"Move over," you say to Krystal. "I want to watch the news."
"Aw! I wanna watch cartoons!" Krystal protests, her breasts bouncing with the slightest
provication. You are about to argue, when you realize you don't have to.
"Krystal happily does anything I tell her to, and will move over." She cheerfully scoots
over, allowing you room on the sofa, and just in time for the weather.
The weather lady, bust, Hispanic and dressed in red, starting talking about how sunny it
was. You had something else in mind. "The weather lady is slowly shrinking to a foot in
height while becoming incredibly aroused, but no one but me will notice anything is
wrong."
And so she did. A shudder ran up the newslady's spine as she started to dwindle, her
clothes becoming more and more loose as she went. The camera stayed pretty steady
with her, so it actually looked more like she was getting turned on while her clothes grew
She eventually started moving her hands over her body; moving closer to sensitive
regions as her clothes became baggier. Her skirt and panties were well below her crotch
as she started rubbing her hand over her vagina. By the time she was fully shrunk to a
foot tall, she was furiously masturbasting in a pile of her own clothes.
It's probably worth mentioning at this point that you're a bisexual woman with a lot of
kinks.
Krystal smiled while twhirling her hair with one fingure. "I don't know why, but this news is,
like, pretty rad today."