Maya's Downfall F/f - My first story attempt - Completed on 9/29

[Captain Ash]

There’s a lot of plot lines I’m trying to weave in before Maya’s downfall. And honestly Katherine was added later so it messed up the pacing of the story which is why you saw so many inconsistencies. She was originally just going to send the email to Ava.

The joy of storytelling, when characters suddenly take a life on its own.
That's the reason why I'm reading my stories several times to find those inconsistencies, in both plot logic and grammar/typos errors.
I also take a few hour break to read them with a fresh mind and how to scratch or summarize too long scenes, which is not easy as you love all your babies. But sacrifices need to be made.

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Chapter 5: Watchful Eyes Part 2

Ava’s heels clicked softly against the marble floor as she made her way through the darkened office. At night, the space transformed—vast, hollow, city lights painting the walls with shadows.

Katy had said she had put her phone somewhere on her desk, but a faint glow from Maya’s office caught her attention. The door stood slightly ajar, a sliver of warm light spilling into the hallway.

Ava froze mid-step. Her heart hammered against her ribs as she crept closer, drawn by an inexplicable pull. The carpet muffled her footsteps as she approached.

Low muttering drifted through the crack. Ava pressed herself against the wall beside the door, breath catching in her throat. Maya’s voice carried a strange cadence - nothing like her usual sharp commands.

“Just a peek,” Ava whispered to herself, fighting the tremor in her hands. She leaned forward, positioning her eye at the narrow opening. Her pulse thundered in her ears, nearly drowning out Maya’s continued murmuring.

The smart thing would be to announce herself, or better yet, retrieve her phone and leave. But after enduring weeks of Maya’s cruelty, the chance to glimpse behind that perfectly controlled facade proved irresistible.

Ava’s fingers curled against the doorframe as she tilted her head for a better view, careful to keep her shadow from falling across the light. The thrill of danger mixed with burning curiosity as she peered inside.

 Through the crack in the door, Ava’s eyes widened at the sight before her. Maya stood in the center of her office, one hand between her legs, the other gripping her desk for support. Her usual imposing presence seemed different - unstable somehow.

A gasp caught in Ava’s throat as she watched Maya’s height suddenly... decrease? The transformation started slowly at first - like a camera pulling away - but there was no mistaking it. Maya’s tall, commanding figure was shrinking.

Maya cursed under her breath, her voice rising in pitch as her body continued to diminish. Her perfectly tailored clothes, which had hugged every curve moments ago, now hung loose. The sleeves of her silk blouse slipped past her fingers, the hem dropping lower with each passing second.

“No, no, not yet,” Maya hissed, trying to catch her falling skirt as it slid down her shrinking hips. She stumbled, tangling herself in the excess fabric. Her movements became more frantic as she fought against the growing mass of material.

Ava’s heart pounded as she peered through the crack in the door, captivated by the sight unfolding before her. Maya, the imposing CEO who had tormented her, was dwindling - slowly, sensually, almost as if she was reveling in the experience.

Entranced, Ava watched as Maya’s hand drifted between her own legs, a soft gasp escaping her lips. Ava felt a flush of heat rise to her cheeks. She couldn’t look away. Ava watched, transfixed, as Maya’s towering frame continued to diminish. Her powerful, confident aura seemed to melt away as she pleasured herself. Maya’s movements grew more languid, her fingers trailing down her body as if exploring the changes.

Maya’s movements grew more deliberate, her touch exploring and caressing. Ava could see the pleasure etched on her boss’s face, the way her eyes fluttered closed and her breath quickened. The sight both fascinated and aroused Ava, her own body reacting to the intimate display.

Maya’s breathing grew heavier, her free hand gripping the desk as if to steady herself. Ava could see the pleasure etched on her boss’s face, a flush creeping up her neck. It was as if Maya was experiencing some kind of erotic transformation, one that left her trembling and exposed. A soft whimper escaped Maya’s lips - so different from her usual commanding tone - and Ava felt a surge of satisfaction watching her tormentor’s power literally diminish.

Ava pressed a hand to her mouth, suppressing a shocked laugh as Maya’s towering frame dwindled to what looked like less than five feet. The sight of her usually intimidating boss drowning in her own clothing, cursing and squirming, sent an unexpected thrill through her body.

Ava’s heart raced as she watched Maya struggle with her oversized clothing. The powerful CEO who had towered over her just hours ago now stood shorter than Ava herself. Maya’s movements were quick and jerky as she fought with the excess fabric, her face flushed with frustration. Maya’s struggles only worsened as she tried to extract herself from the fabric prison. Her blouse now resembled a dress, the sleeves dangling uselessly past her hands. The skirt pooled around her feet like a fabric island, tripping her as she attempted to step free.

The silk blouse hung off Maya’s shoulder, exposing pale skin underneath. Her delicate frame seemed almost fragile now - a stark contrast to her usual commanding presence. Dark hair fell across her face as she yanked at the sleeves trailing past her hands.

“Damn it all,” Maya muttered, her voice higher and softer than Ava had ever heard it. She spun in place, trying to catch the trailing edge of her skirt, but only tangled herself further.

The sight stirred something deep inside Ava. Her tyrannical boss reduced to this diminutive state, fighting a losing battle with her own clothes... it was intoxicating. Maya’s expression shifted between anger and something else - embarrassment, perhaps? Her cheeks burned red as she finally freed one arm from the billowing sleeve. Maya’s newly petite figure moved with an almost childlike awkwardness as she attempted to gather the excess material around her waist. The fabric slipped through her fingers repeatedly, each failure drawing a frustrated huff from her lips. Her usual sharp, controlled movements had given way to something more vulnerable, more real.

Ava bit her lip to hold back another laugh as Maya hopped on one foot, trying to kick free of her tangled pantyhose. The powerful CEO who had made her life hell all these months looked ridiculous - like a kid raiding mommy’s closet.

Maya’s oversized silk blouse slipped off one shoulder, revealing a black bra strap that now hung loose. Her once-perfect hair fell in messy waves around a face that appeared years younger. The sharp angles of her features had softened, making her look barely out of her teens.

“Just wonderful,” Maya muttered, her tone missing its customary authoritative edge. She tugged at her bunched-up skirt, teetering precariously. Ava had to suppress a snicker seeing those expensive garments - worth several of her paychecks - billowing around Maya’s diminished figure.

Maya lost her footing again as her undergarments tangled, causing her to tumble onto her now petite posterior. As she rose, her bottoms stayed behind on the floor. There was a brief glimpse of her exposed butt and more before Maya stood up and the oversized blouse settled around her like a dress.

Ava covered her mouth to contain her amusement. The intimidating Maya Reeves, who had spent the past quarter criticizing every minor flaw, couldn’t even manage to stay dressed. Her shirt draped past her knees, the cuffs completely engulfing her hands. Her once powerful executive outfit now looked like a child playing dress-up on her smaller frame.

Ava’s breath caught as Maya finally freed herself from the last of her oversized clothing. The CEO’s transformation was complete - gone was the intimidating amazon who’d terrorized the office. A young-looking woman, who appeared too young to have graduated from college, stood in her place.

Maya’s body had changed in more ways than just height. Her curves had softened, losing their mature fullness. Small, perky breasts replaced her usually impressive chest. Her skin seemed impossibly smooth, unmarked by time or stress. Long legs that had once commanded attention in towering heels now appeared slim and almost fragile.

The contrast was startling. This couldn’t be the same woman who’d made Ava’s life miserable for months. Maya’s face had lost its sharp edges, replaced by softer features that made her look fresh-faced and innocent. Dark hair fell in waves around her shoulders, framing a face that could have belonged to a teenager.

Ava’s fingers pressed against the doorframe as she leaned closer, fascinated by the transformation. The mighty CEO now stood completely exposed in a way Ava had never imagined possible. Maya’s petite frame trembled slightly in the office air conditioning, her arms crossing over her chest in an unconsciously defensive gesture.

The sight stirred something deep inside Ava - a mix of fascination and growing power that made her heart race. This was Maya’s secret, laid bare before her eyes. The fearsome boss who’d wielded her height like a weapon now stood shorter than Ava herself, looking no more intimidating than a college sophomore.

Maya’s slight frame moved with none of her usual authority as she gathered her oversized clothes. Those sharp blue eyes that had cut down so many employees now seemed larger, more vulnerable in her delicate face. Her bare feet barely made a sound on the office carpet - so different from the commanding click of her usual heels.

Ava’s breath quickened as she imagined Maya trying to maintain her authority at this size. How would she intimidate anyone when she had to crane her neck just to make eye contact? A shiver ran down Ava’s spine imagining a smaller Maya attempting to intimidate her underlings by strutting through the secretary pool as she always did. Those endless lectures about proper office attire would hit differently, coming from someone who looked barely old enough to drink. The secretaries Maya loved to torment would tower over her now. They would probably pat her head condescendingly, treating her like the fresh-faced intern she now appeared to be. Even Janet, from accounting, who Maya had reduced to tears more than once last week, stood at least four inches taller than this version of their boss.

Ava pressed her thighs together, surprised by the growing warmth between them. There was something intoxicating about seeing Maya like this - stripped of her imposing presence, reduced to something small and almost delicate. Her usual sharp-tongued commands would sound absurd, coming from such a petite frame.

Ava’s mind raced with delicious possibilities. She pictured this diminutive version of Maya trying to manage her current workload - struggling to carry stacks of reports that would now be half her size, having to ask for help to reach the high filing cabinets.

“Could you reach that for me?” Ava pictured Maya asking meekly, pointing at folders on upper shelves she could no longer access. The same shelves she’d deliberately placed important documents on to watch Ava struggle. How fitting it would be to see her former boss hop helplessly, fingers grasping at air.

Ava’s imagination raced as she now pictured Maya working under Janet’s supervision. The image of her arrogant boss fetching coffee and taking notes for the woman she’d once terrorized sent shivers down her spine.

“Maya, these reports need to be redone,” she imagined Janet saying, towering over Maya’s tiny desk. “And straighten your collar - you look like a mess.”

The fantasy shifted to Maya scurrying after Janet in the hallways, her shorter legs struggling to keep pace as she balanced a stack of folders. Her face would flush with embarrassment each time Janet corrected her work or pointed out mistakes - just as Maya had done countless times to her subordinates.

“I expect these sorted by morning,” Janet would command, dropping a mountain of paperwork onto Maya’s desk. The same unreasonable deadlines Maya used to impose on others would now fall on her diminutive shoulders.

Ava pictured Maya sitting at a small desk outside Janet’s office - the same spot where she’d made her previous secretary cry. Her once-imposing presence reduced to answering phones and scheduling appointments for someone else. Those sharp blue eyes that used to command attention would now dart nervously whenever Janet emerged from her office. The thought of Maya having to take notes for Janet during meetings while perched on the edge of chairs too tall for her feet to touch the ground made Ava press her lips together to suppress a smile.

The power dynamic would be completely reversed. Maya’s compact frame would shrink even further under Janet’s stern gaze, her usual confidence crumbling as she struggled with basic tasks. The woman who once ruled the office with an iron fist would jump at every sharp word from her new supervisor.

Ava’s heart raced as she imagined Maya’s transformation from feared CEO to lowly assistant. Each day would bring new lessons in humility as she learned to serve rather than command. The thought of Maya having to address Janet as “Ms. Thompson” while delivering morning reports made Ava’s breath catch in her throat.

Ava pressed her palm against her chest, feeling her rapid heartbeat. The power dynamic had shifted completely. Maya, who’d spent months making her feel insignificant, now appeared fragile and exposed. The contrast was intoxicating.

This was power. Genuine power. Not the artificial authority Maya usually projected with her enhanced form, but something raw and primal. Ava’s fingers curled against the doorframe as the realization settled over her. She held Maya’s secret in her hands, and with it, the key to reshaping their entire dynamic.

Ava wanted to go in there now and face her. She considered calling out this fraud and repaying her in kind, but couldn’t bring herself to do it. Something told her that if she waited, it would be even more satisfying. The way she knew this felt almost supernatural, as if an invisible being was encouraging her to wait.

Through the crack in the door, Ava watched as a naked Maya stood in the center of her office, her slight frame illuminated by the desk lamp. Maya’s lips moved in a whispered incantation, her words too soft to make out. A subtle glow enveloped her body, starting at her feet and climbing upward.

Ava’s breath caught as Maya’s transformation began. A tiny figure elongated, its growth mimicking a time-lapse of a blossoming flower. Her legs lengthened first, followed by her torso. Her breasts, which had returned to their natural B-cup size, once again expanded to their usual generous size. Maya’s slight frame matured into a voluptuous figure, her curves developing with enchanting beauty.

The sight made Ava’s knees weak. Within moments, Maya towered at her full height again, her nude body radiating power. Gone was the vulnerable young woman - in her place stood the commanding CEO who struck fear into her employees’ hearts.

Maya moved with renewed confidence as she dressed. She slipped on fresh lingerie, adjusted her stockings with practiced care. The blouse and skirt that had hung loose minutes ago now hugged her curves perfectly. Each button and zipper clicked into place like armor being assembled.

Last came the boots - those mysterious boots Maya guarded so carefully. She laced them methodically, tugging each crossing tight before moving to the next.

Ava’s heart pounded. She needed to move before Maya finished dressing. On trembling legs, she crept backward from the door. Her shoes made no sound on the carpet as she retreated to her desk, grabbed her phone, and tried to head for the exit. Her mind raced with everything she’d witnessed, but she forced her face to remain neutral in case Maya emerged.

Ava’s fingers tightened around her phone. Her heart hammered against her ribs as Maya’s towering form filled the doorway, those piercing blue eyes fixed on her with predatory interest. The transformation Ava had witnessed moments ago played on repeat in her mind - the small, vulnerable figure now replaced by this imposing woman.

“I-I forgot my phone,” Ava held up the device, hating how her voice wavered.

Maya’s heels clicked against the floor as she approached, each step deliberate. Her restored height made her loom over Ava’s petite frame. The scent of her expensive perfume mixed with something else - lotion, Ava realized, the same lotion she’d watched Maya apply to her bare skin minutes ago.

