Lancelot Shrink

12/03/2020

Lancelot Shrink, Secret Imp

By Littletoy

Lancelot Shrink, Secret Imp, agent for the Secret Security Squadron of the USDF,

on behalf of the US of A, and a terrific BSer, had once again found himself in a

situation in which he was entirely devoid of control; not a good situation for a

spy, even if you are wearing depends under your black evening tux. He felt the

surface upon which he was sprawled out on give a gentle, ever-so-slight heave

underneath him. He lifted his head up and his eyes followed the surface as it

sloped upward at a slight angle until it met a large twin sort of outcropping,

about two thirds as tall as he was, and colored the same as the smooth surface

upon which he rested comfortably. It had been happening a lot lately, ever since

he had volunteered for that agency program for an extra $50,000 per, knowing

nothing about how it would alter his life forever. He remembered when they'd

strapped him in a gurney and a bunch of scientists stuck about a thousand little

electrodes to his body, then they all scurried out of the room like members of a

demolition team from a condemned warehouse, leaving Lance Bohem, as he was known

then to wonder what he'd gotten himself into. Then his world filled with pain

and light and he'd blacked out, the first time he'd ever done that. He'd been

known as a top field agent who could be depended on to never lose control of a

situation, so it was weird when he came to and the uncontrollable effects of his

treatment were revealed to him soon after, while in bed at....his memory was

snapped by the reality of the present.

A huge force encircled his body from the knees to just below his chin, squeezing

him firmly but not nearly enough to hurt him. He felt himself separate from the

smooth, soft surface upon which he been resting and rise several feet in the

air. He kicked out with his legs in protest and struggled to free his arms from

their confinement but all his movement had no effect, and he remembered where he

was, namely in the grip of a beautiful young female who held his tiny body

suspended over the surface of her flat stomach.

"I thought you were going to take your clothes off?" the beautiful young female

said. Lance saw the fingers of her free hand slowly glide toward him. He looked

out at her face and saw she was smiling. He couldn't believe this wild scene was

repeating itself again. But it was; all because of his new found, er, power. the

scientists were hoping for a secret agent who could control his strength and

mass with his brain. He didn't understand it all, but he knew something had gone

wrong when he suddenly one night, while in his recovery bed in the military

hospital, he felt dizzy and when he pressed the nurse's call button he found he

could barely reach it. By the time Nurse McKay came to his rescue, scooping him

up in her soft fingers and setting him gently on the bed, he had nearly fallen

to his death and clung desperately to the sheet that hung down the side of his

bed. He'd shrunk! That was the first time. The scientists were even more excited

about this development then they'd been about what they'd originally planned.

Unfortunately as time went on it became clear that Lance's shrinking ability was

becoming permanent. He'd shrink down to eight inches tall, be that way for

almost four hours, and then suddenly resume his normal 5' 9" height. Then 15

minutes later he'd shrink again, or maybe he wouldn't shrink at all for almost a

week. It was completely unpredictable except that as time wore on he noticed

that the time he seemed to be staying shrunk to eight inches was increasing, and

the time in between at normal height was becoming less and less as the days went

on. It seemed that he was doomed to live out his life as a doll-sized man, and

the scientists were soon disappointed and faced with budget cuts, went back to

work on a new and improved death gel.

His distaste for the scientists was interrupted by the gliding fingers again, as

the hand that encircled his body opened slightly to let the gliding fingers

through. The beautiful young female gently pinched the back of Lance's little

tuxedo jacket and lifted it up and over his head, then tossed it recklessly

behind her, lost from his sight.

"Hey, my new Tux!! he shouted. He watched her short blond hair gently bob

against her shoulders and neck as she giggled at him.

"Well then", she said, "We'll just have to go to Toys 'R' Us for a new one then,

doll!"

She laughed gently at him again as her she pulled his white shirt off his tiny

body with her thumb and forefinger, ripping it to shreds in the process. He

hated to ruin good clothes this way, even if she did have several more tiny

tuxedos in her drawer. But he was powerless to stop her, and she just loved to

dress and undress him herself, even though he was perfectly capable of doing it

himself. Those egghead scientists have fucked him up good, he thought to himself

as he drifted off again, but all the head spooks at the agency fell in love with

the idea of having a secret agent who could get into places where no one else

could, the ultimate infiltrator. They ignored the fact that he had no control

over his power, instead teaming him with another agent who would assist him in

his assignments. Some wiseass nicknamed him Lancelot Shrink, and it stuck.

