Ty leaned over the kitchen table in fascination and watched doll-sized June tremble atop the pitted aged wood and place mats for meals. With just a mere thought, he had reduced his step mom to twelve inches tall. She was considerably less terrifying this way, and with a look of wonder on his face, Ty realized he might truly be able to do anything he wanted now.
“Ty!” June squeaked, her voice desperate. “What are you going to do with me? Can’t you change me back? Is this permanent?” June’s high pitched voice broke as she tried not to cry. “Am I stuck this size? Please!”
Ty focused from his thoughts and leaned in closer, staring at a June who was now ashen with terror and shivering in the purest fear, his chest heaving quickly under her arms, her normally sly and cruel eyes wide with distilled horror. He almost felt bad for her. Almost.
“I don’t know,” Ty whispered, in complete and sincere honesty. “It just happened. I thought of how tall and horrible you were, and how I wished you were smaller. And bam! Smaller step mom.”
If it were possible, even more shock registered on June’s face. “N-No! That’s... that’s not possible!”
Ty giggled and reached for June with an open hand. She squeaked and tried to scramble to her feet, but the lad was on her in seconds, closing his warm fingers around her waist as she tried frantically to crawl away, her large breasts swaying beneath her.
“Come here, you,” Ty smiled.
“No! No! NOOO!” June screamed, clawing as Ty’s fist as it closed around her midsection and her legs.
“Hey, don’t be like that.” Ty swatted June’s hands away with his other hand and pinned them behind her back. The shrunken woman stared up in defeated shock and seemed to go slack, realizing how futile her struggle was as Ty leered down at her bare chest and heaving bosom. She followed his gaze down to her large soft tits and blushed deep red.
“Don’t look at me like that,” June squeaked, meekly. “Please.”
For a moment, Ty considered reaching up with a finger and touching June’s rack, but he decided that was a little too over the line. Still, he appreciated the super soft flesh of warm and panic sweating body in the grip of his fingers. Distantly, he felt the contour of her tight ass cheeks on his hand and her long legs. This felt incredible.
“T-Ty...” June whimpered helplessly, unable to hold back anymore. She began to sob hysterically. “J-Just change me back! Please! I don’t want to be a helpless doll!”
“I didn’t want to be abused for all these years,” Ty whispered pointedly.
“O-Okay!” June nodded, agreeing. Ty couldn’t be sure if it was sincere or not, but the desperation in June’s voice was clear. “Okay, that’s fair! That’s fair! If you change me back to my normal size, I-I’ll... I’ll do better! I’ll leave you alone! Please! Please!” She held her hands up in submissive prayer. Ty really liked her like this.
He willed her smaller, as a test.
June squeaked and began to tremble anew as she felt the now familiar tingling overtake her body. She began to shrink again.
“No!” June screamed, gasping. “NO!” She began to cry in Ty’s grip as he closed his fingers around her decreasing form. She had been twelve inches tall. Now she was barely over eight. As he watched in amazement, feeling June shrinking smaller and smaller in the palm of his hand, Ty felt a keen sense of arousal at the sight of her struggling and crying in dismay. He let her keep shrinking. Smaller. Smaller. Down to six inches. Then five. Then four. She was freaking out now, begging, crying, wailing.
“N-No! Don’t shrink me away! DON’T SHRINK ME AWAY!” June finally screamed. Such a powerfully heartbreaking and hysterical cry of terror that Ty couldn’t ignore her pleas anymore. He felt genuinely bad.
At barely three inches tall, Ty willed the shrinking to stop. June gasped in the palm of his hand as the teen’s fingers encompassed all of her now. She felt the jolt again. Ty slowly opened his hand and flattened it to allow June to sit. She sat sprawled out in his palm, in shock, her eyes wide and wet, tears streaming down her face. Her cheeks were blushing with fear and her hair was dishevelled and a mess.
Tiny, naked, and shivering with fear, June looked over herself for a moment, realizing her pathetic scale, and looked up at Ty’s wide eyes.
“P-Please...” June said meekly. Quietly. “Please, Ty, please! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! You have to believe me, I’m sorry! Please, no more! Please!”
Ty looked down at the pathetic and helpless three inch tall woman who had antagonized him for years. His expression went deathly serious. Almost sinister.
“No.” June shook her head quickly, seeing the boy’s severe look. “No. Please.”