Erotica Anthology #5

Shrunken Down

#24

Shrunken Down

Lake goes to a Science and Technology exhibition that is being held at the Capsule Corporation with his group of friends. Personally, he is not really looking forward to seeing a bunch of inventions being displayed.

He thinks it is important to know the basic things ands keep up to date with the trends, but he is not that crazy about the idea. His friends are more invested with the showcases because they are obsessed about anything futuristic. Not to mention that the entrance is free.

The Capsule Corporation Headquarters is located at the West City. The need to take to train towards there, before finally taking a 10-minutes walk towards the building area.

“WST 3338926 K, WST 3338926 K . . .” one of his friends, Wanda, mutters the address as her eyes searches for the sign of that familiar dome-shape architecture. Their other friend, John, spots it just at the far left side.

“Man, I can’t wait to get there,” John says. They have been very excited to see just what types of unique inventions the infamous company will come up with.

Finally, they have entered the building, greeted kindly by the receptionists. Each of them are given maps that explains details about which rooms are open for viewing, which turns out to be quite a number.

Wanda and John busying themselves by looking through the list of possible places they should visit, while Lake whistles his way at the side, watching the people who pass by.

Most of them come in groups, just like them. Some are around their age group, while others are often adults who are dressed in formal laboratory coats and business suits, most probably professionals in the field and potential business investors.

After taking some time contemplating their choices, the two finally settles down by starting at the ‘Daily Devices’ section. They go into the room, and it is filled with all kinds of eye-opening contraptions.

There are roller skates that comes with four wheels on each shoes. A concave TV screen stands with a forty five degree deep-set, the size tall enough they can walk through it and the videos that play will look like an actual thing.

The images are so sharp, they will have to look really close to tell the difference. This will be great to be used to watch blockbusters movies.

There are laser-printed dinner table set, which comes with a normal looking dining lights that actually prints the food right down to the plates. They can watch the demonstration keeps repeating on itself until their own mouths water.

The staffs even allow visitors to try the food, which taste just as great as any home cooking. Plus, they are printed-s***h-cooked fast.

Wanda and John likes to talk about the gadgets whenever they make a stop. They like to speculate about how they are made, how they can be used, and all the things are geeks will be interested about.

But of course, their speculations are amature-based knowledge, so it does not always mean that what they know is true.

Eventually, while his friends are busy studying the cool inventors the company has come up with, Lake decides to walk around by himself, looking through the inventions at his own pace. One invention that confuses him the most is this so called ‘Shrinking Ray’. The device itself looks just like any gun other to him, except for a few off coloring on it.

Curious, Lake extends his hand on it. Just before he touches it, though, someone yells at him to stop, causing him to be caught it surprise. His hand accidentally knocks over the ray gun, causing it to be activated, followed by a blinding blue light shooting right at him.

Everything happens so`fast. One second he is at one place, then he blinks and the next second he is at someplace else entirely.

“Oh my gosh, Lake! Are you alright?” comes Wanda worried voice. He is just about to reply to her when he turns around and sees the girl’s giant face — looking as huge as a 10-story tall building — staring down at him in concern.

“Holly hell! What happened?” he screams in shock. “Wanda, you turned into a giant!” he exclaims.

“No I didn’t. It’s you, Lake. The thing shrunk you down!” she tells him.

“What? I am?” he shouts in panic, looking at his own hands and body. He does not feel like anything has changed, though.

“I’m sorry, that display was not ready yet. That was what I was to warn the guy. I didn’t except the ray to drop and activates on its own. Once again, I am truly sorry,” the staffs bows down in an apologetic manner.

Wanda lowers her hand to the floor, allowing Lake to climb up to her. From this newly-discovered perspective of his, he notices that her usually non-existent boobs actually show. But of course he doesn’t comment on it. Wanda can be violent when she wants to be, and he doesn’t want to be crushed to death by a giant hand.

“Well, since you’re here, you can get our friend back to his normal size, right?” John asks the guy.

“Uh, um, I’m sorry, but the problem is, we haven’t come up with a function to de-shrunk the shrunk element. That is why the sign says ‘not ready for display’,” the staff guy says, gesturing at the written words pasted on the exhibit table.

“Than what are you going to do? The company’s gonna be responsible with this incident right? And why is the invention placed on display when you know that it is not that safe yet? How can you people this irresponsible?” John states bluntly, causing the staff to be at a lost of words.

Hearing his pal sticking up him so much makes Lake feels guilty for thinking down on his obsessions with these gadgets, even though one of them is the cause of his current trouble.

Some of the other visitors have also stopped and watch as the exchange unravels. They are earning a lot of attention to the point that even Mrs. Belen herself shows up. They all know the infamous blonde woman, of course. She is the wife of Dr. Brief, and one of the owners of the building they are currently in.

“Oh my my, what’s going on here?” the woman says in a sing-a-long tone she always carry, her eyes smiling even through such predicament as usual.

“Mrs. Belen, I deeply apologize. There has been an error and one of our visitor has been shrunken down by the Shrinking Ray,” the staff hastily explains.

“My, that’s horrible. Quick, inform my husband about the incident. As for the visitor, I will take care of him myself,” she tells him and watches him takes his leave, before turning her attention to the trio.

“I’m sorry for this. Why don’t you let me take care of your little friend there, and you two can have fun enjoying the rest of the exhibition. I am sure my husband can come up with a good solution. We all just have to wait and see,” she explains calmly, lessening the tension in the crowd.

“Yeah, sure. I guess that’s acceptable,” Lake says. Strangely though, even though he is small now, he can still hear and talk in the level of volume that is the same. It must have something to do with the Shrinking Ray.