Instead of pairing him with an veteran agent they found him a rookie just out of

college, and a young woman to boot. Someone upstairs had it in for him, he

thought as he shook hands with this partner for the first time. She was a

beautiful young blond haired woman, with a sleek body and nice, very firm

breasts, he noticed as she extended her arm for a handshake.

"Lance, my name is Melanie Stewart, your new partner, I just couldn't wait to

meet you", she said, "I can't wait to see you when you're small!..." and she

laughed slightly. Lance thought he saw her nipples harden beneath her T-shirt,

but he didn't want her to notice he was checking so he didn't look too closely.

It was less than 48 hours after that he'd shrunk in front of somebody outside

the military hospital for the first time, only it wasn't Melanie....... He

floated back into the here and now as he felt her fingernail flick off first his

left shoe, then his right, then she plucked off his teeny socks, pretending to

almost faint at their undetectable odor, playfully holding her nose after

tossing them on the floor next to the big bed. After that the pants slid off

easily, even as he struggled to keep them on, but it was more of a show for her

than a real attempt to ward off Melanie's playful, amorous advances. He still

couldn't believe that his immediate superior, Jack Sallow, had assigned the two

of them to live as a couple, in preparation for a lengthy assignment in Europe.

Besides being 5 years younger than he, she also was in terrific physical shape,

not muscular-he hated that look, but rather athletic. In fact, he'd later

learned that she lettered in both field hockey and swimming in college. But Jack

had never liked him, so why was he being teamed up with this rather hot young

female agent? In fact he'd been certain that Sallow wanted him out of the agency

altogether so the whole thing didn't make sense.... Perhaps he was missing the

big picture here, but that didn't matter now as the huge tip of her finger

rested on his tiny crotch, still covered by his plaid boxer shorts.

"Tee hee, I can feel your tiny erection under there! Lance I just LOVE that!",

she squealed. Then her probing index finger playfully fought his wildly swinging

arms and gently stripped his boxers off with one motion. That done, she closed

her open palm around his body again and brought him up to her jade colored eyes.

"You are just SO adorable, I could just eat you up!", she snickered. She thrust

him against her full, plush lips, her soft tongue darting out across his chest

and stomach. Her hot breath, covered him in puffs as she breathed in and out.

She worked her way down further to his crotch, probing the tip of his cock with

those lips before pushing him away a bit.

"Hmmmmmm...let's see what we have here", she laughed, "Ooooooooo...my little toy

has a little toy of his own! Cool!".

She gently reached her index finger of her free hand out to touch his erect

penis, giggling all the while as she casually flicked it back and forth, playing

with its insistent rigidity and testing the durability of his manhood. His tiny

body responded and he had long since dropped the feint of resisting, and was now

about to come.

"Oh no, not yet!", she whined softly. She lowered her lips back down to his

crotch and began using her tongue to play with his cock again, but after only a

few seconds he blew his load into her cavernous mouth and lay limply in her

palm, exhausted.

"Hmmph!", she said, "That was neat. But now you've already came and I'm just

getting started", she protested. "You probably feel like resting, don't you,

little doll?"

He watched her beaming face recede as she lowered him against one bare breast.

Although at his normal size her breasts were not huge in size, perhaps 36C at

most, at his tiny size now they were way more than he could handle. She rolled

him around on her breast with the flat of her hand before placing him in her

nice cleavage. As she gently pressed her breasts together against him he was

intoxicated by the smooth softness her warm tan flesh offered and the smell of

lilacs drifted into his senses from somewhere.

"Hee hee hee, little one, you're squeezably soft!", she laughed as her arms

folded over her chest, pinning him firmly in her cleavage. "I could play with

you all night again, Lance, I think I'm becoming addicted to your littleness."

"Please Melanie, be gentle, one of these days you might hurt me in bed here.

This could be more dangerous than any field work I ever perform", he protested.

"But you know Mr. Sallow said we had to portray a couple as our cover when we go

on assignment so you have to get used to this, besides you may need this

experience at some time in the near future. Besides, I just can't keep my hands

away from you at this size, your so cute". And her whole body shook with her

laughter, jostling him about; but he wasn't going anywhere; he was held firmly

in place between her breasts. From his position he looked over at the top of her

left breast and stared at the erect nipple that was too big to fit in his mouth.