“At this hour?” Maya’s red lips curved into that knowing smile. “You’re always here when I least expect it, Ava. Careful—curiosity can get you into trouble.”

Her boss then flashed a sultry wink rather than a cautionary one, sending that well-known flutter through Ava's belly - a sensation both exhilarating and unnerving. The way Maya's long dark lashes fluttered against her cheek, the slight tilt of her head that exposed the elegant line of her neck - it all seemed calculated to unnerve and entice.

The way Maya had emphasized the word ‘trouble’ sent an involuntary shiver down Ava’s spine. She found herself holding her breath, caught between wanting to step back and being inexplicably drawn closer to that dangerous allure. There was something different in Maya’s tone tonight—a dangerous playfulness that made Ava’s heart race, coupled with an underlying tension that crackled in the air between them like static electricity. Did she know that Ava had been watching? The thought made her stomach twist into knots, even as she struggled to keep her expression neutral under Maya’s intense scrutiny.

Heat bloomed across Ava’s cheeks. The wink Maya gave her felt like both a warning and an invitation. She clutched her phone tighter, using it like a shield between them. But beneath her flustered exterior, Ava’s mind raced. The image of Maya’s smaller form, young and defenseless, contrasted with the dominant figure before her.

Power thrummed through Ava’s veins. Her boss wasn’t untouchable after all. She had a secret - a delicious, exploitable weakness. Ava’s fingers relaxed around her phone as arousal mixed with her fear, creating an intoxicating cocktail of possibilities.

Ava’s legs felt like jelly as Maya’s heels clicked down the hallway. The CEO’s last words hung in the air between them - that pointed warning about curiosity dripped with hidden meaning. Maya disappeared around the corner, but her presence lingered long after she had left, an oppressive weight that refused to dissipate even in her absence. The familiar scent of her boss’s expensive perfume still haunted the air, a reminder of how close they’d stood moments ago, when Maya had towered over her with that knowing smirk that now held so many new implications.

Ava slumped against her desk, her breath coming in quick gasps. The phone in her hand felt slick with sweat. She’d seen something impossible, something that changed everything. Her intimidating boss, stripped of her expensive clothes and powerful size, transformed into someone small and vulnerable.

The memory of Maya’s petite form, swimming in oversized clothes, sent a shiver down Ava’s spine. Not of fear this time, but of possibility. All those cutting remarks, the public humiliation, the casual cruelty - they came from someone who had her own secrets to protect.

Maya’s knowing smile and wink took on a new meaning. Did she suspect Ava had seen? Was that why she’d lingered, why she’d delivered that loaded warning? The uncertainty made Ava’s skin tingle.

Then a sudden thought jolted through Ava’s mind like an electric current. That strange, cryptic email she had received last week - the one she’d initially dismissed as spam or a cruel prank. It had contained detailed information about Maya’s magical weakness, including tantalizing hints about ways to make her shrink even further. At the time, she’d scoffed at such an absurd notion, filing it away as someone’s bizarre fantasy. But now, with her newfound knowledge of Maya’s vulnerability, every word of that message took on new significance.

Her heart racing with possibilities, Ava gathered her things and practically ran to the elevator. She needed to get home immediately, to dig through her inbox and scrutinize every detail of that message. If there was even a grain of truth to what it suggested about additional ways to exploit Maya’s condition, she wouldn’t miss a single word. The thought of uncovering more of Maya’s secrets, of finding new ways to assert control, made her palms tingle with anticipation.

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Chapter 6: Watchful Eyes Part 3

Ava’s hands shook as she unlocked her apartment door. She kicked off her shoes and raced to her laptop, not even bothering to turn on the lights. The mysterious email she’d dismissed as spam now felt like a key unlocking a treasure chest.

Her fingers flew across the keyboard, pulling up her email. There it was - the message she’d nearly deleted. The words jumped off the screen with new significance:

“I bet you hate Maya, don’t you, and want revenge? I can tell you how, but it’s magical, and you won’t believe me until you see it yourself. I promise it will be delicious—for both you and her.”

Ava’s breath caught. She remembered that somewhere the email mentioned something about Maya shrinking even smaller - down to mere inches. Her mind raced with the possibilities. If Maya could shrink from her towering height to under five feet, what else was possible?

She clicked “Reply” with trembling fingers. The cursor blinked expectantly. Ava typed:

“I saw her change tonight. Tell me everything.”

Her heart pounded as she hit send. The laptop’s glow illuminated her face in the dark room, casting shadows that danced across her flushed cheeks. The transformation she’d witnessed played on repeat in her mind - Maya’s powerful form dwindling, becoming small and vulnerable.

Ava pulled her legs up onto her chair, hugging her knees to her chest as she waited for a response. Her boss’s knowing smirk from earlier took on new meaning. Had Maya suspected she was watching? Was that why she’d delivered that warning about curiosity? The memory of Maya’s words sent another shiver down her spine.

Why hadn’t she been more worried if she had suspicions? She must have just been messing with her right? Maya couldn’t have suspected anything, or she probably would have fired her on the spot, right? She was so protective of her secret so if she suspected Ava knew anything at all there’s no way she’d keep her around. But when she had towered over her so close, there was something erotic and it felt like Maya had known she had seen everything. How those intense azure eyes had captured her gaze, the faint smirk playing at her mouth - Maya seemed to be taunting her, reminiscent of a predator teasing its catch before pouncing. The notion simultaneously frightened and exhilarated her, sending butterflies dancing through her core.

The ping of an incoming email made her jump. Ava’s cursor hovered over the notification, her breath shallow with anticipation. Whatever information this mysterious sender had, she was ready to learn it all. She clicked the email, her hands trembling slightly. The response was brief, almost dismissive: I already sent you everything you need to know. Read what I attached last time and it will all be answered. Every weakness.

Ava’s heart raced as she reread the cryptic message, her mind already spinning with possibilities. She didn’t even care about this mysterious sender’s motivations anymore - whether they had their own vendetta against Maya or simply enjoyed causing chaos. None of that mattered. All that consumed her thoughts was the promise of knowledge, the tantalizing hint of power over her towering boss. Her mouse hovered over the previous email’s attachment, anticipation building in her chest like a coiled spring.

Ava’s fingers trembled as she opened the email attachment. The documents filled her screen with details that made her breath catch. Everything was there - the mechanics of Maya’s transformation, the source of her power, and most importantly, her weakness.

Her eyes widened at the revelation about Maya’s boots. Those meticulously laced, always-present boots weren’t a fashion statement - they were protection. Maya’s feet, when tickled in her enhanced form, would trigger a shrinking process, and if you continuously tickled those feet, she would continue to dwindle. Not just to her natural petite size, but down to mere inches. And she would be driven wild with pleasure as it happened. Ava shivered, a thrill shooting down her spine at the thought. Maya, that towering, arrogant woman, reduced to whimpering, writhing, a pleasure-addled mess at Ava’s mercy. It was almost too much to imagine. The document mentioned the shrinking triggered intense orgasms, likely the most intense Maya would ever experienced. The power inherent in that knowledge was intoxicating.

A forum post caught her attention, dated seven years ago. The username was different, but the writing style was unmistakably Maya’s:

“Success! Used the tickling weakness on my CEO today. She fought at first but couldn’t resist. Watched her shrink to six inches. Having fun making her beg. Will keep her tiny all weekend until she gives me what I want.”

Heat rushed to Ava’s cheeks. Maya had done this before - but as the predator, not the prey. She’d discovered her own boss’s weakness and exploited it, climbing the corporate ladder through magical dominance.

Ava leaned back in her chair, letting out a shaky breath. The irony was delicious. Maya, who’d used this very weakness to seize power, now lived in constant fear of someone discovering her own vulnerability. Those cruel smirks, cutting remarks, and towering presence - all carefully constructed armor around her ticklish feet.

The image of Maya earlier that night, small and exposed, flashed through Ava’s mind again. But now she imagined her even smaller, reduced to just six inches tall. The thought sent an unexpected surge of arousal through her body. Maya’s complete vulnerability, her total loss of control - it was intoxicating.

 Ava leaned back in her chair, a shiver running down her spine. Her nipples hardened against her thin nightshirt as she imagined Maya’s transformation from both sides - first as the vengeful employee claiming her boss, then as the powerful CEO hiding her own weakness.

“You became exactly what you hated,” she whispered, trailing her fingers across her collarbone. The thought of Maya living in constant fear of exposure, wrapping those boots tight around her feet every morning, sent sparks of pleasure through her core.

Her hand slipped lower, cupping her breast as she pictured Maya’s smaller form - younger (Ava’s own age), more vulnerable, swimming in those oversized clothes. The mighty CEO reduced to a petite thing under five feet tall. Just like the boss she’d conquered years ago.

Ava’s other hand drifted between her legs, pressing against her dampening panties. The power dynamic thrilled her - Maya using the spell to tower over everyone, yet living in fear of a simple touch to her feet. One tickle and all that carefully constructed dominance would crumble.

“You’re just as vulnerable as she was,” Ava murmured, circles growing faster against her clit. The fantasy crystallized - Maya’s feet bare and helpless, her transformation forced against her will, just as she’d done to her own boss. Her body would shrink slowly, pleasure and humiliation mixing as Ava claimed what Maya had claimed from another.

The wetness spread through her panties as Ava imagined Maya begging, promising anything to make the tickling stop. But Ava would show no mercy - just as Maya had shown none to her former boss, none to her employees, and certainly none to Ava herself.

In her imagination, Ava slowly undid the laces, exposing Maya’s delicate feet. She could almost hear the sharp intake of breath, see the panic flicker across those striking blue eyes as realization dawned. Ava pictured pinning those feet down, watching the panic give way to uncontrollable giggles as she mercilessly tickled those sensitive soles.

Maya’s towering form would crumble, her body shrinking rapidly as the spell unraveled. Ava’s heart raced at the thought of Maya’s clothes swallowing her, the oversized fabric swallowing her smaller and smaller frame until she disappeared entirely. Ava would carefully peel back the layers, searching through the warm garments until she found Maya trapped in her own panties—nude, helpless, and at Ava’s mercy.

Ava’s fingers dipped again beneath the waistband of her own underwear, circling her slick folds as she indulged in the fantasy. She imagined scooping up the tiny, vulnerable Maya, cupping the diminutive woman in her palm. All of that power and dominance reduced to something so small and fragile—Ava’s to control, to tease, to claim.

The thought of Maya begging, promising anything to make the tickling stop, only fueled Ava’s arousal. She would show no mercy, just as Maya had shown none. The mighty CEO reduced to a plaything, her desperate pleas falling on deaf ears as Ava explored every inch of her miniaturized body. She pictured those long, toned legs kicking helplessly, the pale skin flushed with a mixture of humiliation and pleasure as Ava’s fingers danced across Maya’s sensitive soles. Each delicate touch would send shivers through the CEO’s miniaturized frame, her struggles only serving to heighten Ava’s own arousal. The image of Maya’s elegant boots cast aside, discarded like her authority, intensified the thrill. Those previously protected feet, now bare and vulnerable, were Ava’s to command, to torment, to worship.

Overwhelmed by the intensity of her own arousal, Ava quickened her pace, her other hand gripping the edge of the desk for support. She couldn’t shake the vision of Maya rendered tiny and defenseless, completely at her mercy. This was her opportunity to take charge, to give her ruthless supervisor a taste of her own medicine after all the torment she’d inflicted. The power shift in her mind’s eye drove Ava over the edge into the most explosive climax she’d ever experienced, a shuddering climax that left her weak-kneed and gasping for air. But even in the aftermath, the image of a tiny Maya, begging for mercy, lingered in her mind, a promise of the delicious revenge to come.

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Ava traced her finger across her computer screen, studying the forum post for the hundredth time. Her breath caught at all the details—Maya’s previous CEO begging, pleading as she shrank smaller and smaller. The power of the enchantment spell had corrupted Maya, turned her cruel. Now karma beckoned, whispering promises of justice in Ava’s eager mind, feeding her darkest fantasies of revenge.

The boots. Everything hinged on those boots. Maya guarded them obsessively, checking the laces throughout the day, her fingers constantly darting down to ensure they remained secure. One moment of vulnerability was all Ava needed. One chance to expose those sensitive feet.

Her mind raced through scenarios, plotting and planning, thinking about Maya’s routine with newfound intensity. The way her boss strutted through the office so confidently made Ava’s heart race with anticipation. She thought of every detail - when Maya took her lunch breaks, which meetings ran late, how she behaved when tired or distracted. Once she figured out how to get those boots off, Maya’s defenseless feet would soon be completely exposed. The thought made her fingers twitch with eagerness, imagining the moment Maya’s facade of control would finally crack. Ava could almost hear the desperate giggles that would escape those perfectly painted lips as her imposing frame began to diminish, inch by delicious inch.

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Sorry the story is taking so long to really get started. I wanted to set up everything before the actual plot gets going. Now, Ava is finally going to try to get her hands on those feet and shrink her down to 6 inches.

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Chapter 7: Schemes and Plots

Ava stepped into the office with a big smile on her lips, relishing the confidence that flowed through her veins. She hadn’t felt this good in weeks. An intoxicating sense of power had replaced the usual morning anxiety that used to plague her, knowing she finally held the upper hand over her tyrannical boss. 

The click of Maya’s heels echoed down the hallway—those carefully laced boots that now held such meaning. Her towering boss rounded the corner, all legs and curves in her tailored suit.

“My coffee’s cold. Again.” Maya loomed over Ava’s desk, her shadow falling across the keyboard. “Do I need to explain the concept of hot beverages to you?”

Ava ducked her head to hide her growing smile. Just yesterday, those cutting words would have stung. Now? She pictured Maya swimming in her oversized clothes, small and delicate as a china doll. The memory of Maya swimming in that outfit yesterday flooded back in vivid detail - the sight of her usually imposing boss flailing helplessly in clothes that suddenly hung like circus tents around her petite form.