Mrs. Belen kindly offers him her hand, and he gladly jump to it.

“Alright then, you two should go along. There is no reason for you to come all the way here only to be worried about your friend. He is in good care now, so don’t you worry and just try to have fun.”

“Hey Lake, you sure you’ll be okay?” Wanda asks him.

“Yeah. Go have fun. You two don’t have to worry. You heard the woman. She’ll take care of me meanwhile,” Lake replies.

Mrs. Belen and Lake waves at the two, who abashedly walk off after they dismisses them.

“Now, little guy, your name is Lake, correct? How about I take you to my play area? That way you can relax more, huh?” she asks, eyes still smiling cheerfully.

“Eh, play area? I don’t know . . .” he mutters unsurely.

“Then, do you want me to take you to my room?” she offers kindly, the peppy expression on her face not breaking off.

“Nah, that’s okay. Play room is fine,” he answers quickly, suddenly getting nervous by the lady.

The blonde woman was just enjoying her day in her husband’s exhibition day, when suddenly a commotion occurred in the “Daily Devices” section. Since most of the staffs were preoccupied with other tasks, she volunteered herself to help handle the problem.

While Mrs. Belen appears cheerful and motherly, she secretly likes to have some fun. When she landed her eyes on the shrunk guy, an idea suddenly popped in her mind.

The little guy just looks positively adorable. She does not mean to be sarcastic with the situation, but she just can’t help but keep thinking how cute he is in that size. It makes her want to play and tease him. But of course, she can’t just do that in public. People will find out and try to stop the fun. His friends will try to prevent her from doing what she is planning on doing to their friend.

. . . . .

Lake has his doubts on his choices. He thought she is going to use some sort of experiments on him. How can he not? She is always smiling like that, it is hard to read her sometimes. He wonders what she is really thinking. And why does it have to be a play room?

It turns out to be not as bad as he first thought it will be, though. The room design might be too kiddy for his taste, but the woman is kind enough to provide him with some sweets and tea to occupy his time. Using the same Shrinking Ray, Mrs. Belen shrinks down a set of warm tea for him to drink from.

He particularly likes the rose water cupcake that she gives to him. It has a very genuine sweet aroma, and the soft whip cream at the top has that fresh lemony taste. He knows that he is having a very nice treat, because rose water is known to be a quite pricy ingredients. Wanda likes to try making some dishes sometimes, and she mentions about cooking facts a lot.

“You seem to enjoy that rose cupcake flavor. Do you want me to bring you out some more?” Mrs. Belen offers generously.

“Yes, please!” he chirps eagerly.

The woman heads to the small kitchen counter at the corner of the room, opening the fridge and bringing out a tray of more sweets to the table. Lake is about to sink himself into one of those giant cupcakes, when she abruptly stops him at his track.

“Wait, let me feed you,” she overtures.

Oh, is she trying to treat him like a pet? he wonders, being caught off guard by the question. Is this because of his small form? Maybe she just likes petite stuffs? Don’t all girls like that kind of stuff?

Normally, no girl would randomly just approach him, let alone offer to feed him food. It is not like he is that bad in the looks department. Unlike John, he is just not good with attracting the opposite s*x and things like that.

This is only happening because he is in his current state right now. But, oh well. While he is at it, he might as well take advantage of the chance and accept.

“Yes, please!” he exclaims cheerfully, running towards her.

Mrs. Belen scoops up some whip cream and hands it over for him to lick from. The little guy walks up so happily, it makes her smile even wider. It tickles when his tongue accidentally make contact with her finger, through it does not seem that he notices it. The young man is too preoccupied with his sweets.

Man, she wishes she is that sweets, Mrs. Belen thinks, before an idea cross her mind. Once Lake finishes the whip cream on her finger, the woman grabs another cupcake to give to him, before it unfortunately call on her.

The white cream stains her breasts and cleavage. She tries to pick it off, but clumsily only makes things worst by dropping it again in the process, causing the cupcake to land on her thighs, spreading more white stuff on the skin down there.

“Oh my, clumsy me,” she laughs herself off. “What a mess I have made. Lake, would you be a dear and help me clean this off?”

“Got it.” He heads to where the box of tissue is, but she stops him.

“I mean, it would be such a waste to just scrap it off. Why don’t you come over here and lick it off my body?”

He can’t believe the question that just rolled out of the beautiful woman’s tongue. She wants him . . . to lick her off . . . ? Is he hearing this right?

“Come on, Lake, don’t be like that. We are no strangers, right?”

Of course, his mind is screaming for him to just do it! But thinking is another thing entirely different from actually doing it. He can’t just . . . go can lick her, can he . . . ?

“Here, I’ll help you up.” Mrs. Belen carefully scoops him off his feet with her hand, before bringing him closer to her chest area. She plops him just at the mountain of her breasts, right where the whip cream starts.

With no more encouragement needed further, he gets on all fours and starts cleaning her off. The woman seems to be just fine with it, and they are all just cool about it. Lake is happy as a flea in a doghouse, only it is more like he is an ant on a giantess, considering their size different right now.

Once Lake manages to clean off the top of her breasts, he starts slowing going down towards some of the steeper areas near that gap between her ample breasts. He can see quite the outline of her bra from this angle. White lace, he blushes slightly when he discovers that.

“Um, what’s wrong,” she asks.

“Eh— Um— Nothing,” he answers quickly, his tone going high at the edge.

How cute, Mrs. Belen thinks as she studies his shy expression. It makes her wants to tease him even more.

“Is the surface too sheer over there? Do you need some help going lower?” she asks him.