"See something you want?", she cooed, "Awww...you poor little doll, can't you

reach? Here, let me help you...". Her arms unwrapped themselves from around him

and he saw her fingers dart down and quickly wrap around his body again,

plucking him nonchalantly from her cleavage. Then she turned him around and

settled his crotch against her left breast's nipple, using his entire body to

stimulate it. He felt her breast flesh slide and give gently about him as she

manipulated his entire body over first her left breast then her right,

pleasuring herself with him, then stopping to let him suck her nipples on each

breast, all the while moaning contentedly. Then she let him go and he was

leaning against her right breast before, laughing again, she pinched his left

ankle between her thumb and index finger and began slowly dragging him down away

from her chest, across her ribcage, and to her stomach, holding him flat against

her, enjoying his tiny struggles, before continuing to drag him down to her

crotch. He felt her shift underneath him and he knew she was going to take him

again, and before he knew it he was slowly being guided head first into the

blond gateway between her legs. He gulped a last breath of air and hoped he

wouldn't pass out this time.

He remembered that first time he'd shrunk outside of the hospital, in the field.

It was not that long ago, only a couple months. Right after they discharged him

from the hospital and cleared him to return to field operative status. The

agency had set them up in a safe house condo in Arlington, and they had already

inspected the place and moved their stuff in earlier. No one was supposed to

know about the place but Melanie couldn't resist and had invited her 19 year old

sister, Danielle, a sophomore at George Washington U., over to help get settled,

an infraction of the rules to be sure but Lance saw no harm in it given that

they had no field orders yet. It was right after dinner, and Melanie, who had

invited Danielle to stay the night, had gone to the video store for a movie,

despite his begging her not to leave, in fear of what might happen were he to

shrink alone with her younger sister present.. "Take the beeper, just in case",

he said as she walked out the door.

During dinner Danielle had indicated that Melanie had told her about his

condition and expressed hope that she'd get to see his first shrinking outside

the hospital. He wondered how Melanie could give out that information, even if

it was her sister. He'd asked Melanie to have her sister to leave at the first

sign that he might be having a shrinking attack. Not that Danielle wasn't

intriguing. She was 5' 4" , with the same sleek body but with flowing light

brown hair that went to the middle of her back. She seemed even more innocent

than her older sister. She wore a white T-shirt and jeans that showed off her

shapely legs and rear. He was drying the last of the dinner dishes, Melanie

having just left 5 minutes before, when an awful tremor shook through his body.

He moaned softly, hoping Danielle wouldn't hear him. No such luck. He was backed

against the fridge, and Danielle was soon at his side, her wide brown eyes

filled with concern, one hand gently resting on his shoulder.

"Hey Lance, what's the matter? Are you okay?", she asked softly. Then it dawned

on her, and her look of concern was wiped with curiosity.

"Hey! You're starting to shrink, aren't you? Cool! I'm gonna see it! And Melanie

is missing it!". And she backed away slightly, hands at her hips, chest thrust

outward less than a foot from him as he shrank. He saw her sweet young face,

smiling with amazement start to rise even with his as he slowly dwindled, after

a couple of minutes he was staring right into her pert, youthful breasts as he

shrank under 5'. He saw her slim waist rise up to meet him as he passed 4'. At

3' he looked up at the giant teen and saw her raise a huge arm to her mouth to

unsuccessfully stifle a giggle, then bend over to continue to watch him shrink.

Her thighs, thick as tree trunks, then knees, passed him on his way down. Then

he saw them move back and the huge mass that was the teenage giant's body swoop

close as Danielle got on all fours to check him out. He was now about eight

inches tall, and quite frankly cowering at the giant girl peering down at him in

amusement.

"Wow! Neat! Look at how tiny you are! I can't believe it! ". Her hands were

cupped to the sides of her face as Danielle studied him carefully. "You're like

a toy or something. Are you okay?".

"I'm fine", he trembled, "Just be careful where you walk. You might step on me

or something".

Her face turned to concern. "Noooooo...I would never do that to such a cute

thing like you, I swear! Melanie said I could touch you if you shrank."