“I’ll get you a fresh cup right away, Ms. Reeves.”

Maya’s eyes narrowed at Ava’s calm tone. “And try not to mess up the simple task of walking to the break room without tripping over your own feet.”

As Maya stalked away, Ava admired the confident sway of her hips. All that carefully constructed power, built on such a fragile foundation. Every sharp word, every dismissive gesture, only fed Ava’s growing obsession. Behind that commanding presence was a tiny, ticklish woman playing dress-up.

The morning stretched on with Maya’s usual parade of demands and criticisms. But where Ava once felt small under that piercing gaze, she now saw through the illusion. Each time Maya towered over her desk, Ava imagined that towering figure melting away to reveal the petite form beneath. Those harsh commands came from lips that would soon beg for mercy.

The knowledge transformed every interaction into foreplay. Maya’s attempts to intimidate only heightened Ava’s arousal. Ava responded to every cutting remark with a demure “Yes, Ms. Reeves,” her mind meanwhile imagining tiny feet kicking helplessly while being tickled.

 In the afternoon, Maya smacked a pile of documents down on Ava’s workstation, scattering several pages across the carpet. “These reports are a disaster. Do you even proofread?”

But as Maya launched into another tirade, Ava’s mind again drifted to a different scene. She envisioned Maya not as this domineering presence, but as a vulnerable plaything resting in her grasp.

“Are you even listening?” Maya’s sharp voice cut through the fantasy like a knife, yanking Ava back to reality. “You are absolutely useless today, and what are you even smiling about?”

Her boss’s face loomed closer, those striking blue eyes narrowed with suspicion and irritation. Ava had to bite her lip to keep from grinning wider, knowing how different those imperious eyes would look when she was a shrunken, giggling mess.

“Right away, Ms. Reeves. I’m so sorry,” Ava responded quickly, forcing an appropriately contrite expression while suppressing the delicious thoughts that kept intruding. Her fingers fidgeted with her pen as she struggled to maintain a properly deferential demeanor, knowing that every moment of Maya’s condescension would make her eventual revenge that much sweeter.

“I expect these fixed by lunch,” Maya growled, turning on her heel.

Ava watched her boss stride away, imagining instead a diminutive figure scurrying between the cubicles, clutching oversized papers to her chest. Her small voice, lost in the office bustle, forced to repeat herself as others looked down at her with amusement. The contrast between Maya’s current commanding presence and these visions of vulnerability sent heat rushing through Ava’s body. She pictured scooping up a six-inch Maya from her pile of clothes, those perfectly manicured nails now tiny as pinheads as she tried to cover herself.

“Yes, Ms. Reeves,” Ava called after her boss’s retreating form, her voice steady despite the arousal coursing through her. Each harsh word from Maya only fueled more delicious scenarios of the mighty CEO reduced to a helpless doll-sized figure. Her authority stripped away along with her height.

 The irony was delicious. Maya had sacrificed true security for the illusion of power. Those imposing curves, that towering height - all could vanish with a few strokes along her soles. Like a modern Achilles, Maya’s vulnerability lay right at her feet. The mighty CEO wasn’t truly mighty at all - she was perpetually one tickle away from complete submission.

Maya had chosen this curse willingly, trading true security for artificial height and curves. She’d accepted the risk of potentially being shrunk down to six inches, becoming nothing more than a plaything for whoever discovered her secret. The knowledge made Ava’s pulse quicken. Such hubris, to think no one would ever exploit such an obvious weakness. And perhaps Maya craved that risk, Ava mused. There was something undeniably arousing about teetering on the precipice of powerlessness. She hoped the CEO secretly relished it.

* * ***

Three weeks had passed since she’d discovered Maya’s weakness, and still those damned boots remained firmly in place, their laces pulled impossibly tight. Despite uncovering Maya’s vulnerability, she remained frustratingly unable to use it to her advantage.

Every scheme she’d concocted until now had proven to be ridiculous. Ava’s attempt to ruin Maya’s boots by spilling coffee on them had backfired miserably. Maya had simply changed into her spare pair, leaving Ava with a written warning and a stern lecture about workplace safety that had lasted nearly fifteen minutes. Ava had to sit there, nodding contritely while internally seething at Maya’s smug expression.

The yoga class invitation had seemed promising at first - one of Ava’s more inspired schemes. There was a new studio just down the street from the office, and the thought of seeing Maya in form-fitting athletic wear had sent a delicious thrill through her. Surely, she’d reasoned, even Maya Reeves would have to remove those fortress-like boots for downward dog and warrior pose. Yet Maya had waved off the proposal with that maddening half-smile, claiming she was too busy, her voice carrying an edge of awareness that left Ava’s insides twisting with self-doubt.

“You’ll need to put in more effort than that, Ava - perhaps even grovel and plead. Just the way I prefer,” Maya declared with a coy glance and batting of her lashes. “Better return to work and accomplish something before I report you for slacking off.”

Surprisingly, the impromptu carpet cleaning, with its shoe removal rule in order for people to not damage the recently cleaned carpet, appeared to be going well. Maya had actually removed her boots briefly, but too many people were around to even make an attempt. Ava had watched helplessly from her desk as the perfect opportunity slipped away with Maya’s feet so helplessly exposed. She’d nearly choked on her morning coffee when she saw Maya’s perfectly manicured toes peeking out from beneath her dress, taunting her with their vulnerability. For one glorious moment, Ava had contemplated creating some kind of distraction to clear the office, but between the cleaning crew, other executives, and what felt like half the accounting department milling about, there was no chance of getting Maya alone. Then Maya had departed to just work from home, sliding those boots onto her feet before heading out the door.

 Ava caught herself staring at Maya’s feet again during the morning meeting. The leather gleamed under the fluorescent lights; the laces crisscrossing in an intricate pattern that seemed designed specifically to resist tampering. Maya’s eyes snapped up, catching Ava’s gaze. Her lips curled into a knowing smirk as Ava quickly looked away, cheeks burning.

That was happening more frequently now - these loaded moments where Maya caught her looking. Each time, Maya’s expression held a mixture of suspicion and something else... was it fear? Anticipation? The CEO said nothing about these incidents, but her eyes would linger on Ava afterward, watching her movements with careful attention.

The crowd of coworkers made everything more challenging. Maya existed perpetually in the company of others - flanked by personal assistants, board members, or business associates. Even during overtime hours, surveillance devices tracked each movement throughout the building. Maya’s recent security upgrade had fortunately come after the evening Ava had observed her through the malfunctioning door. Ava recalled their conversation.

“It’s weird, right?” Katy’s voice carried across the room. “Maya specifically had those cameras removed last year. Said they violated employee privacy or something.”

Ava casually drifted closer, pretending to refill her coffee cup.

“She told HR the footage could be used against the company if it showed her disciplining employees.” Katy rolled her eyes. “Which we all know was just code for ‘I don’t want evidence of me being a bitch to everyone.’”

“But now suddenly she wants them back up?” Katy shrugged. “Makes no sense. Unless...”

“Unless what?” Ava asked before she could stop herself.

Katy turned, surprised to find Ava so close. “Well, think about it. Maya’s been acting different lately. More paranoid. Like she thinks someone’s watching her.” She leaned in closer. “Maybe she installed them because she feels threatened by something. Or someone.”

The absurdity made Ava’s head spin. She’d uncovered Maya’s hidden truth, yet now those feet were more guarded than they’d ever been. Finding a moment to catch her boss without those shoes seemed like an insurmountable challenge.

*****

Ava drummed her fingers on her desk, lost in thought, until Katy’s voice snapped her back to reality. The new hire leaned against her cubicle wall, rubbing her temples.

“God, she’s awful. Third time this week she’s made me redo the entire quarterly report.” Katy’s eyes darted toward Maya’s office. “Have you noticed she still wears those same boots every day? Even in this heat wave?”

Ava’s head snapped up. “What do you mean?”

“Those leather boots. Must be like a sauna in there.” Katy fanned herself with a folder. “Wouldn’t it be funny if someone broke the air conditioning? Make her delicate feet cook in those hot-“

Mid-sentence, Katy jerked forward with a yelp, her hand flying to her backside as if someone had given her a sharp spank. Her face flushed red.

“Sorry,” she mumbled, straightening her skirt. “Too much pilates. Just got a cramp.”

But Ava barely heard the excuse. Her mind raced with possibilities. The building’s ancient AC system had been temperamental lately. One strategic “malfunction” and the summer heat would turn Maya’s protective boots into a torture chamber. No one would suspect sabotage - these breakdowns happened all the time.

The leather would trap the heat, making Maya’s feet sweat. She’d be desperate to remove them, but wouldn’t dare. Not in front of others. The discomfort would build until...

Ava bit her lip, suppressing a smile. Finally, a plan that might work.

Ava pulled up the maintenance records on her computer, scanning through the building’s work orders. The AC system had failed three times in the past month alone. Ancient wiring, the reports said. One loose connection and the entire system would shut down.

Her eyes landed on today’s schedule. Maya had blocked off the entire evening for an investor meeting - she’d be working late. Alone.

The maintenance room sat in the basement, tucked away in a maze of utility corridors. Ava had discovered it during her first week, when she’d gotten lost trying to find the copy room. Someone had broken the key card access panel—apparently, no one had bothered to repair it.

During her lunch break, Ava slipped down to the basement. The maintenance room hummed with the sound of machinery. She located the main circuit board controlling the executive floor’s climate system. All it would take was disconnecting one wire...

Her hands trembled as she reached for the panel. Was she really going to do this? The thought of Maya trapped in her stifling boots as the temperature climbed made Ava’s heart race. She imagined beads of sweat rolling down Maya’s legs; the leather becoming unbearable in the heat.

The wire came loose with a soft click. Nothing happened immediately. It would take hours for the heat to build. By then, everyone else would be gone. Just Maya, alone in her office, fighting against the rising temperature.

Ava returned to her desk, watching the clock tick by. Already, she noticed Maya tugging at her collar, a light sheen of sweat on her forehead. The CEO’s eyes narrowed as she adjusted her boots for the third time in an hour.

The maintenance staff had already left for the day. The earliest they could fix it would be tomorrow morning. Ava smiled to herself as the temperature display on her desk slowly climbed higher.

*****

Ava’s leg bounced under her desk as she watched Maya through the office window. Her heart raced every time Maya shifted in her chair or tugged at her collar. The CEO had already shed her blazer, leaving it draped over a chair. Her silk blouse clung to her skin in the sweltering heat.

The thermometer on Ava’s desk read 90 degrees. She pretended to type, but her attention remained fixed on Maya’s office. From this angle, she couldn’t see Maya’s feet behind the massive desk. Had she finally given in and removed those stifling boots?

Maya’s usual commanding presence seemed diminished by the heat. She kept wiping her forehead with tissues, her perfectly styled hair wilting. Twice, Maya had called maintenance about the AC, but Ava ensured the problem would remain unresolved until tomorrow.

The clock crawled toward 5 PM. Ava had deliberately left important reports incomplete - her excuse to return later when Maya was alone. She imagined Maya alone in her office, finally freeing her feet from their leather prison, leaving them vulnerable in just those sheer pantyhose she always wore.

“I’m heading out,” Ava announced at exactly 5 PM, gathering her things.

Maya barely glanced up, just waved her away with an irritated flick of her wrist. The heat flushed her cheeks, and a bead of sweat rolled down her neck.

Ava’s hands trembled as she packed her bag. Soon, she’d return to find Maya at her most vulnerable. The thought made her dizzy with anticipation. She forced herself to move towards the elevator, counting the minutes until she could come back.

 * * * * *

Ava’s heartbeat sped up as she returned to the dim workplace later that night. Illumination from Maya’s office seeped through the glass divider, revealing her boss working after hours. The warmth of the evening had softened her typically authoritative demeanor; her jacket was off, and her collar unbuttoned. Her normally composed appearance was visibly affected by the summer heat. The fabric of her blouse stretched taut, her nipples almost visible beneath the damp silk. The material clung to her, the thin, moistened fabric revealing the contours of her figure.

Ava’s gaze inexorably focused on Maya’s bare feet; the sight of her boss’s vulnerability made her heart flutter. The tall leather boots that usually encased those vulnerable feet rested empty nearby, their intricate laces finally loosened and untied after what felt like an eternity of waiting. Ava inhaled sharply, her mouth suddenly parched. After much planning and surveillance, she had at last caught Maya in a vulnerable state. She was mere moments from enacting her meticulously crafted plan.

Conversation disrupted her train of thought. Maya was on a video conference—her monitor displayed several managers from the Tokyo branch listening attentively to her report. Ava slumped back in her chair, dejected, compelled to wait while her supervisor conducted a briefing on market forecasts.

She couldn’t resist stealing glances. Maya stretched occasionally, entirely oblivious to Ava’s scrutiny. Each motion intensified Ava’s eagerness. She envisioned various ways the situation might progress - would it be slow or abrupt? Her studies suggested the shrinking happened gradually.

The documents on Ava’s desk lay neglected as she watched and waited. Maya, engrossed in enthusiastically conveying fiscal statistics, showed no sign of concluding her call, completely unaware of Ava’s observation, poised for the opportune instant.

Ava drummed her fingers against her desk, watching Maya gesture animatedly at her screen. The conference dragged on, each minute an eternity. Her eyes kept drifting to Maya’s stockinged feet, the sheer fabric stretched taut across her arches. Her perfectly pedicured toes, unprotected by her boots, flexed now and then, completely vulnerable.

The thought of Maya shrinking sent tingles through Ava’s body. Where would she end up? The image of Maya trapped in her own thigh highs made Ava squeeze her thighs together. She pictured finding her tiny boss tangled in the silky material, struggling against the elastic bands that once hugged her thighs. Perhaps she would shrink into her lace panties, disappearing within the fabric that covered her most intimate parts moments before.

Ava’s hand trembled as she reached for her phone. One quick email to the Tokyo office about an urgent matter requiring Maya’s immediate attention might do the trick. But no, it was too risky, too traceable. She had to be patient, had to wait for the perfect moment. Maya would never suspect her sweet, timid secretary capable of such calculated manipulation.