“Well, um, maybe. But, well . . .” Lake is not sure if he is ready to see more than he already knows, especially when he goes any further. “I don’t think there’s any more over here,” he says.

“Is that so? Then shall we move on to the next one?” she asks, scooping him again delicately, only to drop him at her tights. “Tasuketekudasai~ Sorry for the troubles.”

“Ie, this is nothing,” he says, blushing shily again. He is just helping the madam, right?

Lake starts licking off the cream from her tights also. Her skin is smooth and soft as her breasts’ as well, he discovers, and he eagerly clean her off with his tongue, while at the same time trying to control himself from dripping his drool all over her.

Despite her age, Mrs. Belen looks considerably young. In fact, she does not look anything older past twenty. The way she always smile and greet everyone so cheerfully makes her appears even much younger. And being pampered by this lady is not such a bad thing at all. In fact, Lake considers himself lucky.

“I think I’ve cleaned everything off, Mrs. Belen,” he says, looking up to her.

“Oh, I am having none of that. Call me Panchy,” she tells him.

“Alright then, Panchy-san,” he grins back.

Just then, a phone rings. She places Lake back on the table before picking up. It is her husband.

“Hello, darling, how are things going?” she asks him.

‘The staff told be about what happened. I am trying to come up with a good formula quick, but this is proving to be more difficult than I thought. It will take me an entire day for me to finish creating the Deshrinking Ray,’ her husband, Dr. Brief, explains through the other side.

“Oh, that’s fine, darling, as long as you can do it. You don’t have to worry and just focus on your work. I will tell the guy about it and make him comfortable during his stay here. I’ll let his friends know also,” she apprises him supportively.

‘Alright, thank you honey. I will get back to work. A lot of things to do, not to mention the new investors who are coming in. It will be some time before I can produce any good results,’ he says to his wife, sounding excited and tired at the same time.

“Take good care of yourself darling. Don’t overwork yourself,” she advises him before they end the conversation, before turning her attention back to Lake. “Well, it seems like you will have to stay like that for a while longer,” she informs him.

“Nah, that’s alright, Panchy-san. I hope my friends won’t go home without me, or else the way home will take longer for me,” he says, scratching his head.

“Nonsense, you can just stay at the Capsule Corporation. We have more than enough rooms for you to occupy, especially in that size of yours. That way, once my husband’s done with the device, you can be returned to your normal size as soon as possible.”

“Wow, that’s a nice offer, Mrs. Belen— I mean, Panchy-san, but how about clothes and bed? I don’t have anything my size,” he points out.

“Well, it’s not like you’ll find anything your size back home too, so why not just stay and I’ll make some clothes for you? We have this new clothing producing machine. It can print out new clothes based on the designs we choose and work fast,” she proffers.

“That sounds like a very nice offer. Thank you, Panchy-san.” Plus, he kinda likes the woman. She is super nice, but also very sexy. It seems like she wants to ‘play’ with him some more, so why not just take up the offer. He has her informs his friends about the update and new arrangements, so that they won’t worry too much about him.

After all that excessive eating, Lake has managed to make a mess out of himself. Mrs. Belen also needs to take a bath, so she brings him up to her bedroom so that they can take a bath. Since there is so much space, she offers him to take a bath together, in case he also needs ‘assistance’. Lake accepts the generous offer.

She starts by turning on the hot water on her bathtub. While she waits for the water to fill up, Mr. Brief finds a container small enough for him to take a soak himself in, before pouring some warm water into it. She then finds a floaty and shrinks it to his size, just to be safe, before helping Lake to it.

“Here, Lake-kun, let me help you up with the clothes,” she says in her sing-a-song tone.

“Um, what do you mean?” he asks, before she suddenly starts to help him takes off his clothes, unbutton his shirts in incredible speed. “Wah, wait, I can do it myself!” he insists.

“Nonsense! You’re my guest. Let me help you out.”

If this is how she treats all of her guests, he would have tried to visit the Capsule Corporation since long ago! Lake thinks.

She starts peeling him off his shirt, pulling off the sleeves from one arm to the other, exposing his bare chest. Lake blushes at how revealing he is to the woman. Even though she was nice enough to allow him to lick the cream off of her, they are not really that close. Plus, he just naturally feels self-conscious for showing his body to the beautiful lady.

“Now off with the pants,” she says, almost too happily. She starts undoing his pants by removing the hook and unzipping the front of his pants, her finger accidentally grazing against his c**k. Lake blushes even harder, hoping she will not notice the real reason what is bothering him.

Mr. Brief pulls down his pants, making him steps out of it from one leg to the other. He thinks she is already done with him, but he is wrong. She moves on to his boxer instead, which this time he insists on wearing.

“No, you can’t, Mr. Brief!” he asserts.

“But Lake, I thought you’re gonna take a bath,” she says.

“Yes, I am!”

“But with your boxer? Do you usually take a bath while wearing it?” she asks in disbelief.

“Well, no! But— but—”

“No buts, young man. Take it off or you’re out. And I don’t think you’d like staying sticking after all that,” she says in a slight stern tone, making him straightens up his back alarmly.

“Mam, yes mam!”

He finally gives in, allowing Mrs. Belen to pulls down his brief, revealing his shocking hard on. Those all sorts of teasing has finally bears fruit in the form of his c**k being turned on. It stands up high and stiff, earning a surprise from the man himself. Even Mrs. Belen whistles at the sight.

“Oh, my. What a sight,” she says in genuine amusement. “Can I touch it?” she asks, not waiting for an answer and going right ahead.

A lewd groan escapes from his throat the moment her smooth finger touches the tip of his glans. Her finger moves skillfully in experienced manner, brushing through his length tentatively in a way until his c**k uncontrollably twitches with delight, causing some of his precum to form on the head of his c**k.

