At her current state of two and a half inches, Steph was having the time of her life. Panting heavily after our most recent encounter, I smiled as I plucked old 'Steadfast' off my shoulder and heard her delightful tiny giggle as I rolled her between my thumb and index fingers.
"Mmm. I always wanted a woman in the palm of my hand." I grinned. "And there you are."
"You are encouragable, sir!" Steph squeaked in her terrible southern accent, smiling widely.
I gently played with her body with my free hand. Stroking her fine miniaturized curves and her pert tiny breasts.
"So gentle." Steph squeaked. "Perfect for a little thing like me."
Soon enough, we had devolved into sexual bliss again. Even less than an action figure, Steph laid in the middle of my palm throwing her head from side to side and moaning as I explored all she had to offer. I turned her over onto her chest and massaged her back with my fingertip. I struck her ass gently with a quick flick and she moaned.
"Smaller." Steph whispered, barely audible. "I want to be your little fingertip bitch."
"Um..." I blushed deep red. "Are you sure?"
"Smaller." Steph demanded. "Come on. I know you want to see how far you can go with this."
"O-Okay..." I said cautiously.
"But you better make me big after that!" She pointed an accusing finger with a grin. "I don't want to get lost in the carpet or something."
"Deal." I smiled warmly. "So let's go down to an inch."
Obeying immediately, Steph's tiny face contorted to momentary shock as she swiftly reduced to one inch tall. She turned onto her back again and I could see her panting. Her tiny hand fell between her legs, she spread out on my palm easily and began masturbating, her voice even higher and losing audibility.
"m-more!" I heard her cry. So I shrank her further. Half an inch tall. I leaned in very close in utter fascination as my new lovely toy girlfriend frantically pushed her hand into her tiny pussy. She opened her eyes and I could just make out her insistent expression. I could barely hear her now, she was little more than a tiny squeak of a voice.
A quarter of an inch. Vaguely, I felt her squirm in my palm and she released again. And again, bucking and thrashing her body. I took her further still, her voice fading from a tiny cry of rapture to almost nothing as she shrank to a dot on my hand.
I stared with heavy breath and utter fascination as slowly, I watched the tiny dot of a woman rise on my palm. I put my head in very close and saw Steph standing in the middle of my palm, shivering from excitement and maybe a little terror. She gently and uncertainly stepped in my hand, giving me a pleasant tickle, and began to approach my index finger. I held my hand deathly steady for fear of dropping her.
She stared at my giant eyes watching her, from her perspective huge leering things, and paused to cup her tits and shake them. I giggled slightly, the vibration tossing her onto her ass, and I could distantly see her cracking up before she stood again and carefully traversed my finger.
She was in no danger of falling, her body so incredibly small that my fingertip was a pleasant stroll through a fleshy field for her. With a gulp, I took her even further, the dot of Steph reduced to a mere pinprick of a woman. A small moving nothing just within the grasp of my vision. I let her go a little further still and began to sweat as I watched her slide down the groove of my fingerprint itself and stand. I couldn't even make out her face or her form. Just the vague blip that was Steph.
I felt the vague tickle of her walking on my fingertip, and let her go further still. She was now in the chasm of my fingertip, an impossible dot on an impossible dot. Though I could see, just barely, the hint of her, she was almost lost to my sight.
Then I took her to nothing. I watched the vague suggestion of a tiny woman fade from my vision and vanish into the world contained on my fingertip.
A sinking feeling fell into my gut and as quickly as I had shrunk her to nothingness I willed Steph to return. She emerged on my fingertip once more and began to grow, startled and crouching as she returned to millimetres and then inches. She fell back into my palm in startled shock, breathing heavily, and barely had a moment to register what was happening before she began to spill over my palm and returned to a doll.
She grew on and on in my arms, back to a toddler, her adorable slim legs dangling over my arms, before she filled my lap, and with her arms clenched around my neck, we embraced and kissed and she returned to her full size again.
"That was a fucking adventure." Steph gasped as I passionately kissed her neck. She slipped over my cock again, began to ride me, and we enjoyed another glorious round of sex once more.
"Now, bigger..." She gasped. "Make me fucking huge."