Through the glass, Maya shifted in her chair again, crossing and uncrossing her legs. The movement drew Ava’s attention to how the stockings enhanced every curve of her calves, her ankles, down to her vulnerable feet. Soon, the shrinking process would reduce those powerful legs to mere inches, concentrating all that dominant energy into a tiny, helpless form.

Ava’s breath quickened. The waiting was excruciating, but it would make the payoff so much sweeter. She just needed that call to end, needed Maya alone and unsuspecting. Then those pretty feet would be at her mercy.

The video call’s chatter finally died. Ava’s heart leaped as Maya’s commanding voice cut through the quiet office.

“Ava! Get in here. Now.”

Ava hurried into Maya’s office, fighting to keep her expression neutral despite the thrill coursing through her. Maya lounged in her chair, stockinged feet propped on a footrest, her boots still abandoned by the wall.

“Why didn’t you finish your work today before you left?” Maya tossed a stack of papers across her desk. “You’ll stay as late as you have to for it to get done. And bring me a coffee while you’re at it. Black, one Splenda.”

“Yes, Ms. Reeves.” Ava gathered the scattered papers, stealing glances at Maya’s exposed feet. The sheer fabric of her thigh highs caught the office lighting, highlighting every vulnerable curve.

“And Ava?” Maya’s lips curled into a cruel smile. “Try not to mess it up this time. I’d hate to write you up again.”

“Of course, Ms. Reeves.” Ava ducked her head, concealing her own smile. Maya didn’t realize how close she was to losing all that power and control.

Maya stretched, flexing her toes. “What are you waiting for? Get moving.”

“Right away.” Ava turned toward the door, mind racing. The moment wasn’t quite right - she needed Maya distracted, off guard. But soon. Very soon.

“And close the door behind you,” Maya called after her. “It’s bad enough dealing with your incompetence, with no one being able to watch.”

Ava paused at the threshold, hand on the doorknob. Through the glass walls, she could see the empty office beyond. They were completely alone. Just the two of them, with Maya’s feet finally unprotected after weeks of planning.

“Is there something else?” Maya’s sharp tone carried a note of suspicion.

“No, Ms. Reeves. Nothing at all.”

Ava’s heart skipped when she returned with the coffee. Maya was on her hands and knees behind her desk, muttering curses as she searched for something. Her stocking-clad feet stuck out from under the desk, toes flexing against the carpet as she shifted position.

“Where is that damn quarterly projection?” Maya’s voice came muffled from beneath the desk. “Cost me a fortune to have it prepared.”

Ava set the coffee down silently, her pulse racing. Maya remained oblivious, focused on her search. Ava saw those delicate feet, exposed, with nothing but thin nylon between them and her fingers. After weeks of scheming and waiting, the perfect opportunity had literally crawled right in front of her.

Ava’s hands trembled as she stared at Maya’s vulnerable feet. The thin nylon stretched across her soles, leaving them completely exposed. After weeks of careful planning and failed attempts, here was her tyrannical boss - practically gift-wrapped and defenseless.

It felt too easy. Maya was always obsessive about protecting her feet, keeping them locked away in those tightly laced boots. She’d caught Maya giving her suspicious looks whenever Ava’s gaze had lingered too long on her footwear. Yet now she was crawling around with her feet exposed, seemingly oblivious to the danger. Perhaps Maya considered her subordinate so beneath her she never imagined Ava could pose any risk.

A new possibility crept into her mind. Was Maya inviting this to happen? Was she testing Ava, seeing if she would take the bait? The thought sent a shiver down Ava’s spine. Maybe deep down, beneath that dominant exterior, Maya craved the vulnerability. Maybe she’d orchestrated this whole scenario - staying late, even “losing” the document - just to present this opportunity. The thought made Ava’s pulse quicken. All those times Maya had caught her staring at her boots. Had she been silently hoping Ava would figure out her secret? Had each cruel command and belittling comment been a test, waiting to see if Ava was worthy of discovering her true nature?

Ava’s fingers twitched as she watched those stockinged feet flex and point. The nylon highlighted every delicate arch and curve. One quick touch is all it would take. Just a single stroke along those defenseless soles and Maya’s towering presence would slowly diminish.

Uncertainty ate away at Ava’s resolve. Maya was devious. Making a move now could cost her everything. The formidable executive would crush anyone who uncovered her weakness without mercy.

She glanced through the glass walls. The deserted office floor was dimly lit, except for Maya’s office. Even the cleaning crew had finished for the night. They were completely alone.

Ava’s mouth went dry as she took a silent step forward. Another. Maya’s feet were inches away now. She could see the arch of her foot through the sheer fabric, could make out her perfectly painted toenails. One quick motion and she could grab those ankles, pin those feet down, start tickling...

But something made her hesitate, her hands frozen in mid-reach. A flicker of doubt crept in, though she couldn’t say why. This was everything she’d planned for, everything she’d fantasized about. Maya was completely vulnerable, totally at her mercy. So why couldn’t she move? An uneasy sensation nagged at her core. Like some invisible force was signaling to hold back. She hesitated, sensing now was not the time.

Ava’s fingers hovered inches from Maya’s vulnerable feet when a sharp knock shattered the tension. She jerked back, heart hammering against her ribs as a maintenance worker with a boyish pixie cut poked her head in.

“AC’s back up and running, Ms. Reeves.” The worker wiped sweat from her brow. “Should be cooling down in here any minute.”

Thank god she hadn’t grabbed those feet. Ava’s hands trembled as she stepped away, relief and frustration warring in her chest. One more second and she would have exposed herself completely.

Maya extracted herself from under the desk, straightening her skirt with a scowl. “Finally. And don’t expect any gratitude for this repair - we just had your team out here last month. It better stay fixed this time.”

Cool air whispered from the vents as Maya settled into her chair, reaching for her discarded boots. Ava watched, grinding her teeth, as those delicate feet disappeared one by one into the leather confines. The laces pulled tight with practiced efficiency, sealing away Maya’s weakness once more.

Her boss did not know how close she’d come to being claimed, to having her carefully constructed facade of power stripped away. But Ava knew now - knew it wasn’t just possible, but inevitable. She’d seen Maya’s vulnerability firsthand, confirmed every detail of her plan. Next time, there would be no maintenance worker, no interruptions. It was just a matter of time.

Ava’s stomach churned violently as she jealously watched Maya lean forward, giving the maintenance worker an unnecessarily generous view down her expensive silk blouse. The pixie-haired girl blushed such a deep crimson that it reached her ears, nervously fidgeting with her plastic work badge and worn clipboard as Maya’s practiced, sultry laugh filled the office like warm caramel being poured over ice cream.

“You must be new here.” Maya’s voice dripped honey, each word carefully measured and delivered with the precision of a master manipulator. “I haven’t seen you around before... and I make it my business to know everyone.”

“Started last month.” The girl tucked her choppy brown hair behind her ear, her navy blue work uniform hanging loose around her shoulders and bunching at her waist, clearly meant for someone larger. “I’m Sarah.”

“Sarah,” Maya said, her amplified form dwarfing the maintenance worker as she invested the name with a provocative lilt. “Well, Sarah, I might have some other... issues that need your attention. Very pressing matters.”

With a fierce scratching of her pen on paper, Ava feigned work, her lowered lashes hiding the jealous tightening in her chest as she watched the interaction. No taller than five foot two (three inches over Maya’s actual height), the maintenance worker seemed a few years older than Maya’s true form, possessing a round face, practical ponytail, and sensible steel-toed boots. Ava estimated her age to be around 25.

Ava recognized the irony as she imagined them together—Maya in her natural form, both women small and delicate, equals in size if not in status. It was like watching a reflection in a warped funhouse mirror, knowing the delicious truth behind the carefully maintained illusion. This little Sarah thought she was getting a powerful amazon of a lover, but in reality, without her precious magic, Maya was just another petite little thing, and that knowledge made Ava’s skin tingle with anticipation.

But that image shifted, morphed into something far more enticing. Ava pictured herself between them - the maintenance girl’s skilled, work-roughened hands, Maya’s naturally petite form pressed against her. In her fantasy, Maya wasn’t the domineering one anymore. No, she’d be small, vulnerable, forced to share Ava’s attention with someone of her own natural size, watching helplessly as Sarah worshipped Ava instead.

The maintenance girl scribbled her number on a torn scrap of paper with visibly shaking fingers, her breathing quickening as Maya’s perfectly manicured hand brushed against Sarah’s calloused one during the exchange, lingering just a moment too long to be professional. The poor girl did not know she was about to become just another notch in Maya’s belt, another conquest to feed her carefully constructed, powerful persona and ego.

If only she knew the truth. If only she could see Maya as Ava had - small, swimming in oversized clothes that betrayed her true diminutive stature. Ava alone possessed this secret, intending to safeguard it, relishing its possession as a hidden treasure, ready to dismantle Maya’s illusion of dominance.

For a fleeting moment, she imagined whispering in Sarah’s ear after Maya left - telling her about the spell, about Maya’s true form, about how that towering confidence was nothing but magical smoke and mirrors. They could work together, corner Maya when she least expected it when Sarah and Maya made love. Maya would never expect it, walking into what she thought would be another conquest, another chance to play the dominant seductress, only to find herself trapped and claimed. Sarah’s strong worker’s hands could pin Maya down while Ava tickled those stockinged feet, watching as panic bloomed in those usually commanding blue eyes. Together, they could reduce the mighty CEO to a helpless doll, whimpering and begging.

The fantasy played out in vivid detail behind Ava’s eyes, each moment crystalline in its perfection. Maya, shrinking between them, her costly clothes pooling around her smaller frame like fallen autumn leaves. Sarah’s shocked expression as their boss dwindled to mere inches, that perfect power suit becoming a tent of fabric. The two of them sharing knowing looks as they toyed with their tiny superior, passing her back and forth like a precious trinket...

But no. Ava felt a possessive rage, a burning in her throat at the thought of sharing Maya. This was her secret, her discovery, her future pet. She’d spent weeks planning, watching, learning Maya’s patterns, memorizing her schedule down to the minute. The victory would be hers alone, sweet and perfect.

Sarah gave Maya one last lingering look before departing, clipboard clutched to her chest like a shield. Maya’s predatory smile followed the maintenance worker’s retreat, already counting another conquest in her mental tally of broken hearts. Ava bit back a bitter laugh that threatened to bubble up from her chest. Let Maya have her fun for now, let her play games. Soon enough, she’d learn what it meant to be truly possessed, truly dominated, truly owned.

Author's note: This will be the last chapter where at least one woman isn't shrunk. Thanks for reading all the buildup. I like stories that take a while to get to the shrinking and build tension, so that's what I'm trying to do here. But don't worry. There will be shrinking very soon!

[Firewall]

Buildup is definitely great. I'm thinking Ava should put Maya through her paces. A game of hide and seek would be cool.

[bigguy123456789]

Would anyone like to give me feedback on the next part before I release it? I can send it to you in a PM if you respond here or if you send me a private message. Thanks in advance!

[Bendo]

I liked the story so far you did a good job. I liked when you described the shrinking progress and you did a nice job on the curse. It is very impressive and clever that the curse has its own will and has a price. There is a nice play of power and it is also very sexy.
I didn't like the ongoing changes on released chapters but I understand that the updates are needed. In the last chapter "watchful eyes" i didn't like the high amount of imaginative scenes - for me it was to much text for a theoretical scene and stretched the scene to much with no story progress. The imaginative scene should exist but it was stretched to far. That is highly subjective.

[Bendo]

After reading the first chapter I felt inspired to create a piece of art.

Warning what you about to witness is no official art from the story. It is fanart.
Description
You can see in the background Maya touching the butt of Emily. A scene which could have take place before the the first chapter. In foreground you can see an imagined Maya in her six inch form, adoring the scene and wishing to be dominated and to be in Emily's place. This whole scene isn't existing in the story.

[bigguy123456789]

This is amazing thank you! And thanks for the feedback. I know I need to clean up the story it's too meandering. I just really like the buildup to the shrinking so I probably have made it go on too long.

I'm making this the official cover. Do you have a deviantart profile I can link to?

[Bendo]

Thanks for your understanding.

I am glad that you like it and that I didn't misunderstood the story.
I feel honored that you would like to make it the official cover art.

[bigguy123456789]

Thanks for your understanding.

I am glad that you like it and that I didn't misunderstood the story.
I feel honored that you would like to make it the official cover art.

By the way, if you want to read the chapter I'm working on now let me know.

[coolcommenter]

After reading the first chapter I felt inspired to create a piece of art.

Warning what you about to witness is no official art from the story. It is fanart.
Description
You can see in the background Maya touching the butt of Emily. A scene which could have take place before the the first chapter. In foreground you can see an imagined Maya in her six inch form, adoring the scene and wishing to be dominated and to be in Emily's place. This whole scene isn't existing in the story.

Can you make more like this? This is a great imagining of this story. I'd love to see what else you can create for this.

[sallyfourth]

I really do like your description of the sensation associated with the shrinking effect. Sensation of warm, giant, ephemeral hands gently massaging her size away sounds very unique and original to me. Very nicely done.

Seeya!

[Captain Ash]

I liked the build up.
The witch forum gave the story a nice touch and Ava's scheming was intruiging.

I'm looking forward to read the rest of the story.

[bigguy123456789]

I really do like your description of the sensation associated with the shrinking effect. Sensation of warm, giant, ephemeral hands gently massaging her size away sounds very unique and original to me. Very nicely done.

Seeya!

Thanks! That means a lot coming from you. I appreciate the kind words!

[bigguy123456789]

I liked the build up.
The witch forum gave the story a nice touch and Ava's scheming was intruiging.

I'm looking forward to read the rest of the story.

Thanks! I actually posted the next chapter in a new thread if you want to read it!

[bigguy123456789]

Maya's Downfall Chapter 8

“Get in here, Katy!” Janet’s voice cracked through the office.