"Absolutely not!", He shouted up at her. "I'm an agent for the Secret Security

Squadron of the USDF, on behalf of the U. S. A, not some toy!"

And before He had the chance to react further she reached out with a slender arm

and wrapped her soft fingers around his middle, seizing him gently but

irresistibly off the floor in one smooth motion.

"Hey! Help! Put me down!" He cried, kicking his legs an flailing his arms as he

was treated to the same slow elevator view of her body, only in reverse as she

lifted him up, her free hand coming up behind him to support his back as she

brought him against her supple, youthful chest, hugging him between her breasts

in a gentle hug. She was trying to be gentle, treating the tiny man as she would

treat a baby kitten, but he was mortified. This 19 year old, very innocent, very

pretty, and very young woman was in total control of his life at this minute.

She could easily squeeze him to death in her hands, or dash him to the ground

and step on him, even eat him alive. He shuddered at what was in store for him.

The ringing of the phone interrupted his nightmares. Danielle slowly raised

herself up off her knees and walked over to the phone, still clutching him to

her soft, pliant, youthful boobs.

"Hello?", he heard her ask. "Yes, it did. The beeper went off? Really? You mean

it? Okay, thanks. Bye Mel...". She hung up the phone and lifted Lance from his

resting place between her boobs and up to her sweet face.

"Melanie says she's sorry she didn't see you shrink this time, but her beeper

went off and she had to go to the pentagon for an emergency meeting and now she

says she won't be back till morning. Guess who gets to take care of you? Me!",

Danielle explained.

"Let me go!", Lance protested, "You can't do take care of me, I'm a man not a

toy! I'm Lancelot Boehm of the Secret Security Squadron of the USDF, on behalf

of the U. S. A". He was really kicking wildly now in protest, and it only

strengthened the delicate young woman's resolve to have her way with her new

prize.

"Now quit that.", she playfully scolded, holding him out at arms length away

from her to emphasize her strength and power over her little captive treat. "I

think maybe I should turn in early, after all, its a weeknight, and I have

classes tomorrow. I wish I could take you to my sorority and show you off. You'd

be the hit of the house." And before he knew what was happening he was swung

against her soft chest again, pushed up against her as she made a beeline for

the guest bedroom, where she was staying.

"Looks like there's plenty of room for you on my bed. Wheeeeeeeeeeee!". She ran

into the room and flopped on the bed, back first. Nestled safely in Danielle's

bosom, Lance was saved the shock of her titanic body bouncing on the bed, but he

was still shaken. Her hand closed around him again and she dragged him across

her chest down to her stomach, then she slipped him under her shirt and dragged

him back up across her smooth tummy-flesh to her chest again, and Little Lance

was resting just under her left breast, staring at the huge lace bra that

covered her nubile chest.

"How silly of me!", she said, "Let me get this top off! Here..." And he could

see the white cotton fabric of her shirt peel back over his head as she removed

it. He looked back down her body length and he saw that Danielle had somehow

removed her jeans while he was under the shirt and now was down to bra and

panties. he could not help notice her long shapely legs, but even as he did so

was upended by Danielle as she leaned forward to remove her bra. He tumbled down

her stomach into her lap. She had the loose straps in her hands and was staring

down at him, about to remove the bra from her front.

"You know", she said, "I never thought my boobs were really that big, until

now", she laughed softly. "But I have been told that my nipples are really nice.

My last boyfriend said so. What do you think, my Ken doll? Huh?". And she

removed the bra from her front, exposing her firm, pert breasts and perfect

round nipples, which were sticking out erect at the sight of her Little Lance

doll. Lance could only stare up at her and nod in awe. He'd lost the will to

resist and was now studying her huge body intently.

"Here cutie, why don't you come up for a closer look?". Her hand shot out at

Lance again, seizing him up to her face. With a finger of her free hand she

carefully and gently got his shoes and socks off, then his pants and shirt,

cooing and purring at him with satisfaction as she did so. Holding him in her

open palm in front of her face she gently stroked his tiny body with her

fingertips, stopping only to insistently tug at his boxers until the came off

too, exposing his rigid member, which was at attention.

"Wow! are you neat! Look at your tiny cock! Its the teeniest little thing I've

ever seen! How adorable you are! I just can't believe you're a real little

person! Its like a dream come true! I love you!". She was giggling as she said

this, all the while gently touching Lance's little dick, flicking it back and

forth and down and around, careful not to hurt him or put too much pressure.

