He caught me staring in the gym locker room. “Like what you see?” he smirked, standing t
He caught me staring in the gym locker room. “Like what you see?” he smirked, standing there in just his jockstrap.“Uh, yeah,” I said. I blushed.He took a step closer. “Like what you smell?” he asked. His sweat stink was overpowering after his workout, and I could feel the humidity radiating off of his body.“Uh. I do,” I said. He was so much taller than me. I felt tiny.He lifted an arm. “Like what you taste?” he asked.That was too far for me. I was about to take a step back when he grabbed my head and forced it into his armpit. I struggled for a second and then took a sharp breath and felt his body odor in my nose, the wet sweat smearing on my face, and suddenly my tongue was out to taste the sweaty pit.“Good boy,” he said, releasing my head. But I kept my face in there, burying my nose in his thick armpit hair, slobbering in the smell of his body. I couldn’t stop.“Get smaller,” he said, and I didn’t know what me meant, but I felt a tightness and his body seemed to swell with size. He was shrinking me, I realized, and I had to get away but I couldn’t stop.“Mmf,” I gasped, feeling my height slip down, his armpit raising above me out of reach. He grabbed me under the arms and lifted me onto a bench. Even standing on it I barely came up to his chest. He’d made me so small.“I’ve been looking for a new piglet,” he said. “Is that you?”I opened my mouth to say yes, but as I did I felt my nostrils flare and swell into a snout and only and “oink” came out.Read more stories of power and transformation: https://amzn.to/2X7zBW6 -- source link
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