Katherine’s lips curled into a small smile. The irony wasn’t lost on her. Here she was, a CEO worth millions, being ordered around by a mid-level accounting manager. Rising from her seat, her modest outfit was a stark contrast to the high-end fashions she typically wore.

“Why didn’t you follow the format?” asked from behind her desk, her face pinched with frustration. “We’ve been through this already.”

“This way is better.” Katherine replied, her voice soft, playing the role of the fresh-faced graduate. Inside, she fought back a laugh. She’d been running corporate finances when Janet was still learning basic spreadsheets. Plus, she had fun messing with Maya’s accounting. Technically she was doing a good job, but if it caused confusion and doubt, so be it!

“Young lady you might be under the impression you understand it all, but you’ve barely left school. To succeed in this position, you’ll need to follow my instructions. I don’t care about your prestigious university or your impressive recommendations. You’re still green in this business.”

Katherine bristled at being chastised, clenching her hands into fists. Katherine’s teeth ground together as Janet’s patronizing tone echoed through her mind. Young lady. The contempt saturated each word. At nearly forty years old, with her fancy business degree and decade and a half of corporate leadership under her belt, she was enduring a scolding meant for some naive newcomer.

She did have to admit that her meticulously constructed disguise and natural appearance certainly gave off the impression of a fresh-faced novice, and this was exactly the image her colleagues had accepted. When not using her enchanted state, she retained the youthful features from before her first transformation. Looking no older than twenty-two, she could understand why Janet spoke to her with such condescension. In Katherine’s position, she’d likely respond with identical patronizing behavior, she had to concede. In her natural form, she looked barely old enough to drink, let alone run a Fortune 500 company. The dark contacts hiding her green eyes and temporary blonde hair dye completed the illusion of a young new hire.

Her slight figure and innocent features grew tense while Janet droned on about the correct formatting. Katherine’s fingers drummed steadily against her thigh while she fought the urge to tell this middle manager that she had created numerous financial systems the company now depended on.

“I expect better next time,” Janet huffed, turning back to her computer screen.

“The only reason you are is because if I don’t I’ll get fired and I can’t watch Maya’s downfall,” Katherine thought to herself. Otherwise I’d mess up your books so badly you’d have to stay late months. If you only knew who was really standing here," Katherine thought, suppressing a smirk.

But for now, Katherine would play her part. She’d endure Janet’s patronizing attitude, all while watching Maya’s from her strategic vantage point of a junior employee. The temporary blow to her ego was worth it to see her plan unfold.

“Yes, Janet,” Katherine murmured, letting just a hint of sarcasm color her tone. “I’ll be sure to follow the proper format next time.”
“Is that sass, young lady?” Janet’s voice sharpened, her thin lips pressing into a hard line.

Katherine’s heart raced, not from fear but from the effort of containing her irritation. She lowered her eyes, playing the part of the chastised secretary.

“Sorry,” she mumbled, channeling the meek persona she’d crafted as Katy.

Janet leaned back in her chair, assuming the air of a wise mentor. “I think you have potential, Katy, but you need to learn to be more professional.” She gestured vaguely toward the secretarial pool. “And cut back on all that idle chatter and gossip with coworkers. This isn’t your sorority house.”

Katherine’s fingers curled into her palms, her manicured nails digging into her skin leaving marks. The urge to reveal herself, to watch Janet’s face drain of color as she realized who she’d been lecturing, was almost overwhelming. Unfortunately, if she revealed her true identity in her current guise, Janet would simply mock her and likely recommend her psychiatric help. Instead, she kept her head bowed, her dyed blonde hair falling forward to hide her expression.

Judy made a shooing motion with her hand, dismissing Katherine like an errant child. The insult of being waved away burned through Katherine’s chest as she turned and walked out of the office, her cheeks flushed with genuine embarrassment.

While exiting Janet’s office, she collided with a larger body. The impact sent Katherine reeling as documents burst upward, drifting down around them like snowflakes. Above her, Suzy from the finance department loomed with her fists planted at her waist, shooting daggers with that familiar condescending stare Katherine had witnessed so many times before - though typically she’d been the one looking down, not up.

“Watch where you’re going, Katy!” Suzy’s voice carried across the office floor. “God, you’re such a bimbo.”

Katherine’s frustration finally boiled over. “Well, if your fat ass didn’t take up the whole hallway, maybe I wouldn’t run into you.” She planted her small hands on her hips, tilting her head back to meet Suzy’s shocked gaze. “Eat a salad for once. No wonder your boyfriend broke up with you.”

The words struck like physical blows. Suzy’s face crumpled, her eyes welling with tears. “You bitch! How could you?” She spun on her heel and fled down the hallway, leaving the scattered papers forgotten on the floor.

Katherine watched her go with a mix of satisfaction and guilt. She hadn’t meant to be so cruel, but after enduring weeks of Suzy’s snide comments and rude behavior, something had snapped. The woman had been particularly vicious to the younger staff members.

Still, as Katherine bent to gather the fallen papers, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of remorse. This petty office drama felt beneath her now, even if Suzy had deserved the reality check. Today’s frustrations had proven one thing - she needed to accelerate her plans. Playing the role of meek secretary while enduring constant belittlement was wearing thin. The sooner Maya fell into her trap, the sooner Katherine could return to her proper place at the top of the corporate ladder.

Katherine found herself seeking out Ava’s desk, drawn to the one person who she genuinely liked at this office.

“Rough day?” Ava’s gentle smile provided a welcome respite from the morning’s humiliations.

“Those two - Janet and Suzy,” Katherine lowered herself onto the edge of Ava’s desk, her small shoulders drooping. “They are so annoying.”

“Janet isn’t terrible once you know her,” Ava suggested. “She might just be feeling slighted,” she added with a soft chuckle. “Did you happen to overstep somewhere?”

Katherine confessed to attempting an overhaul of Janet’s entire financial process.

“I was only trying to make it run more smoothly, I swear. All I wanted was to help!”

“But Suzy is awful to everyone.” Ava’s eyes gleamed with an intensity Katherine hadn’t noticed before. “But things won’t always be like this. Especially for Maya.”

Katherine perked up, noting the edge in Ava’s voice. “Oh? What do you mean?”

“Let’s just say...” Ava leaned closer, lowering her voice to a whisper. “I’ve discovered something interesting about our dear leader. Something that will change everything.”

Katherine fought to keep her expression neutral, though her heart raced with excitement. She recognized that look in Ava’s eyes. It was the same predatory gleam she’d once had when she’d discovered her boss’s secret.

“I can’t say more,” Ava continued, “but soon, very soon, she’ll learn what it feels like to be small.”

Katherine’s spirits lifted immediately. The morning’s annoyances faded away, replaced by an erotic anticipation. All the humiliation, from the coffee runs, to the condescending remarks, to the tight cubicle, suddenly felt worth it. Her plan was working perfectly.

“I hope you get her good,” Katherine said softly, allowing genuine emotion to color her voice. After all, who better than her knew exactly how satisfying it would be to see Maya taken down a few sizes - literally.

But Katherine was tired of waiting. Ava was taking too long. Tonight, she’d break into Maya’s office and look for something useful. She had orchestrated it so the whole office, including Maya, would be empty tonight. Maya had to be taken down a peg, and it had to happen soon.


* * *

Katherine crept into Maya’s darkened office, her heart racing with anticipation. After three weeks of watching Ava hunt Maya like she was a timid mouse, she’d decided it was time to push things along. The entire office lay empty and silent, perfect for research and for setting up whatever trap she could devise.

An ephemeral touch tickled her spine, causing her to shiver. “Why does Maya keep it so cold here?” Katherine thought to herself. “I guess that ice queen needs to be in her natural habitat to survive.”

A slight tickling sensation spread through her feet as she tiptoed towards Maya’s desk, causing her to scratch her foot in annoyance. One of her flats almost slipped off as she took another step, but she barely noticed, slipping her foot back into it absentmindedly and continuing to scan Maya’s desk for anything useful.

“There better be something useful here,” she grumbled. “I didn’t flirt with that gross IT guy to get access to turn off the cameras for nothing.”

Being in her regular body had its downsides. Her youthful appearance of a recent college grad mixed with her petite stature meant she constantly had to deal with unwanted attention from creepy men who thought they had a chance. If she’d been able to use her augmented shape, that nerd would have been too awestruck to even string a sentence together, eagerly following her every command.

She rifled through Maya’s desk drawers, searching methodically for anything that could give Ava an advantage in catching Maya vulnerable and triggering her shrinking. Her sleeves keep dropping over her wrists, causing her to periodically stop and adjust her outfit. “I’m so sick of this cheap fabric,” Katherine thought. “I can’t wait to be done and finally wear my real wardrobe again. Once I have gotten a little payback on my good friend Maya.”

Katherine felt a pleasant warmth coursing through her body, thinking about how Maya would deal with being shrunk and dominated by little Ava. An even more pleasant warmth spread from her tummy down to her groin. “Oooh, this has me even more excited than normal!” thought Katherine, barely holding in moan from the unexpected pleasure.

The locked bottom drawer caught her attention. This could be useful, she thought. But first she’d focus on getting into Maya’s laptop and tablet. As she grabbed the tablet, the tingling in her body intensified. Katherine froze, finally registering what was happening. Her clothes felt looser, the desk seemed slightly taller. That ethereal touch from earlier that she had thought was just the cold.

“No, no, no...” she whispered, stumbling backward. One of her stockinged feet had slipped out of her shoes and touched the cool floor as invisible fingers began dancing across her soles. She fought back a giggle, dropping to her knees as the tickling sensation grew stronger. The spell she knew so intimately - the very same one she had used during her rise to the top - had decided she had interfered in its plans enough.

“No please!” she gasped between giggles. “I didn’t even - ah! - touch her boots! I just wanted to help Ava and speed it along! I was just helping!”

But the magic didn’t listen, beginning her punishment for interfering in its plan. Katherine had been warned before of what could happen if she meddled in its plans, but since she had escalated multiple times without any consequences, she was convinced those warnings had been exaggerated.

Each wave of tickling sent shivers up her spine, forcing helpless laughter from her throat. Her blouse began to hang loose around her slowly dwindling frame, sleeves already dangling past her hands. The sensations intensified, leaving her writhing on the floor in pleasure. Giggles kept pouring out of her, the pleasurable touch rendering her powerless against the supernatural energy she’d foolishly attempted to control.

As she lay on the floor, Katherine closed her eyes, giving into her fate, letting the spell’s pleasurable sensations wash over her. She was powerless to stop it, so she knew it was pointless to fight whatever it had planned as her punishment.

Those unseen hands operated with meticulous care, beginning their work at her waist. Strangely, while she shrank, she also felt herself taking on her enhanced form. The enchantment was reshaping her, restoring her voluptuous curves, enhancing the feminine slopes of her figure, even as her height steadily diminished. This process felt both recognizable and foreign to her. It was unlike anything she’d experienced in prior transformations. The enchantment’s power surged through her frame in rhythmic pulses, every ripple triggering a new change. Her body responded eagerly to the transformative touch, every nerve ending alive with sensation as she surrendered to the process of being remolded and reshaped.

Katherine whimpered as the touch drifted higher, softly caressing and squeezing her small, perky breasts. Waves of ecstasy rippled through her, blending warmth and delicate pressure as she quivered in delight. She arched her back involuntarily as the soft, ghostly touch weaved its enchantment over her bosom. The fullness gradually increased, adding substantial mass and roundness while at the same time melting away. The feeling was intoxicating. Her perky B cups had now grown back to the ample bosom she had so desperately missed while undercover.

“Oh...What is going on?” she cried out softly, the sound laced with pleasure.

The ephemeral hands moved to her shoulders next and began pushing and pulling. Stretching them apart, adding strength and muscle, their touch was firm but gentle. Those broad shoulders of her enhanced form, a symbol of her power and presence, slowly began to return. She found her body welcoming the metamorphosis, her body yielding willingly. Katherine felt her posture shift, savoring the sensations of being sculpted back to the form she’d relished since she had first discovered the spell all those years ago.



The ethereal caress traced down her arms next, molding and shaping until they regained their powerful, athletic definition. Simultaneously, it felt like her fingers were being pulled on, extending them, increasing their strength. Katherine wiggled them experimentally, enjoying the renewed strength. It felt so strange, shrinking yet returning to her enhanced form at the same time. She hadn’t even known this was possible.



The ghostly touch descended, molding and stretching her lower limbs. The sensation was peculiar - a concurrent force of compression and extension. Her powerful legs and toned thighs, which had once turned heads as she strode through the office, returned to their familiar athletic form, despite their gradual reduction in scale.



The mysterious energy flowed down to her toes, its ethereal caress causing her to let out an involuntary laugh. Her toes curled defensively, instinctively trying to protect themselves from the ticklish touch. It glided across her soles, every delicate touch sending tremors through her shrinking body.

“Oh!” Katherine squirmed on the floor, unable to contain her laughter as the magical energy danced across her vulnerable feet. The tingling sensation intensified, and Katherine gripped the nearby chair as waves of ticklish pleasure coursed through her body. Each ghostly stroke across her arches drew forth more giggles, her composure crumbling in the face of such overwhelming sensations.

“Stop, please,” she gasped between fits of laughter, though she knew the spell wouldn’t listen. The magical hands persisted, reducing her height with methodical care. Katherine’s whole body trembled with the effort of enduring such exquisite ticklish torment. She felt herself shrinking further, probably below three feet now.

Without warning, the ethereal touches shifted upward from her feet, traveling along her legs before she had reached her intended shrunken height. Their touch now playful rather than transformative. The abrupt change left her confused.

Katherine struggled to make sense of the change. “What could this mean?” she wondered silently.

An ethereal swat connected with her magically-altered bottom, causing Katherine to startle at the unanticipated touch. She let out a high-pitched yelp, its resonance sounding peculiar in the increasingly vast office space. Another phantom slap, more forceful this time, struck her diminutive posterior, drawing a sharp intake of breath as the tingling sensation spread throughout her partially-reduced form. When she instinctively tried to protect herself, the spectral fingers flipped her over, preventing her defensive reaction. They lingered on her bottom for a moment, tracing the curve of her now-petite rear before venturing further.