“Ah—! Uh, um, ugh . . . yeah. Faster,” he can’t help but demands, closing his eyes as he enjoys the feel of her finger doing up and down against his erection. His knees weaken so severely by her touch to the point that he collapses against the water container.

Mrs. Belen picks up her pace, knowing full well that he is close. The sound of his moans is like music to her ears, enticing her to touch him even more, just so that she can keep hearing all sorts of noises he can make.

“How do you like this, Lake-kun?” she asks at one point.

It is a while before she can get an understandable response from him. He keeps moaning and groaning here and there, each time louder than the last.

“Ah, I, am, so . . . close,” he says through a snarl, his breath hitching, the breathing pattern completely off. She is making him hard to think. It is a wonder how his mind can still register her question.

When she her other finger starts playing with his balls too, Lake thinks he always collapse and goes strike to heaven. Her touch is go good, her technique undeniable. She is just go good, he is sure that he is going to c*m any minute now.

“How about now?” she says, her chest heaving, getting a little bit excited herself.

“. . . So . . . close . . . !” He almost can’t speak. That is just how unbearable it is. All of his blood are pooling on his c**k, concentrating on the pleasure his body is going through. He is so hard that his c**k feels hot. With his sweat forming heavily, feeling hot from the friction and cold from the air at the same time, combined with that always increasing pace of her fingers, it feels like he is about to explode at any given second.

Her finger is touching his sensitive tip, while at the same time the other is petting that sweet spot below his balls, when he finally cums. His load shoots out in an explosion, flowing heaps of thick and creamy white semen. His load shoots out so powerfully that he even manages to land some of them on her.

Her always smiling eyes widen open when the hot c*m lands on one side of her face, revealing those light sapphire orbs.

Mrs. Belen wipes of the c*m on her face with her finger, before wrapping her mouth around it, having a taste of him. It is salty and slightly tangy, just the way she likes it. With a smile on her face, she leans down and opens her mouth wide, wrapping that hot cavern around his still cumming c**k.

Even when he is cumming that much heavy loads, this c**k still ever so persistently stands up, look stiff and proud. He doesn’t think he has ever cummed this much before. He is not sure if it is because she is just that skillful, or if it is just his c**k who has been missing a woman’s touch before, at this point.

When she starts wrapping her mouth around him, licking and sicking him off with that adept tongue of hers, he can feel his c**k starts twitching wildly again.

Maybe the later. Or both? He can’t figure out which one it is.

Mrs. Belen sucks him off like a pro, her tongue eagerly tasting every inch of skin she can fine like sucking a lollipop. Her mouth is just so out of this world. His c**k is just too happy being pampered ever so remarkably inside that hot cavern of hers that he can start feeling his blood pooling south again, the stubborn length ready for another round of release.

“Ah! Mrs. Belen, you . . . are . . . so . . . good!” he screeches in admission, his breathing heaving on his chest again. Sweat covers his entire body, and this time he contemplates collapsing on the spot. His body temperature increases so much because of her treatment, that his head starts to get dizzy.

He has never felt such an incredible suckage.

When he cums the next time, Mrs. Belen’s mouth is already to salvage all his semen, drinking and sucking him off in feral movements. Not a drop of his thick white c*m slips from her mouth. The blonde woman makes sure to swallow every drop of it.

He just tastes so delicious in her mouth that she can’t help but to drink every last bit of his potent release.

They can finally take a bath once Mrs. Belen is done satisfying her curiosity. Lake plops into the water container first, while she decides to give the young man a strip tease right in front of him.

First, she takes off her shirt, then her skirt, leaving only her bra and panties. She unhooks her bra, releasing those ample breasts. Her n*****s immediately stand out against the cool air, looking so pink and inviting. Lake drools in his makeshift bathtub.

Then she crooks her fingers around the waistband of her panties, pulling it off slowly, causing his c**k to twitch excitedly in the water. He can feel his heart start racing as that thin piece of material slips off her body, allowing him to capture the sight of her nicely trimmed yellow pubic hair.

His blue eyes are locked on the sight, unable to look away. She p***y looks so inviting that he wonders what it would have felt like, exploring through the area where her legs meet. Her body is so fit and smooth. He bets she will be smooth down there as well.

Chuckling to herself, Mrs. Belen into her own bathtub, casually sinking into the water, blocking him from that fabulous view. She watches the disappointed expression of his face, before submerging his finger into his water container.

The tip of her finger makes contact with his c**k, now already much more acquainted with each other. She rotates her touch around the hardness, causing all sorts of pleasant reaction to his body.

He thought she is going to stop after a while, since both of them do really need to clean up badly, but she just keeps going on, teasing his erection without seemingly to have lose any form of interest so far, never getting bored.

It can prove to be quite taxing to his body, for him to keep up to her s****l appetite. Perhaps it is because of their size difference, but he has just climaxed twice in a row, while she herself seems to be pretty much just fine.

“Panchy-san, please stop teasing me. I can hardly sit straight,” he says, the corner of his eyes a bit teary from her doing to his lower region.

“Hahaha, I’m sorry. I just can’t help it! My finger just moves on it’s own. Your c**k is just so lovable,” she admits truthfully, a laugh escapes her lips.

Mrs. Belen finally decides to focus on herself, grabbing a bar of soap and starting to brush it against her body. She begins with her arms, cleaning every inch of the flesh thoroughly, before moving on to her slim neck, her chest, then her breasts.

She leaves the bar soap at the side and use both hands to rub herself thoroughly, massaging those bountiful breasts intensively. The way she moves her hands and fingers ever so sensually is making Lake blushes. He wishes he is touching those beautiful breasts now. He wants to suck on her n*****s so much. They just look awfully delectable.

