The Incredible Shrinking Man

15/03/2020

The Incredible Shrinking Man (The New Chapters)

Part 1

Greetings dear reader!

You probably already know all about me, Scott Carey, "The Incredible

Shrinking Man", the strange circus attraction who had to sell his story to

the tabloids, the publishing houses, eventually to Hollywood.

You know that I was exposed to a radioactive cloud that put my metabolism

in reverse gear.

Literally!

From that fateful day on, I was shrinking!

I was losing height at a rate of an inch per week!

Nine months later I had lost 3' in height, making me under 3' tall.

I had lost all the respect of my 6 year old daughter who was taller than me.

I had lost my wife who no longer was sexually interested in me.

But I had gained the attention of Terry!

I think now is the time to tell you more about Terry:

Terry (Therese actually) is the wife of my brother Marty. She's a very

small woman (only 5'), delicately built, with a exeptionally beautiful

face framed by short, deeply black hair. Her husband, my brother, is the

exact opposite, tall (6'3"), fat (300 lb), his mere presence and demeanor

literally suffocating her.

I think this is where the reason for her being attracted to me can be found.

Now, dear reader, as you have the characters I can begin the story.

In the weeks and months after my encounter with the cloud, I had continued

working in my brother's company. After all, I had to earn money for my

family after all and I was not yet willing to publish my story to become a

publicly known freak.

My office at the company actually was a room in Marty's house, so I had

taken part in my brother's family life for years but in all that time I'd

never really taken notice of Terry. We sometimes talked about the family

or the company but that was it.

All this changed about the time I was down to a little over 3'. The first

thing I noticed was that she had adopted the habit of staring at me when

she tought I wouldn't notice. She also became overly helpful and

protective. She insisted on carrying folders and books to and from my

desk which she thought were too heavy for me (they WERE too heavy for me

but I was too proud to admit it to myself).

One day, when Marty was out of town meeting customers, I was about to

climb on my chair (not an easy task at my size), she grabbed me lifted me

and placed me on the chair as if I was a toddler. I became furious at her

shouting at her, insulting her, forbidding her to treat me like a child

but when she started crying and begging me not to complain to Marty I

backed off, and thought for a moment.

I had noticed her arousal when she had held me. When she had press me

against her titatinic (from my perspective) breasts and only reluctantly

put me on the chair. At that moment I was only too aware of my sexual

life, or the lack thereof during the past months. I had tried to approach

my wife, to seduce her but she had not responded. A 'man' who barely came

up to her waist just couldn't provide the sexual stimulus she needed. So

by that time I was what you'd call 'sex starved'. This is the only excuse

I can give to You, dear reader, for doing what I did.

There she stood leaning a against the door sobbing heavily. She was

wearing a knee long grey skirt, white blouse, stockings with a black

pattern and high heeled black shoes.

At that moment I ceased to think consciously.

I approached her.

I came closer and closer.

My eyes were at the same height as her crotch.

Her loud sobbing had stopped, she was totally silent, but I didn't notice.

With both my hands I lifted her skirt revealing her soaked wet white

panties. Terry took her skirt from me, still holding it up. I could see

her trembling softly, hear her breathing heavily, slightly moaning with

each shallow breath.

When she whispered "Eat me!", it was barely audible, but for me it was the

command to lose all my inhibitions.

I grabbed her gigantic panties, violently pulled them down revealing her

swollen red labia surrounded by black cunt hair and deeply soaked in her

juices. I thrust myself at grabbing her gigantic thigs, pressing my face

on her fantasctic crotch.

I buried myself in her flesh barely able to breathe, immersed in that

fantastic female odour that I had missed for so long. My tongue first

explored the cavernous depths of her huge vagina. Then I slowly moved my

attention upward to her clit which appeared impossibly huge to me. As I

started taking it in to my mouth which it nearly filled I felt she was

nearing an orgasm. She no longer stood still but violently thrust her

hips back against the door and forth against me until she climaxed with a

loud scream, her last thrust being too powerful for me, sending me to the

floor.

I remained lying on my back on the floor for a couple of moments, eyes

closed trying to gain breath. I didn't open my eyes until I heard Terry's

heavy steps, approaching me. She squatted on her heels, smiling, reached

for my waist, lifted me when she stood up and held me, my eyes on level

with hers, her arms streched out.

Without saying a single word she slowly drew me closer to her...

Her kiss was incredibly intense.

Her mouth nearly covered my nose, making it nearly impossible to breathe.

The tip of her tongue filled my whole mouth, nearly suffocating me with

it's explorations. Her love hug pressed my crotch hard at her titanic

breasts.

I was close to losing consciousness when she released me and put me back

on the floor.

Looking up at her our eyes met.

She smiled at me.

"Let's go to the bedroom and have some more fun", she suggested...

End of Part 1

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