“Oh my, the spell really didn’t like my meddling,” she whispered breathlessly.

Katherine shifted on the floor, her breath catching in her throat as the ethereal touch reached the delicate skin between her legs. A wave of heat pulsed through her core, the unexpected intimacy making her squirm. The spectral hands began to explore her most sensitive area, their touch feather-light at first. Katherine gasped, her body tensing in anticipation. The sensations reminded her of how Maya had dominated her that fateful weekend.

“Oh my god...” she whispered.

A soft moan escaped her lips, the sound muffled by the plush carpet beneath her cheek. The fingers continued their exploration, their touch growing more insistent as they delved deeper into her moist heat. A low groan rumbled in Katherine’s chest, the pleasure building with each stroke. They entered her, driving her wild. It had been so long since she had been touched like this, so long since she had allowed herself to be so vulnerable. The ghostly fingers stretched her, filling her completely, mimicking the way Maya had so expertly dominated her. A gasp escaped her, her fingers digging into the rug as the pleasure intensified. Her body convulsed, wave after wave of intense pleasure washing over her, each one stronger than the last, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She was lost in the sensation, her mind a whirl of pure, unadulterated bliss. This was even better than she remembered. It was almost too much, yet she couldn’t bring herself to want it to stop.

Katherine’s eyes snapped open at the sound of the door creaking. The ghostly hands lingered for a moment, their touch now soothing. Then she felt them slowly dissipate, as if someone’s presence had forced them away.

Katherine looked up from the floor, staring at the door. There stood Ava, mouth agape, staring at her diminutive form drowning in oversized clothes. The irony wasn’t lost on her - she’d come to trap Maya, only to fall victim to the very spell she’d wanted to use against her. Here she was, naked, shrunken, with vulnerable feet exposed, and wrapped up like a little gift by the spell for Ava. She took a deep breath, not sure what was going to happen next or what the spell had in store for her next.

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Chapter 9

“What the hell, Katy? You... you just shrank! And you’re like two feet tall!” Ava’s voice trembled with disbelief. “And your appearance is completely different! Your tits are huge! And your face…It’s like you’re someone else!”

Katherine’s heart raced. Of course Ava would notice the changes. Her natural form bore little resemblance to her enhanced self.

“I don’t know what happened,” Katherine managed, struggling to sit up in her with her heavy clothes now weighing her down.

“I don’t believe you!” Ava stepped closer, her eyes wide with anger. “You’re just like Maya. The same thing happens to her. She shrinks too!” A light went off in Ava’s head as she put everything together. “Wait a second. You sent me that email! You’ve been manipulating me this whole time! I thought we were friends!”

With her plan discovered, Katherine found herself vulnerable in a way she hadn’t foreseen. She’d planned to guide Ava from the shadows, not reveal herself like this. The spell had other ideas, apparently.

“And I know your face! I’ve seen you on television before. You’re Maya’s rival. The one she hates so much. Katy isn’t even your real name!” Ava said, hurt in her voice from being manipulated.

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” Katherine lied, pulling her oversized blouse tighter around her shoulders. “You have to help me! Figure out why this happened!”

The younger woman’s lips curved into a predatory smile that sent chills down Katherine’s spine. “Oh, we’re going to figure out what happened,” Ava growled, stepping closer. “And you’re going to tell me everything. You shouldn’t have manipulated me like this! I really thought we were friends. I want to learn about you, your magic, and Maya’s connection to all this. And you’re going to tell me whether you like it or not.”

Katherine tried to scramble backward in her oversized clothes, but she tangled herself in the fabric. Her newly shrunken frame struggled against the material that had fit perfectly just minutes ago.

“I really know nothing!” Katherine protested, cursing inwardly at how unconvincing she sounded.

Ava reached down and pinched Katherine’s butt through the oversized material, making her yelp. “Really? Because I’ve been watching Maya for weeks now, trying to figure out how to get those boots off. Then suddenly you show up, pretending to be sweet little Katy from accounting, and now here you are, shrinking just like Maya does. And you were always trying to get me to learn more, pushing me to look into Maya’s strange behavior. You were scheming this whole time!”

Katherine squirmed as Ava’s grip tightened around her. The spell had left her at Ava’s mercy, and she could still feel phantom tingles dancing across her skin where the ethereal hands had recently touched her. Her body was hypersensitive, and even Ava’s firm pinch had sent shivers of pleasure through her.

“Please,” Katherine whispered, genuine fear creeping into her voice.

She hadn’t planned for this at all. The spell had completely upended her careful manipulations, exposing her at the worst moment. Katherine’s heart raced as panic set in. She turned to flee, her bare feet padding against the cold floor, but the massive pile of her former clothing tangled around her ankles. She stumbled forward, arms spinning as she lost her balance.

“Oh, no!” she yelped as she tumbled face-first onto the carpet. The fall left her exposed, diminutive form sprawled awkwardly on the ground.

Ava’s rich laughter filled the office. “Having some trouble there, little one?”

Heat rushed to Katherine’s cheeks as she scrambled to her feet, darting toward the door. Her small hands grasped the handle, twisting desperately, but it wouldn’t budge. Locked.

“Come on, Katy,” Ava called out, her voice thick with amusement. “Do you really want to run around the office nude at two feet tall? What if the cleaning crew sees you? Now get over here. We have things to discuss.”

Katherine pressed her back against the door, her hands once again trying to preserve what little modesty she could. She glanced at the windows showing the city skyline, then back at Ava’s towering form. The reality of her situation sank in.

Katherine took hesitant steps toward Ava, her bare feet sinking into the carpet fibers. Each step made her increasingly aware of her new size - or lack thereof. Ava’s kneeling form towered over her like a goddess, making Katherine feel absolutely tiny in comparison.

“That’s it, come closer,” she teased, her voice carrying a dangerous edge that made Katherine shiver.

Katherine’s mind raced as she tried to process what had happened. This wasn’t right. This kind of transformation shouldn’t have been possible. The Spell of Domination’s weakness is exploitable only while someone actively maintains it. Katherine knew she hadn’t cast it recently. She was in her natural form when the shrinking started. Yet here she stood, reduced to a little over two feet in height, completely vulnerable before Ava.

With no warning, Ava suddenly reached forward and picked her up. It all happened so fast that Katherine was taken completely by surprise. Ava’s huge hands had closed around her waist and effortlessly swept her off her feet. Rising to her feet, she cupped Katherine’s behind with one arm and held the little auburn-haired beauty against her breasts. Katherine struggled against her firm grip, her tiny hands pushing futilely against the giant fingers wrapped around her midsection. The indignity of being held like a baby by this meek secretary, completely naked, made her cheeks burn with humiliation.

“Let me go!” Katherine yelled, her voice sounding small even to her own ears. She twisted and squirmed, but Ava’s grasp remained unshakeable. Katherine stared up at Ava’s looming face, her heart pounding. Being held like this was utterly humiliating. Her diminutive form was completely at the mercy of someone who should have been her pawn.

“But Ava,” Katherine said, “I know nothing. This is crazy!” Her tiny voice quivered as she dangled in Ava’s grip, hating how unconvincing she sounded even to herself.

“Don’t lie to me, Katy. I know you tampered with the door. And that anonymous email about Maya’s secret? That was you too, wasn’t it?” Ava’s other hand came up to stroke Katherine’s auburn hair, the gesture somehow both soothing and threatening. “Now, why don’t you tell me the truth about this spell, and what you really want with Maya? Why were you manipulating me this whole time?”

“But Ava!” Katherine cried, before being cut off.

A colossal finger pressed against Katherine’s mouth, cutting off her protests. “Shhhh,” Ava crooned with patronizing sweetness, treating her like a cranky toddler. “There’s no reason to be so difficult. I caught you. You’re going to start from the beginning,” Ava commanded, her voice thundering from above. “Tell me everything about this spell and how you were involved in it.”

“You’re crazy,” Katherine shot back, struggling against the firm grip around her waist. “Let me go!”

The giantess’s gaze turned menacing as she glared down. “Katy, I won’t tolerate any more deception or manipulation of any kind. Do I make myself clear? I’m tired of being manipulated and talked down to by powerful women. It’s my turn to be in charge.”

“You’re making a huge mistake! I really know nothing,” Katherine protested, her tiny fists pounding against Ava’s fingers. “Stop acting crazy and put me down!”

“Ah, Katy. I had a feeling we’d end up here,” Ava remarked, her head swaying side to side. “I have to admit I wanted to do this with Maya, but you will be a nice appetizer before the main course.”

Before Katherine could respond, Ava’s hand came down sharply on her exposed backside. Katherine cried out, the sting radiating through her miniaturized form.

“When this punishment is over,” Ava declared firmly, “you will tell me everything. And if you’d prefer to avoid another spanking after this one is over, you’ll call me mistress from now on, little pet.” Ava emphasized her last point with another sharp smack against her upturned rear, making it clear that Katherine would face additional discipline unless she used the proper title of respect.

Katherine bit her lip, fighting back tears of frustration and pain. This wasn’t how things were supposed to go. She was the puppet master, not the puppet! Yet here she dangled, powerless in Ava’s grasp as she was spanked mercilessly, her carefully laid plans crumbling around her.

Katherine squirmed helplessly as Ava’s palm crashed down against her bare skin again and again. Each impact sent waves of stinging pain radiating through her diminutive form. The steady rhythm of smacks echoed through the office, punctuated by Katherine’s cries and yelps.

“One... two... three...” Katherine tried counting the strikes at first, desperate to maintain some semblance of control. But the relentless assault on her tender, little cheeks soon overwhelmed her ability to keep track. The spanking continued well past ten strikes, each one seemingly harder than the last.

Ava’s massive hand felt like it covered Katherine’s entire backside with each strike. There was no escaping the punishment; no way to twist or turn to avoid the next smack. Her tiny fists beat uselessly against Ava’s fingers as she tried to free herself.

Katherine’s body betrayed her with each stinging slap. Though she twisted and struggled in Ava’s grip, warmth pooled between her legs. The humiliation of being spanked like a naughty child while completely naked only heightened her arousal.

“Are you ready to be honest with me?” Ava’s voice boomed from above, punctuating the question with another firm swat.

“Please... stop,” Ava whimpered, but her body told a different story. Each impact sent dual waves of pain and pleasure coursing through her diminutive form. Her breasts bounced with each strike, nipples hardening despite her protests. The ethereal touches from earlier had left her hypersensitive, and now every strike seemed to feed directly into her arousal.

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” Ava’s voice held a note of amused discovery. “Your tiny body is practically begging for more.”

Katherine burned with shame at being so exposed, so vulnerable. Yet she couldn’t deny the electric tension building within her. Each spank sent shivers of pleasure mingling with the sting, making her gasp and squirm for reasons beyond just pain.

“N-no,” Katherine lied, her voice breathy and unconvincing, even to her own ears. But her body told the truth - she was dripping with arousal, her thighs slick with evidence of her enjoyment.

The next strike landed particularly hard, drawing a moan from Katherine that had nothing to do with pain. Desperate to hide her growing excitement, she pressed her thighs together; however, at her current size, Ava could see everything, especially how wet and turned on her diminutive captive was.

“Please, please, no more mistress! Release me please!” Katherine begged, squirming and writhing across Ava’s lap as she attempted to shield her throbbing backside from her colossal captor’s punishing palm. Her auburn hair fell in disarray around her face as she struggled.

“It doesn’t work that way,” Ava said firmly as she dealt another blistering blow. The sharp sound echoed through the room. “We’re finished when I’m finished. You were manipulating me, and now you need to be punished.”

“Ok! Ok! I’ll tell you everything!” Katherine sobbed, her voice cracking with desperation. “I promise!”

“Fine. But just to drive the message home,” Ava teased before administering one last scorching swat and placing the weeping, shrunken woman on the floor with an unexpected tenderness.

Ava studied Katherine’s tiny form for several heartbeats before breaking the silence. “Will you be truthful going forward? No more lies?” She guided Katherine’s face upward with a single fingertip beneath her jaw, forcing their eyes to meet. Tears fell from Katherine’s green eyes as she gave a meek nod of compliance.

“Good. Take a seat over there. I need to think for a moment. Then we’ll discuss exactly what you were attempting to accomplish.”

Katherine wavered briefly while taking in the size of the immense office.

“Now!” Ava’s command thundered from above, causing Katherine to startle.

Wrapping her arms over her chastened rear defensively, Katherine darted towards the plush leather couch, her petite form trembling with each hurried step across the office floor.

Katherine’s heart raced as she sat naked on the couch, her bottom still stinging from Ava’s firm discipline. After a few moments, a commanding voice echoed through the room, demanding answers about her plans.

“All right Katy. You’ll share every detail of your scheme and name any accomplices. If I sense even a hint of deception, you’ll find yourself back across my lap for another lesson.”

“I’m the one who sent you that message about Maya,” said Katherine. “I’m her former boss - the one she used the spell against years ago. In exchange for letting me grow back, I taught her the spell, and she has used it ever since.”

Katherine leaned back on the couch, meeting Ava’s wide-eyed stare with a calm smile.

“I’ve been watching Maya for years, waiting for the right moment,” Katherine explained. “When I saw you, I knew you’d be perfect to help bring her down a notch. The spell has a mind of its own, and somehow I knew you were the one who would do to Maya what she did to me.”

“But why me?” Ava asked.

“Because you remind me of myself and Maya before we discovered the spell, overlooked, underestimated. Maya needs to learn she can’t keep treating people like this.”

“How did you stay hidden as Katy all this time?” Ava asked, leaning forward. “Maya never suspected?”

Katherine laughed softly. “The spell preserves your enhanced form’s age, but in our natural state, we look as young as when we first cast it. That’s why I looked like I was in my early twenties. Maya’s too caught up in her own power to notice her secretary pool carefully. Besides, some hair dye and contacts go a long way.”