"You like that don't you?" she asked gently, "I told you I wouldn't hurt a

helpless thing like you, didn't I? Hmmmmmmmm?" Lance could not answer, he was

too enchanted by Danielle's musical voice and gentle touch to do anything but

moan in ecstasy.

"Hey!", she said, closing her fist on him once more, "I was going to show you my

nice boobs, remember?". And she swung his little body down and cupped him to her

breast so that his entire body was draped over one tit, his crotch centered on

those prefect little nipples. He felt her breast give beneath him as she gently

applied pressure with her hand, squashing him into the breast, his body sinking

into her softness. Then she started jiggling her breast all around, still

clasping her little mannikin to it, ignoring his tiny complaints of dizziness

until she got bored hearing them, and she moved him so that her nipple was at

his mouth, forcing it gently in as she moaned softly.

"See? I knew you'd like that, my little boytoy, now lets explore a little lower,

shall we?". Suddenly she arched her back, thrusting her chest forward, causing

Lance to tumble backward off her chest onto her smooth, taut, stomach, which

immediately began rippling with her laughter. Her hand came down to hold him

against her smooth tummy, flat on his back. After a few minutes she lifted him

again to her face and began kissing him, rubbing her plush lips and soft tongue

all over his body, focusing on his cock, which was still erect.

"You are just SO adorable, the most precious thing I've ever seen in my life!

This is so cool! Mmmmmmmmm...." she buried his crotch in her mouth, swirling and

flicking his penis with her tongue until he came into her mouth.

"That's cute", she said, "Now you have to please me". Lance knew what was coming

next. Clutching him firmly she began easing him, head first into her.

"Stop wiggling around so much! I might hurt you or something. You do feel good

though." She was thrusting him in and out now, moaning and starting to buck.

Lance felt like he was on a roller coaster. He was being thrust in and out of

her over and over again, all the while her muscles were contracting around him

tighter and tighter as she moved him in and out. Thick juices covered him

completely as she left him in now her hips lifting up off the bed and back down.

For a moment, as the walls of the pretty young woman squeezed him tighter and

tighter as she neared orgasm, he feared he would die under the mounting

pressure. He was being squeezed rythmically by the huge soft muscles of her

vagina, harder and harder, her juices getting thicker and thicker. Lance was

about to pass out from the lack of air and the choke of liquid, but after an

eternity he felt her fingers pinch him around his ankles and draw him out. She

dangled him upside down in front of her flushed face, inspecting him. He seemed

none the worse for wear to Danielle. A bit sticky, perhaps, so Danielle brought

the tiny toy, still upside down, to her mouth and licked his entire body clean.

That done, she placed him next to her on the bed and began putting her clothes

back on.

"That was neat Lance! I can't believe you're real! Your my little toy aren't

you?'. She snatched him back up and showered him with kisses once more, then

gave him another quick hug against her chest for emphasis.

"I've changed my mind. I'm taking you to my sorority house to meet my friends

tonight. They'll freak out when they see how adorable you are, so precious and

cute! Come with me. I promise to have you back here before morning and Melanie

returns. Get ready for the night of your life, my little treasure cutie". And

with that she matter of factly popped him into her purse and took him to her car

for the ride into D.C......

"Lance...are you okay?" Melanie was staring into his tiny face, a look of

concern on hers. She had just pulled him out from her after having her way with

the little man again. She settled him between her breasts as he finally spoke...

"Sorry Melanie, I was just thinking about what happened a couple of months ago

when your little sister saw me shrink and took me home to her sorority."

"Still thinking about her sorority friends? Well, guess what, they want to see

you again before we leave for Europe next week, and I'm going to let Danielle

have you for a weekend while I go off to that agency survival camp. Don't worry,

though, I made Danielle promise no harm would come to you." her hands came up to

close tightly around him as Melanie drifted off to sleep, leaving Lancelot

Shrink, Secret Imp, to wonder when the shrinking would wear off this time. Then

he started replaying what had happened when Danielle had taken him to meet her

sorority friends, to show him off to them. He was thinking about that incredible

episode as he drifted off to sleep, between the breasts of his gorgeous young

partner...

 

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