Finally, the tall Arab giggled, her dark skin flushing a little with rosy excitement. “Ah, yes, I think that sounds delightful. Stand up, Joey!”
Fearful of what she might do to him, Joey reluctantly rose from his chair and stood tall. Reham rubbed her chin and considered him carefully with a glance up and down.
“Hmmm, yes.” She said playfully, a smile on her kissable lips. “If I’m six feet, so are you. No wonder you wanted me taller! Well, we can fix that...”
“W-Wait!” Joey protested.
“Tut, tut, be quiet.” She giggled, and made a wish. “I wish Joey would shrink to five feet tall.”
“WHOA!” Joey cried, gasping as he rocketed downward suddenly, tingling, shrinking, pooling into his own clothes. When it stopped, he was standing in too big shoes and a shirt hanging over his thighs, his jeans barely dangling off his slimmed waist.
“Oh my God!” Reham giggled hysterically. “Would you look at that! You’re definitely much smaller than me, now!”
The tall dark skinned woman approached Joey, who cowered even smaller, and found he just came up to the top of her breasts. He gulped, staring at the two orbs right in front of his face, and blushed deep red.
“Mmm, yes.” Reham grinned. “That’s quite a bit better, isn’t it? I bet you feel very small now beside such a tall woman like me. Do you like this, Joey? Do you like feeling so small?”
“Uh... y-yes.” Joey gulped, trying to hide his obvious arousal.
“Well,” Reham began, giggling again. “You might be small to me, but what about little five foot girls? You’ll have to be smaller. So I wish Joey would shrink to four feet tall.
Joey let out a cry of pleasure as he sunk lower, diminishing down to four feet tall, his voice raising in pitch, his body trembling, his pants and underwear falling down his knees and hitting the floor. He looked down at the protruding tent poking out from his shirt and gasped, trying to pull his coat over himself and hide it.
“Ohhh.” Reham kneeled, suddenly wide eyed. “It looks like you’re quite the stud, little man. If you’re just four feet, you’re... quite big!”
Joey blushed deeper red and began to sweat, staring up at Reham like a child who had been caught doing something naughty.
“Let me see...” She whispered, an eyebrow raised in curiosity.
Joey raised his shirt, now hanging over his knees, and gasped as Reham’s giant brown hands gently cupped his package.
“Oh my my, you *were* so big! She closed her fingers over his shrunken but still substantial shaft and pulled it gently. Joey grunted and blushed harder, clenching his eyes. “You must have been eight or nine inches long!”
“Ten,” Joey admitted. “That’s why big girls turn me on.”
“Ah, I see.” Reham leaned back, staring at Joey’s manhood, and giggled again. “But all those little short girls and gymnasts are still going to be too small for you, too.”
“W-What?” Joey gasped. “Wait, I’m...”
“I wish Joey would shrink to three feet tall.”
The already shrunken man moaned out loud and shook violently as his shirt dropped over his feet and encompassed him. He looked up at Reham with a flushed sweating face and desperation.
“Oh God...” He said, his voice a little higher still to reflect his diminished stature.
“Even little four foot girls will tower over you now, Joey...” Reham offered, grinning. “How does that feel? You’ll have to look up at every woman now. Just barely able to look them in the eye.”
“Feels... feels great...” The shrunken man admitted, nervously shaking.
“Ahhh... I thought it might...” Reham grinned widely, grabbing his shirt and coat and easily pulling them off to reveal a naked and hard bodied little man sporting a startlingly long and thick cock for his size.
She licked her lips, smiled, and grabbed for him, catching him off guard and carrying him under her arm.
“Come on, little man!” Reham grinned, ignoring his futile protests. “Let’s go have some fun!”