“What exactly do you want me to do?”

“Simple. You’ve already figured out her weakness. Those boots protect her feet because tickling them triggers the spell’s shrinking. One solid tickle session and she’ll shrink down, completely at your mercy.” Katherine’s voice carried the weight of experience. “Just like she did to me years ago.”

“And you’re sure this will work?”

“Trust me, I’ve been on both sides of this spell. The tickling creates an overwhelming sensation. She’ll be helpless to stop it once you start.”

“And it just makes you have submissive desires? So it makes you crave it?”

Katherine leaned forward, her voice dropping to a knowing whisper. “Yes. The spell has a peculiar way of balancing things. The more dominant you become, the more intensely those submissive desires grow inside you. I felt it myself when Maya discovered my secret. Something about her… I knew she was the one who would make me submit. The spell... it creates these connections.”

“Then you believe she desires… this?” Ava motioned toward Katherine’s diminutive form.

A knowing smile spread across Katherine’s lips as she watched understanding dawn in Ava’s eyes. “Maya feels the same pull toward you now. Every time she catches you staring at her boots, it stirs something deep inside her. Those moments when your eyes linger - they’re driving her wild with need. She’s fighting it, of course. That’s why she’s been especially harsh lately, trying to reassert her dominance. But I guarantee you, when she’s alone at night in her bed, she’s thinking about you. About what it would feel like to be small and helpless in your hands.”

“Exquisite,” Ava purred seductively. “The great and powerful Maya yearns to become a helpless, tiny plaything. And I bet she tries so hard to fight her desires.”

“The more cruelly she treats people, the stronger these urges become. It’s the spell’s way of maintaining balance. She has placed herself at the very top, which means her submissive desires must be absolutely overwhelming by now.”

“And what about you? Why are you in your enhanced form?” Ava’s eyes narrowed with curiosity.

Katherine let out a defeated sigh. “Honestly, I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?” Ava said. “I told you no more deception and what the punishment would be for that.”

Katherine shifted uncomfortably on the couch. “Honestly, I don’t know,” she said, annoyed. “But if I had to guess, I think the spell wanted to discipline me by giving me to you to punish me further.” She gestured at her feet. “Your feet are only susceptible to tickling and shrinking when you’re in your enhanced form. I think it wanted me to have that vulnerability with you. It has a mind of its own. It’s the price of getting all of its benefits, and it doesn’t like when you meddle in its plans.”

“Interesting.” Ava’s lips curved into a predatory smile. “So the spell gave you to me for punishment? Like you’re my present?”

“I guess,” Katherine muttered, her usual confidence wavering. “But you could also just grow me back, too. That’s another weakness. Once you’ve shrunk, only someone it has chosen can grow you back.”

“That’s fascinating and unbelievable. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.”

“So you’ll grow me back now?” Katherine said hopefully.

Not quite yet.” She fixed Katherine with a stern look. “And you left out nothing?”

Katherine swallowed hard, knowing she was completely at Ava’s mercy. Katherine bristled at how Ava was talking to her, but now wasn’t the time to let her pride get the better of her. “Nothing, I promise. Everything was in that email except my role. And now you know who I really am.”

Katherine’s heart leaped into her throat as Ava’s hands then swooped down and scooped her up without warning. The sudden elevation made her stomach lurch as she found herself in Ava’s warm hands, her shrunken little butt cupped gently in one of her palms.

“You’re so light,” Ava teased, turning her hands to examine Katherine from different angles. “Hard to believe you were once such a strong woman.”

“Please be careful,” Katherine said, hating how small and uncertain her voice sounded. “Seriously, this isn’t like you Ava! Please let me grow back! Then I can help you bring down Maya.”

Nope. Not quite yet.” Ava’s said with a hint of playful malice. “You and Maya think because you’re rich and powerful, you can just manipulate people. I think you need a lesson in humility, and clearly the spell agrees. Plus, seeing you so small like this, it does something to me. I don’t know if it’s the spell’s influence, but…”

Katherine shivered as Ava held her aloft, those piercing eyes studying her diminutive form with predatory interest. The cool air against her bare skin reminded her of just how vulnerable she was in this state.

“Now what to do with you,” Ava mused, a recognizable glint in her eye that made Katherine’s stomach flutter. “I know you like being shrunk and pleasured. That was pretty obvious from that spanking session a few minutes ago.”

Katherine tried to maintain her composure despite her compromising position. “Grow me back!” she demanded, though her tiny voice carried little authority.

“Like I said, not quite yet. Now where were we?” Katherine purred, moving one of her hands towards Katherine’s tiny form.

Katherine gasped as Ava’s index finger pressed against her tender, supple breast. Then she let out another as Ava’s fingertip circled her sensitive nipple, sending a jolt of electricity through her. Clearly enjoying Katherine’s involuntary reaction, Ava let out a playful laugh. She tried to squirm, to pull away, but Ava’s grip remained firm.

“Wh-what in the world are you up to?” Katherine demanded out, grasping the massive finger between her palms and shoving it back. “I told you everything. Now it’s time you grow me back!”

“I think I’m checking out the goods. I never thought I’d have a shrunken amazonian CEO in the palm of my hand before. Especially one as beautiful as you. I’ve actually seen you on television before, you know. I always had a bit of a crush on you,” Ava smiled as gently squeezed Katherine’s other pillowy breast, softly pulling, and delighting in its softness and the way her nipple had immediately stiffened at her touch.

“Goddamn it!” Katherine shrieked. “Will you just knock it off, you big pervert!”

Ava chuckled, “Don’t act like you didn’t come here to do exactly this same thing to Maya. If you’re calling me perverted, then you’re just as bad,” she teased with a playful wink.

Katherine fought back defiantly, kicking at Ava’s incoming digits, then punching and pushing against the giant fingers that insisted on fondling and toying with every one of her enhanced curves. Though she couldn’t possibly bring herself to admit it to Katherine, her body was literally aching for her attention. A soft moan escaped her lips, a sound she desperately tried to stifle but couldn’t quite contain. Each caress, every bounce and jiggle caused her nipples to send pulses of erotic pleasure surging through her entire body. Even as she struggled against Katherine’s playful assault, a part of her, a deeply hidden part, reveled in the attention.

“Oh, Ava, you wicked, wonderful woman. The spell chose correctly again,” she thought. “You have absolutely no idea what you’re doing to me. And I can’t wait until you do it to Maya, too.”

Though she tried to maintain her composure, her body betrayed her with visible trembling. The more she resisted, the more frustrated she became with her own reactions, her face burning hot with anger and embarrassment. She refused to give Ava the satisfaction of seeing how much the situation was affecting her, keeping her jaw clenched tight as she continued her stubborn defense.

“Are you having fun? Do you enjoy tormenting me like this?” the shrunken beauty shouted as she delivered a desperate kick at Ava’s breast, putting every ounce of her diminutive strength into the strike. The impact barely registered against the giantess’s soft flesh, serving only to make her massive breast bounce slightly, much to Katherine’s mounting frustration.

“Mhmm, actually yes, quite a lot! It’s even more fun than I expected!” Ava let out a playful laugh. “And it looks like you are, too.”

Another cry escaped Katherine’s throat as the horny giantess’s fingers slid sensually across her delicate, diminutive ass. Ava’s hands shifted between soft strokes, light spanks, and teasing pinches. Her bottom was still stinging sharply from its earlier punishment, each nerve ending a constant reminder of Ava’s vicious punishment of her backside. The diminutive woman couldn’t suppress the shudders coursing through her tiny frame, as the giantess’s hands also manipulated and caressed her shrunken bosom. She whimpered, her voice barely a squeak, as Ava continued to toy with her.

“You love this, don’t you!” Ava teased.

Katherine shook her head defiantly. “Grow me back, Ava! You’ve had your fun!” she yelled.

“You’re not very convincing. And remember, call me mistress,” Ava teased with a wink.

A warm puff of air from Ava’s lips grazed her nipple, making Katherine squirm and cry out in pleasure. She tried desperately to compose herself, to regain some semblance of her former commanding presence, but at this size, she was utterly powerless to resist. Her diminutive form shuddered violently as surges of pleasure consumed her. Though her green eyes flashed with defiance, her miniature body continued to tremble.

Ava’s touch lingered on Katherine’s hip, a possessive caress that sent a shiver down her spine. Despite the indignity of her situation, a familiar warmth continued to spread through her.

“You’re quite the delightful package, Katy. So responsive, so... reactive,” Ava whispered, her voice low and husky. With a swift motion, she flipped Katherine over, her shrunken form cradled in Ava’s enormous hand. The world turned upside down, and Katherine found herself staring at the floor, her bare bottom once again exposed.

“This enhanced booty of yours is lovely,” Ava purred seductively, her fingers tracing the curve of Katherine’s rear. The touch sent a jolt of pleasure through her. She bit her lip, fighting the urge to squirm under Ava’s gaze. It was humiliating, yet undeniably arousing.

Ava kneaded her flesh, exploring the firmness of her buttocks with a knowing touch. Katherine’s breath hitched. It was as if Ava knew exactly where to touch, how much pressure to apply, to elicit the most intense reaction. A whimper escaped her lips, a sound she immediately regretted.

Ava chuckled, the sound vibrating against Katherine’s skin. “Such a sensitive little thing, aren’t you?”

Then, without warning, Ava took two fingers and softly spread Katherine’s butt cheeks apart. The cool air of the room hit her sensitive, exposed skin, making her gasp.

She felt utterly exposed, her most intimate areas on full display for Ava’s amusement. “What are you...” Katherine protested, but the sensation of Ava’s warm breath blowing softly over that sensitive region between her cheeks cut her words off.

The sudden warmth was both startling and arousing, causing her to let out another involuntary moan. She felt Ava’s hot breath caress her rear. A long exhale that sent goosebumps rippling over her. Katherine gasped, her muscles tensing. The combination of the touch and the warm air against one of her most sensitive areas was overwhelming.

Ava laughed, the sound deep and throaty. “You like that, don’t you?” she teased, her breath continuing to caress between Katherine’s spread cheeks.

“Stop, it’s too much! Please, no more! Ohhhhh!” Katherine pleaded, squeezing her toned thighs together while squirming helplessly in Ava’s grasp. Her diminutive form trembled uncontrollably as waves of sensation overwhelmed her senses. The spell’s effects had heightened every touch to an almost unbearable degree, leaving her gasping and writhing. Her auburn hair clung damply to her forehead as she struggled against the overwhelming sensations coursing through her tiny frame.

“Please...” Katherine whispered, though she wasn’t sure what she was asking for. More? Less? An end to this torment?

Ava paused, her fingers stilling on Katherine’s hips. “Please what, Katy?” she asked, her voice laced with amusement. “What do you want from me?”

Katherine’s mind raced. What did she want? She wanted to regain control, to return to her powerful, enhanced form. Yet she couldn’t deny the thrill of being at Ava’s mercy, the exhilarating rush of being so completely and utterly overwhelmed by pleasurable sensations.

Ava turned her onto her back once more, drinking in the sight of her chest.

“By the way, your breasts are absolutely perfect,” Ava purred, her voice dripping with a predatory satisfaction that made Katherine’s skin tingle. “So full and firm.”

She wanted to turn away, to hide herself from the scrutinizing gaze, but her body seemed to betray her with every passing moment, responding to each calculated caress with embarrassing sensitivity. Katherine could do nothing but softly moan and squirm helplessly as waves of pleasure from her sensitive breasts engulfed her. A surge of warmth flooded through her body, sending shivers across her flesh while her breathing grew shallow and ragged.

A delicate tremor ran through her as Katherine observed Ava move her hand downward, tracing her finger along her belly, tickling her belly button and inching toward her most intimate area, which was dripping with arousal. Anticipation coiled in her belly, a mixture of excitement and trepidation, as she wondered what Ava intended to do next. Would she actually touch her there? The thought alone sent another jolt of pleasure through her.

Katherine’s breath caught in her throat as she gazed up at Ava, a mixture of anticipation and trepidation coiling in her belly. “What... what are you doing now?” she whispered, hesitation coloring her words.

“Oh, nothing I think you won’t like. I’m just checking something,” Ava responded, her finger tracing a path between Katherine’s trembling legs. “You have such a gorgeous little pussy,” Ava purred. “I wonder what it feels like and how turned on you are right now. I just have to know!”

“Stop it!” Katherine gasped, swatting at the invasive finger as it pressed against her damp core. The shrunken beauty writhed and clenched her legs as firmly as possible, yet proved powerless to stop the massive finger’s determined journey towards her dripping wet coochie.

Katherine’s body trembled with need as Ava’s finger stopped and rested right above her most intimate spot, her arousal clear and impossible to hide. She bucked her hips involuntarily, desperate for something, anything, to relieve the tension building within her. The feeling was excruciating, yet thrilling, a terrifying blend of pleasure and panic. She fought against her own desires, torn between wanting more and maintaining some semblance of dignity.

“My, my! Someone’s quite aroused,” Ava teased, her tone rich with mockery.

The observation sent a wave of shame flooding through Katherine’s face. She couldn’t suppress the tiny moan that slipped from her throat, which only widened Ava’s patronizing grin. Katherine clenched her eyelids tight, humiliated by her physical response.

Ava then ran her finger over the front of Katherine’s wet snatch, the light touching a stark contrast to the intense pressure building within her. Katherine bucked her hips again, a desperate plea for more substantial contact. The feeling was excruciating. She yearned for Ava’s touch, craved the release that seemed just out of reach, but only the teasing continued, each stroke of Ava’s finger driving her further into a frenzy of desperate need. A whimper escaped her lips. She closed her eyes, trying to will herself to calm down, but her body throbbed with an undeniable, insistent need.

Then suddenly, the warmth of Ava’s touch disappeared as she withdrew her finger. Katherine found herself being lowered, her tiny form deposited onto the smooth surface of Maya’s desk. The abrupt end to the intimate contact left her feeling oddly bereft and confused.