Once she is done with her breasts, she moves down to her stomach and back, rubbing the foam on the skin there. She proceeds further down, scrubbing the bar soap against her nice ass and tights, purposefully leaving her p***y last. She coats her legs with a nice layer of soap, before washing them thoroughly.

Finally, she goes on to her private area, using the bar soap to glaze her c******s and labia, rubbing it gently in sensual circles, before eventually going lower. Mrs. Belen throws her head back against the bathtub rest as her hand goes further underneath the water, until she starts to have this undeniable sensation for needing something inside her.

So she does the most sensible thing, and dawn pushing that bar soap in. The thick object slips through her tight opening easily, being her already slipper from the soap and something else. Her wet juice stains her fingers, sticking in glutinous transparent glisten.

She embarks on pushing the object in and out of her, quickly gaining her pace. It maker her p***y even wetter, creating that slicky slapping noises in the water. She knows that Lake-kun is watching this from his corner, and the fact makes her even more excited, increasing her pace.

Mrs. Belen pushing that object in and out of that tight cunt of hers to the point she loses herself. The bar of soap slips of her fingers, getting way too unstable. A heap of foams accumulate at her entrances, oozing out from the lips of her hymen.

When her fingers are no longer able to control the pace of the object, she turns to using the muscles of her v****a walls, forcing her cunt to suck the object in. She utilizes all the concentration she has to make the object to further through her birth canal, all the way up until she can’t anymore. Her chest contracts in heavy labored breathing by the time she is done.

Having such a thick and huge object thrills her even more. But too soon her tight canal goes agitated, wanting something more. So she uses that wall muscles to push the thing out, her p***y shooting the object out in incredible speed.

Bath already long forgotten, Lake has his eyes on the woman this whole time. Every she does is so sensual that he can’t help but locked his eyes on her. But when she pushes that bar of soap into her tight canal though, he thought he is going to lose it. The blonde looks so beautiful teasing herself.

Thin, long fingers removes that blockage from the bathtub, causing the water level to start dropping down.

Mrs. Belen kicks her legs off, each of her calf resting against each side of the edge of the bathtub, spreading her legs and exposing her pink p***y. Lake can see everything — from the way that blonde pubic hair decorated the head of her p***y so nicely, down to the way her sticky c******s redens from all the attention she has given to herself, all entirely to how her labia parts just perfectly, allowing him to have a sneak peek to what is hidden underneath her sweet entrance.

Just watching her makes him gulps audible, unable to contain himself. The lower the water level becomes, the clear he can see her.

The madam slips her thin and long fingers into her soft opening, pumping them in and out. Her movement causes water to splash everywhere. Lake watches as droplets of water on her breast slowly drips down from the roundness, which that he is it right now. One water droplet leaks down from the top of her breasts, all the way pass a pink n****e, before going down all the way to her underboob.

The water is almost completely drained at this point.

Mrs. Belen increases the pace of her fingers, up to the point where her movement starts to become sloppy and brutal, brushing her tight canal roughly. Heat starts to pool in her stomach. She bites her lips before moans start to rapture from her throat in uncontrollable vibration. Her snatch is hot and she wants that sweet release now.

Pussy clenches and compulses in irradical strength, before her body finally gives in and she cums. The water is thoroughly depleted by the time her cums spurts out, staining the bathtub floor, her tights, and her labia. Her breasts heaves up and down from the excessive workout.

She pulls out her c*m coated fingers, extending them to Lake for him to lick. Just like with the whip cream, he extends his tongue, flicking it against her skin. The small ticklish feeling makes her shiver. She watches intensely as his tongue and mouth work their way on her finger, gradually licking her c*m clean.

It tastes sweet, and her c*m smells just like her. He cranes his neck out from the container, wanting more of that addictive flavor.

When Lake is done eating her c*m off her finger, she picks him up and drops him by the opening of her p***y, silently ordering him to lick her off over there too. The young man is more than happy to comply, placing each of his hand at each side of her labia, before sticking his tongue out and beginning to flick it against her outer lips, slowly working his way through her cilt, uretheral opening, before slowly slipping his head into her v****a.

Lake climbs through her hymen, going through her birth canal. Her walls clatter around his body, every beaded inch coated with sweat trail of her white stuff. Lake licks her off throughout, not daring to miss a single droplet of that addictive c*m taste. He crawls all the way up as he works his way through, making Mrs. Belen moaning and groaning from the friction of his tiny tongue against her extremely sensitive skin.

The young man works his way diligently until he meets her cervix. The skin is even much more tender and slippery there. He experimentally flicks his tongue against the surface there, causing an erratic scream from the back of her though to erupt. Since she enjoys this even more, Lake decides to climb into her uterus.

The tight and cramp flesh there is even much silkier smoother than anything he has ever touch. He starts touching himself while he licks her in there, causing Mrs. Belen’s body to shake convulsively. She can not believe how high the level of pleasure that is going through it right now. She has never experienced anything like this before.

Then again, it is not like she has ever had someone climb into her uterus before. She has only experienced expelling them out.

Her body thrashes against the backrest. Her outer skin is sweating a lot, her breathing raspy. Her inside is itching intensely. She can not describe this feeling. It is so out of this world delicious.

Lake starts to feel himself getting hard again. His c**k stands up proudly, twitch ever so slightly. He gets so excited licking off her uterus walls that he starts jerking his length roughly. He knows that she is close, and so does she.

“Together!” he screams.

