like me, so what's the problem?" She rolled over and lay in front of him, crossing her massive fingers to support her massive face.

And still, she seemed to inch bigger . . .

"You didn't have to shrink me for that! We could've dated!"

"And share you with someone else? I saw how you looked at Pamela. I don't compete with other women. Now I won't have to worry about any of them," she said, laughing, her breath warm enough to blow his hair back.

Each time he thought he was done shrinking, he became a little smaller. An inch tall was so tiny he couldn't even comprehend it. When he really did stop shrinking, it was apparent by the sudden chill in his bones.

"C'mon," she said. "Let me show you how things are going to work around here."

Gordon was overcome with her sense of scale. He'd never known anything to be so large—she might as well have been a skyscraper. She lifted her long, messy hair back and let it drop.

He was so transfixed by her giant breasts that he didn't notice her hand coming in to snatch him. Because he was so small, she couldn't wrap fingers around his body without hurting him. So she rested her open palm just below him, then used a finger on her other hand to shove him onto it.

At one inch tall, he wasn't even as long as her smallest finger.

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