“First you need kiss me,” Ying told Richard.
Richard gazed up into Ying’s eyes and held his breath nervously as he reached around her waist and embraced, her breasts smashing against the top of his chest. He felt excited but also off as never before had he embraced a woman who was taller than himself, although she wasn’t really taller, he told himself, he was just temporarily shorter, ‘like that made a difference.’ Nevertheless this still left him looking up and having to go up onto his tip toes to initiate the kiss.
Ying found herself melting into Richard’s kiss. She’d always had a thing for Richard but could never pursue it at work because if it wasn’t reciprocated, it would have been a disaster. While she kissed back, she dropped her hands to grip Richard’s now soft plump ass and helped snug him in tight. There was no mistaking Richard’s arousal, as she could feel his somewhat diminished erection bulging in response. Slipping her tongue inside Richards mouth, her thoughts went to Dick’s dick. She wasn’t sure how big Richard was, especially now that she’d shrunk him, but decided his erection would be nine inches and thick, with balls to match. Richard was still kissing back passionately, seemingly oblivious to her adjustments of him, but Ying felt him beginning to waver on his toes so she fixed his height problem before finally ending the kiss. She smirked as they stood nose‑to‑nose and eye‑to‑eye.
Richard felt himself becoming very aroused, his cock seemed ready to burst out of his pants. When they finally broke the kiss, Richard relaxed his weight back down onto his heels only to find he was now effortlessly locked onto his toes. Puzzled, he stepped back and looked down at his feet. He was now wearing black ankle strap open toed stiletto sandals with what had to be something like five inch heels. What’s more, his feet were now hairless, svelte and pedicured. Curiously, the ridiculous shoes were completely comfortable and he had no difficulty standing and balancing. “What the heck?”
“I fixed, you same height as me now,” Ying declared with a self-satisfied grin. “I made this bigger too,” Ying said pressing her hand against Richard’s bulging crotch.
“But —”
“You talk less. Help take off dress,” Ying demanded.
Flustered but laser focused on his goal now, Richard slid his hand’s under Ying’s hemline and began lifting Ying’s dress up over her head. This was turning out to be more awkward than usual because he no longer had his convenient height advantage. With a little help from Ying, he finally had her standing in a bra, and panties; oddly her shoes had disappeared somewhere along the line.
Ying stood nose to nose with Richard and unbuttoned Richard’s shirt. Sliding her hands inside his open shirt, Ying embraced Richard and began slowly caressing his bare skin under his shirt.
Richard took the opportunity to reach around Ying’s back and deftly release her bra strap. Inordinately pleased with himself, Richard put one hand behind Ying’s neck and held her tight while passionately kissing her. He could feel Ying’s soft bare breasts mashing against his exposed chest and his large throbbing erection pressing vertically against her abdomen. Only when he broke the kiss did it occur to him that not only was Ying’s unfastened bra gone, so too was his unbuttoned shirt and pants, leaving him standing in stilettos and tighty whities with the head of his erection poking out the top of his underwear. Getting more into the game now, Richard began nuzzling the nape of Ying’s neck and slowly bent his way down to her exposed breasts. Starting with her left breast, Richard nibbled and sucked her erect nipple, thrilling to the little high pitched moans and gasps he was eliciting. When he eased up, Ying shifted her right breast over, begging for its turn. Horny and excited himself, Richard sucked and nibbled Ying’s right breast to a turgid erection and kept working it to yet more little moans and gasps. Finally, Richard grasped Ying's nipples between his thumbs and index fingers and began gently but firmly pinching and rolling them to the sounds of Ying’s little squeals of delight as he straightened back up, to find he was still face‑to‑breast. “Ying, what did …,” he started to say but the answer was obvious when he looked way up to see Ying grinning down at him. She was over a foot taller than him now!
Ying paused a moment to enjoy the look of surprise and shock on Richard’s face before she reached down and grasped his still nine inch cock with one hand and mashed his face into her breasts with the other.
Encouraged in his lust, Richard licked and kissed the lower swell of Ying’s breasts. When Richard kissed his way back to Ying’s other breast he instinctively tried to go up onto his toes to reach, only to be reminded that he was already on his toes. Looking up, Richard found himself gazing on the delicious swell of the bottom of Ying’s breasts, tantalizingly now out of reach of his kisses.