They both pummels in body jerking lust, lasting out their climaxing pleasure until they can not handle it anymore. They are trying to control themselves until it is starting to get painful to contain. Eventually, when they can’t contain it any longer, they both c*m at the same time.

His semen splashes against her uterus walls, while her walls starts to clench together to tightly until her cums spurts out, flooding out from her canal in incredible rush. The force of the wave is so strong, it manages to push him out from her birth canal.

Both are thoroughly exhausted by the time they are done.

They rest themselves against the bathtub, going back to a dirty state once more, their bodies covered in sweat, combined with their c*m blended together.

That was incredible, is their last thoughts before passing out.

. . . . .

Mrs. Belen makes an ant-farm size home for Lake to stay in for the night. They are getting ready to sleep, the young man already sitting on his newly made bed. Everything that is included in that mini house of his is made to fit to his current size. She put so much detail into the place that even the bed feels comfortable against his back.

It is already starting to get late. The woman dims out the light, before approaching her bed. She slowly peels off her clothes, starting with her panties. Once again, she makes sure to give Lake quite a show, pushing the thin material down her legs.

Lake’s house is placed just on top of the bedside table. He gets a close view of everything. Once she steps out of her panties, she casually drops it on top of his mini house, allowing him to smell her scent.

The strap of her nightgown slips of her shoulder. Mrs. Belen gets on all fours on the bed, her movement sensual. She gets to a position, before slowly exposing herself to him.

“What are you waiting for, big boy? Dig in,” she tells him seductively with a smile.

Lake kicks his legs up to a standing position, before running towards her bed. He gets to where her opening is, her spreaded legs looking like a gate to nirvana. He climbs onto her snatch, the grown hair of her pubic looking like a yellow woodland around him. He plants a random kiss on the skin there, sinfully sucking and nibbling until he leaves red marks all over her.

Mrs. Belen gasps when he starts giving hickeys all over her p***y. He moves fast and never pausing, always making sure that she is on edge. The tip of her toes curl from the pleasure he gives her, making her back arches along the way.

When she can no longer handle it anymore, the lady lifts the tiny man up and plunks him right at the opening of her v****a, using her muscles to tighten up until he is trapped in place. Her p***y is already wet from his kisses before. The lips of her p***y clenches around him by the waist, the smell of her s*x oozing out even more. He likes the way her v****a is trapping in, and so he places more kisses on her labia as well, bending down his body.

The woman uses him, clenching her around his p***y and pushing him in and out of her. The friction of his body against the fissure of her v****a walls, combined with him nibbling and kissing at her labia drives her wild. But she lets out an audible scream that echoes through the room when something bites into his cilt.

Lake twists his body and climbs up until he reaches his c******s, only to bite into the sensitive bead. The action causes her to scream so loud, he has to winch from it. At first he thinks he is hurting her, but lets out a sigh of relief when she moans some more. He has no idea what has overtaken him. He just feels the need to do it. So he repeats it.

The act causes her control on the clench to slip, allowing Lake to escape from her hold. He uses this chance to crawl down, heading for her other forbidden hole. Mrs. Belen has thoroughly cleaned her asshole before, but he can still smell that signature feminine scent of hers. When his nostrils catch the whiff, it makes his mouth waters.

The man scales his way out of her p***y, passing that slight gap of the end of her cunt to the tightness of her asshole. His eyes hot jackpot when he spots that curve of her ass. Without any further due, he dives into her other hole.

Lake dives his way into her anus, running his tongue against the receptive skin there. The walls clench in in return, letting him knows just how much Mrs. Belen is enjoying this. With no shyness or regards stopping him, Lake treats himself to a lovely trip up her tight canal.

He keeps biting and nipping at her delicate skin in there, causing all kinds of hypersensitive sensory to light up in fire. Mrs. Belen is moaning at the top of her lungs hair-triggerly, yet Lake still teases her mercilessly, to the point that she finally cums.

Her juices stain the sheets underneath her. The area around her tights and p***y still drenched in wetness even as she collapses against the bedding in exhaustion. Her rectum has clenches in when she cums, causing Lake to be trapped in there. When she finally remembers about doing so, she finally unclench the muscles in her ass.

Lake climbs out of her asshole debilitated, exhaling the deep breathes he has been holding. He suspects that Mrs. Belen is already too tired to move at this moment, until he sees that familiar hand grabbing him.

She places him on her pillow, face already looking so hungry, it might as well be that the last 15 minutes did not happen. She looks even much greedier than before, opening that warm cavern of her mouth and taking his bottom waist in. Her cavity is already so wet with her saliva when she puts him in, making him blushes by how restless she is.

Mrs. Belen uses her tongue to tease the c**k inside her mouth, causing Lake to groan heavily. She has that certain way of moving her body that just makes him feeling like he is becoming undone faster than he thought he can hold. Her tongue is just that skillful.

The tongue moves up and down, ribbing that erection of his like some sick play. He tells her he can’t do this any longer, and she moves down to trifle with his balls. He screams that he can’t take it anymore, and she maneuvers her macroglossa against his anus and ass.

She likes to tease him. It is fun watching the young man making all sorts of blissful expression. Her favorite so far is how he is drawn close to tears when she glazes her tongue in between his asscheeks. It is a combination of shyness, lustfulness, and pain — all the things she likes about him.

The night ends with her d**k in her mouth.

The morning after, Lake wakes up all sore and stiff, all thanks to the ever so smiling blonde, Mrs. Belen. If someone has asked him that he would get f****d and f*****g her so done and thoroughly, he would have shouted, “Liar!” on their face. But he did, and he has lucky enough to survive it and walk away. Who would have thought that a happy go lucky woman like her would have done all the things she has done to him the other day.

