Description:
When Tiffany discovers her inventor father has perfected a real shrinking machine in the basement, she can’t stop thinking about what it could mean for her and her girlfriend Dana. With her dad out of town for the weekend, Tiffany invites Dana over, shows her the plexiglass chamber . . . and then locks them both inside.
What starts as a curious experiment turns into a full weekend of being twelve inches tall together—exploring the giant house, navigating stairs, and discovering just how intense sex becomes when you’re both tiny. A sweet, playful lesbian size story full of discovery, mutual shrinking, and the thrill of a shared secret.
(shrinking machine, mutual shrinking, lesbian, size exploration, tiny couple)
Excerpt:
“Hey girl!” Dana said, stepping into the house and planting a kiss right on Tiffany’s lips. She tasted something—maybe strawberries—but it was probably just her lip balm. Still, it sent a warm tingle all through Tiffany’s body.
“Glad you came. Did you go running?” she asked her as she stepped in. Dana was wearing a skirt and boots, not her running gear. She was also in tomorrow’s marathon.
“I did earlier, yeah. You ready for it?” Dana came in, took off her blue jean jacket and sat down, legs crossed.
“I guess so. I just want to finish.”
“You’ll finish, babe,” said Dana, patting the cushion next to her.
Tiffany sat and pulled back a strand of Dana’s thick, blond hair and kissed her on the neck. “You are the best workout partner, so I think I will.”
Dana giggled and turned her attention to her girlfriend, planting lips against lips.
They kissed for a little while on the sofa, gradually getting more intense. Tiffany loved her hair pulled, and when Dana started to wrap it in her hand, she deftly straddled the woman, holding her head at the cheeks so she could put her tongue in her mouth. Tiffany wanted to undress her, so tingly she felt between the legs, but just before they could carry it upstairs, she stood and pulled the girl toward the basement.
“Where are we going?” she asked, as she’d never been down there before. “Do you have a kinky sex dungeon I don’t know about?”
“Perhaps. But really, you can have a sex dungeon anywhere you like. It doesn’t have to be in a basement.”
“Cute,” said the girl. “What’s all this?” she asked, looking across the plexiglass room.
“I’m gonna show you something really cool, okay?” She was already pushing the chair into the chamber, right inside the red circle.
“Okay?”
Tiffany sat down at the console and Dana fell down on her lap, seductively grinding her ass. This wasn’t helping with the wetness between the legs.
“Watch the chair,” said Tiffany, setting it to reduce as small as it could go, and then hit ENTER.
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