While she is still fast asleep, he should make his way out of her range. One night is all he needs. Don’t misunderstand him. She is a very incredible lover. But if he was to go through all of that again, he would have exhausted himself to death. Plus, Dr. Brief must have been done with the Deshrinking Ray at this point. The old man is a highly intelligent professional in his field. Lake is sure he have done whip up the device overnight already.

Just when Lake is about to climb off the bed though, she hears her accusing voice.

“Where do you think you’re going, young man?”

“Eh, home?” he stutters.

“So soon? Without even a goodbye?” She is still smiling, but the naked guy has a feeling that he has somehow upsetted her.

“Well, you just look so peaceful in your sleep. I don’t want to bother and wake you up,” he tries to explain lamely.

“Oh, is that so?”

Out of nowhere, she grabs him by the waist and moves him around, before finally dropping him down, causing him to panic with the drastic falling motion. He falls into somewhere perilous and unstable . . . and wolly.

“Wa— what is this?” he exclaims in panic, his hands and feet trying to climb out of the fabrical mess, but unable to do so because of the precarious environment. He tries to make his way out, but the disarray just keeps coming up his way.

“Hehehe, I’ve dropped you inside a sock, you prevent you from running,” she informs him, winking playfully without a sense of guiltiness on her face.

“What? Why?”

“Because you’re trying to sneak out from me, of course. Who tells you that you can just go and have your merry way escaping from me. Don’t you know? You’re my toy.”

“What?” he exclaims again. “Since when? I have never agreed to this,” he says defensively.

“Oh yeah? Then who was it who climbed into my p***y yesterday and jizzed in me?” she asks him with a purposefully wondering tone.

A nervous “Errr~” is all he can manage. She noticed that?

“Who was it also that ate off piles of whip cream off my body until he is so full, he couldn’t move?” she asks.

“Me?” he answers unsurely.

“And who was it that licked his way into my rectum and make me so itching in the inside and uneasy, before eventually cumming?” she asks again.

“Uh, me,” he admits in defeats.

“So who was it also that I licked and ate off in my mouth last night, even after just climbing out from my anus? Do you think it would just let anyone do that to me? No. Only my toy can do that to me, and only I can do that to my toy.”

“Alright, fine. You win. You’re one hundred percent right! Now what do you want me to do to let me out of this?”

“Well, I can think off a few things for you to make up to me,” she says, uncharacteristically licking her lips.

Mrs. Belen produces a line of clothing for Lake, using the combination of a Wardrobe Printing machine and the Shrinking Ray. She comes up with different types of clothes, from casual wear to formal wear, to holiday outfits and s*x underwear. The woman makes him try all of them, forcing him to pose for her in various uncomfortable positions while she gleefully takes pictures of him.

But the most embarrassing one of all is when she makes him put on a b**m getup, complete with some upper body chains that goes around his neck and chest, cuffs around his wrists, and a big metal chastity belt holding up his c**k tightly by the waist, some scary looking devil skull decorating the front part of the crotch. And to top it all off, a leather mask, with zips around the mouth and eyes.

As part of his punishment, she also makes him do s****l acts to him, while still wearing the embarrassing getup. Lake gets so embarrassed to the point that even the edges of his ears turn red as a tomato.

“How adorable,” she exclaims as she takes more pictures of him, her camera keeps going off in blinding flashes. “I can’t wait to make your c**k as red as your face,” she admits boldly with her signature smile.

Mrs. Belen abruptly picks him up and places him in between her armpit, before clenching him in between her muscles, trapping Lake in place. The erotic scent of her makes him blushes even harder than he already is, making his head look like a tomato.

The woman unzips the mask that she made him wear over his head, allowing his mouth to taste fresh air. He inhales her fragrant scent even more, causing his c**k to get excited. She orders him to lick the skin there, as much as he can from his position. Lake abides diligently, sticking his pink tongue out and starting to taste her slightly sweaty skin there.

He even makes sure to nibble and suck in the way he knows that she enjoys, earning himself a moan from her. Hearing her sound only encourages him even more to use his mouth on her, increasing the pace of his sucking and licking, to the point Mrs. Belen is heaving in breathless.

She likes how obedient he is, and he always delivers in good time. Once he has thoroughly lick her by the armpit, she moves him to a different location. She has always wanted to try this, albeit, her foot.

Lake-kun does not seem to be losing any interest. In fact, it only gets him even more livelier than ever. It seems like there is nothing that can turn the guy off. He is like this adorable little s*x machine that she can just play with anywhere and anywhen she feels like it.

He licks her from inch to inch. First, the toes. He makes sure to lick each curve of nail, before proceeding from the nail bed to the nail plate, not forgetting to get to that cuticle clean. He especially enjoys the tangy taste. Then he goes on to the proximal fold, heading to the neck of her toe.

He moves from the gap of each toe and proceeds to the next one, working like a programmed machine.

The sensation of his mouth on her foot is just so accelerating. She can not believe that it can feel this good. It feels like being sucked on and massaged at the same time. It is relaxing as much as it is p***y wetting her.

Once Lake manages to get each and every toe off, he proceeds to work on the back of her feet, slowing working his way up until he gets to her ankle. When he can’t go any further, he asks her if he can lick the sole of her foot as well, to which Mrs. Belen responds with welcomeness.

The young man plans kissing on every square of her sole, complete worshipping it like she is a goddess. The way his tiny lips feel on her skin makes her toes curl in delight. She can not believe just how proficient and devoted the guy is. And when he is done sucking on the edges of her foot, he proceeds to her other foot, almost way too happily.

Although he has to admit that the b**m getup it making him harder to move. Some positions make it too painful for him to maintain than usual, but he tries to hide it and just proceeds to his task. Although he has to admit, it would have been much easier if he does not have the outfit in. Though he does not think Panchy-san will let him remove it right now.

After he has done worshiping both of her feet, Mrs. Belen picks him up. The sudden movement causes that slight nausea again, but it soon stops when she lands him down on her naked breasts.

“What a good little pet you’ve been. As a reward, I’d like to let you play with my n*****s,” she says to him. “You haven’t tasted them yet, haven’t you? I’ve seen the way you look at me. You want to try them, don’t you, little guy?”

His ego is not usually this sensitive, but the last mention kind of irritates him a little bit.

“I’ll have you know, in my normal size, my c**k is quite a decent size,” he huffs.

“Oh my, were you offended? Mind you, that is not what I meant at all. I was just referring to your current body size, which it were not for it, you wouldn’t even be as close as tasting this p***y,” she explains to him.

Over with their conversation, Lake decides to just focus on his task and proceeds to giving each of her pink and supple n*****s equal attention. First, he circles his tongue around her areola, climbing through it as he goes through his way. Then, once her skin is sensitive enough, and the woman becomes hot and bother, he moves on for the kill, and starts sucking on her tit.

The way he moves his tongue ever so tentatively causes Mrs. Belen to moans with pleasure. Her p***y starts getting wet again, and if this goes on, she will have to get throughout f****d again.

They eventually repeats last night’s event, with him climbing so way up into her uterus, she climaxes so hard that the flood of her c*m pushes him out from her tight cunt. Their body can get exhausted, but they can never get tired of re-experiencing it again.

With a satisfied grin, they both collapses their heads onto the bed.

After resting for a while, they get to a quick shower, too drain for a bath. Mr. Brief helps Lake getting cleaned up, using her finger to wash a wet cloth against his skin, making sure to scrub every corner of his body thoroughly. After that, she takes care of herself.

Once they are all dried up and fresh, Mrs. Belen makes him wear a new set a clothing. Thankfully it is just normal clothes this time. Mrs. Belen herself is wearing a very complimenting short dress, which shows off her nice figure as usual.

The blonde woman whips out some quick breakfast for them: pancakes with maple syrup and milk. They both wolfs down the deliciously warm food quickly, too hungry from the strain they have put themselves through yesterday. And because of how much they had s*x, they even forgot to eat dinner. Lake asks for seconds, and Mrs. Belen thought she should have some too, to compensate yesterday.

Once they are done with breakfast and Mrs. Belen sets the dishes to wash, the phone rings. This time, Lake is hoping for a good news. But somehow, the thought of returning to normal bothers him. That means he will not be able to be with her anymore. And truly, it has been so much fun being with Panchy-san.

‘Hello, honey, are you there?’ Dr. Brief calls in.

“Morning, darling. How are you doing? You didn’t return to our room yesterday. You must have been so swamred with work. Did you eat the food I sent you the day before?” she asks him in concern, sounding just like the dutiful wife she is.

‘Ah, yes, of course I did. It was delicious as always, honey,’ he says in a light tone, honestly complimenting her. ‘Anyway, there is something important I have to tell you — and I was hoping that you would be so kind to extend this to the guy that was accidentally shrunk down as well,’ he says, his voice turning to serious mode.

“Yes, no problem, darling. So, what it is? How did the research go?” Panchy asks her husband.

‘Well, the thing is, I have been up all night making sure I got this right . . . I’ve been experimenting and re-experimenting again and again, making various conclusions and coming up with a few new formulas along the way. And,” pause, “finally, I’ve finished it. I did it, honey! The Deshrinking Ray works!’ he exclaims excitedly through the other line.

“Wow, that’s great, husband! Congratulations yet again! I know that we can depend on you,” Mrs. Belen says without a single hesitation.

‘Alright. I will be wrapping and getting this thing ready to go. Make sure to tell the guy about it,’ he reminds her.

“I will,” she replies, before they end their conversation, and slowing turns her attention to Lake.

“Well, Lake-kun, it seems like this is the end of our little adventure. It has been nice having you here. I’d love to have you stay longer, but I am afraid prolonged stay will not affect positively to both of us,” she says, starting to get a bit teary at the side, but overall still cheerful.

“Yes, thank you for having me here, Mrs. Belen, and thank you for treating me so well all this time,” Lake says, bending his body to give him a cLake bow.

Mrs. Belen brings Lake to Dr. Brief’s experiment room. She places him on the floor, before Dr. Brief fires up that ray gun, shooting out a blindingly bright light at Lake. The light accumulates and keeps increasing in shape, until it dulls down to a normal sized figure. The young man thanks the couple for everything they have done for him, before excusing himself.

They even manage to ask him to stay for lunch, in which Mrs. Belen shows off more of her cooking skills and presents them with a fancy and mouth watering chicken stuffing. They eat the food lively, getting to conversations, before having to end the way with Lake’s departure.

He goes home the same way the came, by train. Although he bet the him a day ago would not have thought that a simple visit to a Technology and Science exhibition with his two best friends will turn out into him being shrunk down to the size of an ant, being taken care of by the beautiful and youthful Mrs. Belen, and even able to get in such a deep and personal physical relationship with the woman — all in the span of one long and very tiring day.

When he gets home, Lake continues on his days like normal, going to college and playing games with his friends’ house. He turns to Wanda’s experimentative cooking and John’s science talk. Although he sadly can not repeat that out of this world experience, he sure can still remember the memories by from time to time again.

Man, is he glad that he decided to succumb to his friends persuasion and tag along with them. The next time they are asking him, he will gladly agree. Who knows, maybe he will get lucky enough again to experience something even more amazing.