“What are you doing?” Katherine asked suspiciously, her voice unsteady as she tried to regain her composure while covering herself with her hands.

Ava’s lips curved into that infuriating smirk. “What? You said to stop,” she teased, leaning back in her chair. “So I stopped. I’ve had my fun and revenge, and I think you’ve learned your lesson. You said the spell gave you to me to punish you, so I punished you. Even though I think you loved every second of my ‘punishment’.”

Katherine sat there, naked and frustrated, her body still thrumming with unfulfilled desire. Ava’s sudden shift from passionate dominance to casual dismissal left her reeling, uncertain how to respond to this latest power play.

Ava, with a teasingly raised eyebrow and wink, said, “Now I’ll restore you, and off you go home.”

Katherine didn’t know what to say in response. Her body ached with unfulfilled desire as she stood there, naked and exposed. At just over two feet tall, she felt every inch of her smallness next to Ava’s towering form.

“Unless you want to come home with me,” Ava teased, her voice rich with the promise of pleasures to come. “And continue where we left off. And then we can discuss helping you get revenge on Maya. This spell… I’ve never felt that way before. I never had the desire to take what I wanted like that. And with Maya, I have to do the same.”

“Yes,” said Katherine. “It brings out your innermost desires. It can’t make you do anything you don’t want to do, but it makes it hard to resist. And giving in feels so good.”

“So, you’ll come home with me? Continue our fun?” Ava teased while raising an eyebrow. “Don’t deny how badly you want it.”

Katherine stood on shaky legs, her diminutive form not even reaching Ava’s waist. Though exposed and powerless, an electric excitement rippled within her at the seductive offer. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d surrendered herself so completely. Far too many days had passed since she’d relinquished command of herself to another.

On trembling legs, Katherine managed a nod. Her pride warred with her desire, but in this moment, desire won.

“However,” Ava’s smile turned predatory, “you’re too big to sneak out of here. Give me those delicate little feet. I need to shrink you down to six inches.”

Heart racing, Katherine climbed onto the sleek leather office couch, her small frame sinking into the cushions. She stretched out and spread her legs, making her feet accessible for Ava’s touch, feeling vulnerable yet willing. The anticipation of what was to come - both the shrinking and whatever Ava had planned - made her breath catch in her throat. Her fingers gripped the armrest tightly, her knuckles whitening as she tried to steady her trembling form.

Ava’s fingers approached her sensitive soles, and Katherine braced herself for the inevitable surge of sensations that would reduce her even smaller.

Katherine’s world exploded in sensation as Ava’s fingers found her feet. Her diminutive form writhed on the leather couch, each stroke of Ava’s fingertips sending electric pulses through her body. The tickling sensation wasn’t just on her feet - it resonated through her entire body, mixing with waves of pleasure that made coherent thought impossible.

She felt herself shrinking, but the sensation blurred with the overwhelming ecstasy coursing through her. Her moans grew higher-pitched as her form dwindled, yet she couldn’t focus on her decreasing size. Each nerve ending was alive with excitement as Ava’s expert touch continued.

The leather beneath her seemed to expand, growing more vast with each passing second. Katherine’s body shuddered with multiple orgasms, her enhanced form making every sensation more intense as she continued to shrink. She lost all sense of time, lost in a haze of pleasure and tickling sensations.

When Ava finally stopped, Katherine lay panting on the now-enormous couch. Looking up, she realized she was barely taller than Ava’s finger. The office now loomed impossibly large compared to her six-inch frame.

“It’s time to go home, my pet,” Ava’s voice boomed from above, as she extended her palm for Katherine to hop on.

Katherine’s tiny form trembled with aftershocks of pleasure as she looked up at her new mistress. “Yes mistress, but we’re going to my place” she squeaked, climbing onto Ava’s waiting hand.

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Chapter 10

Katherine felt every subtle movement as Ava carried her through the penthouse apartment’s grand entrance. From her tiny perspective nestled in Ava’s warm palm, the familiar space took on new dimensions. The high ceilings soared above, taller than the tallest skyscraper. Her expensive modern art pieces loomed like billboards, and her carefully curated furniture resembled enormous sculptures.

“This place is incredible,” Ava said, in awe of how fancy Katherine’s apartment was. Her free hand traced along the Italian marble countertops of Katherine’s designer kitchen. “I guess being the boss pays well.”

Katherine shivered, naked in Ava’s palm, her makeshift dress not enough to keep her warm on this chilly evening. The cold air raised goosebumps on her miniature form. She watched Ava’s face as the younger woman took in the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking Central Park and the crystal chandelier that made the apartment look even more opulent.

“I’ve never been somewhere so nice before,” said Ava. “This is incredible.”

“The bedroom’s down that hall,” Katherine called up, her voice tiny but her intentions clear. She couldn’t help but notice how Ava’s eyes lit up at that suggestion. The gentle swaying motion as Ava walked made Katherine’s stomach flutter in anticipation of what was to come.

“Such a big bed for such a tiny thing,” Ava mused as they entered the master bedroom. She lowered her palm to the king-sized mattress, but didn’t release Katherine just yet.

Katherine’s heart raced as she looked up at Ava’s towering form. From six inches tall, the young secretary who had so thoroughly dominated her now seemed like a goddess, powerful and beautiful. Katherine hadn’t felt this vulnerable, or more aroused, since her weekend with Maya.

Ava set Katherine down on the bed, the soft sheets warm beneath her bare feet. “So, we’re finally here.”

“I guess we are.” Katherine crossed her arms, trying to maintain some dignity despite her diminutive size. “Only because I wanted to make sure Maya gets shrunk.”

A knowing smirk spread across Ava’s face as she leaned down, bringing her face close to Katherine’s level, her perfume enveloping her senses. “You don’t expect me to believe that Katy, do you?”

Heat crept up Katherine’s neck. “I-“

“You wanted this.” Ava’s voice dropped to a sultry purr. “You love being shrunk and pleasured and being submissive. Like you said, the spell just brings it out even more.”

Katherine’s shoulders slumped, her carefully maintained facade cracking. “Fine. Maybe I wanted this. But I didn’t think it would actually happen.” Ava’s laughter sent tremors through Katherine’s small body.

“I think I’ll get more comfortable,” teased Ava seductively.

Katherine watched in rapt attention as Ava slipped out of her conservative work attire. The secretary’s movements were deliberate, teasing; so different from her usual shy demeanor at the office. The events of this evening had brought out something new in her.

Her blazer dropped to the floor, followed by her cream silk blouse. From Katherine’s tiny vantage point, Ava’s natural beauty took on an almost mythic quality. Her pale skin glowed in the soft bedroom lighting. Though not as curvaceous as Katherine’s enhanced form, Ava’s figure was exquisite in its own right. Her perky B-cup breasts strained against a simple white bra before she unhooked it, letting it fall away. Her stomach was flat and toned, with just the slightest feminine softness around her hips.

Katherine felt her breath catch as Ava stepped out of her skirt. The young woman’s face held none of the uncertainty she showed at work. Her expression was confident, almost predatory. At around twenty-three, she had the fresh-faced beauty of youth combined with a growing sensual awareness that made Katherine’s tiny heart race.

Ava’s blonde hair fell in waves past her shoulders as she removed her hair tie, transforming her from efficient secretary to seductress. Her pretty features - high cheekbones, full lips, and bright eyes - took on a sultry look as she gazed down at Katherine’s diminutive form.

Standing there in just her panties, Ava’s body was mesmerizing to the shrunken woman. Katherine had to admit, despite preferring her own amplified curves, there was something utterly captivating about Ava’s natural beauty. She had the perfect girl next door look, and she knew how to flaunt it.

“Is this what you’ve wanted to see for all these months?” Ava’s voice, a teasing whisper, snapped Katherine out of her trance. “And at this size?” Ava’s eyes glittered with amusement, seeming to see right through her.

Ava stepped closer, her naked form looming over Katherine. The air stirred, carrying with it the scent of her perfume, warm and subtly sweet. Katherine felt dizzy, the world spinning around her. She reached out a hand, almost involuntarily, her fingers brushing against the smooth skin of Ava’s thigh. It felt like warm silk. She traced the curve of Ava’s hip, her touch light as a feather.

“Don’t be shy, Katy,” Ava murmured, her voice thick with amusement. “You can do more than look.” Her hand reached down, gently scooping Katherine up and bringing her in contact with her giant body.

Her heart raced as Ava’s fingers gently enveloped her, lifting her up towards the lovely curves of her breasts. The sheer scale of her body was overwhelming, and Katherine couldn’t help but stare in awe at the pale, supple flesh that loomed before her.

“Don’t be shy,” Ava purred, her voice low and sultry. “Take a closer look.”

Tentatively, Katherine reached out, her fingertips brushing against the soft skin. It was warm and velvety, and she marveled at the way the flesh seemed to yield to her touch. Glancing up, she saw Ava watching her intently, her lips turning into a coy smile.

“That’s it,” Ava encouraged, her breath tickling Katherine’s skin. “Explore to your heart’s content.”

Emboldened, Katherine let her hands roam, tracing the gentle curves and contours of Ava’s breasts. The sheer size of them was dizzying, and she found herself captivated by the way they moved and shifted with her every breath.

“You like what you see, don’t you?” Ava teased, her fingers trailing along Katherine’s back. “I can tell you’ve been wanting this for a long time.”

Katherine felt her face flush with heat, but she couldn’t deny the truth in her words. She had been fascinated by Ava’s body from the moment they had first met, and now, to be this close, to have the opportunity to touch and explore was overwhelming.

“Well, then,” Ava teased, her hand gently scooping up Katherine’s body. “It’s time to get a little more... intimate.”

Katherine’s breath caught in her throat as Ava began to undress her, peeling away the makeshift dress until she stood naked on the vast expanse of Ava's body. The sensation of the soft skin beneath her feet, the warmth of Ava’s breath on her skin, it was all too much, and Katherine felt a thrill of excitement and trepidation coursing through her.

Katherine steadied herself, her small hands pressed against the warm expanse of Ava’s skin. The world stretched vast around her, her own bedroom ceiling soaring like a cathedral dome overhead. Her heart thundered in her chest. She loved how she felt, so exposed, so vulnerable. Completely at Ava’s mercy.

“Are you ready?” Her voice came out smaller than intended, barely a whisper.

Ava’s laugh rumbled through her body, sending tremors beneath Katherine’s feet. “Shouldn’t I be asking you that question?” Her finger traced along her spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake. “After all, this is your fantasy. You’re the one who wanted this. Deep down you knew your meddling would bring you here.”

Heat bloomed across Ava’s cheeks. The role reversal wasn’t lost on her. “You better not be like this with Maya when you have her like this.”

“Like what?” Ava asked with a smirk.

“So gentle. I want her spanked and chastened and dominated. I know she wants it too. She’ll love it” says Katherine petulantly.

“There’s no need for concern about that,” Ava replied with a knowing smile that made Katherine’s skin tingle. “Maya will get what she deserves - and what she wants, she added with a wink.”

Katherine’s heart pounded against her chest as she stood before Ava, her body a mere 6 inches tall. She gazed up in awe at the younger woman’s lovely figure, her eyes drawn inexorably to Ava’s perky breasts just mere inches away, which now seemed as imposing as twin mountains from her diminished perspective.

“I... I’m ready,” Katherine said, her voice high-pitched and trembling, hating how uncertain she sounded compared to her usual commanding tone.

Ava’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “Look at you, trying to be so brave.” Her finger traced the curve of Ava’s hip. “Still playing the dominant CEO even when you’re small enough to fit in my palm.”

Ava’s ruby lips curved into a self-satisfied smirk, her perfectly made-up face looming above like that of a goddess. “I knew you wanted this the whole time, Katy. As soon as I saw how you responded to my spankings, I knew you wanted this.” She leaned forward, her breasts swaying tantalizingly close. You just needed a little push."

Ava felt heat rise to her cheeks, both from annoyance and undeniable arousal. Her pride warred with her desires as she stood there, barely taller than Ava’s finger. “Don’t gloat,” she huffed, even as her eyes hungrily drank in the sight before her.

“See something you like?” Ava’s voice rumbled from above, rich with amusement. “They’re quite different from down there, aren’t they?”

“Go ahead,” Ava purred, her voice rich and deep from above. “Touch them. I know you want to.”

Katherine’s breath caught in her throat. At her diminutive size, each step forward felt momentous, like approaching a magnificent monument of femininity.

Her shrunken hands pressed tentatively against Ava’s breasts, feeling tiny and every one of her six inches compared to the vast expanse of flesh before her. The warmth of Ava’s skin radiated like a comforting blanket, and Katherine felt the gentle rise and fall of her breathing, each movement creating subtle shifts in the landscape around her.

“They’re so...” Katherine's mind fumbled for words, all her usual analytical detachment deserting her.

“Different from this perspective?” Ava shifted slightly, causing her perky breasts to jiggle. The movement nearly knocked Katherine off balance. “You’re adorable when you’re flustered, Katy”

Katherine pressed both palms flat against her breasts, feeling the firm weight beneath. Her fingers splayed wide, yet could barely cover a fraction of what she touched.

“I never imagined it would be me with you like this three weeks ago. It was supposed to be Maya…” Katherine’s voice trailed off as Ava leaned forward slightly, bringing more of herself within reach. The motion made Katherine’s head spin, her world tilting as those magnificent curves dominated her field of vision.

“Oh, I think you did imagine this,” Ava’s tone dripped with satisfaction. “Many times.”

“Okay maybe I did”, admits Katherine. “With the spell, you just can’t help it.”

Katherine felt a thrill of anticipation as Ava gently lifted her into the air, bringing her closer. Despite the warmth of Ava’s breath, Katherine found herself shivering slightly, her body tingling with expectation.

Ava delicately cradled Katherine in her hands, bringing her close with utmost care. She held her gently, treating her diminutive form like a precious treasure. The warmth of Ava’s breath washed over Katherine, making her feel dizzy with the sheer scale of their size difference.

Katherine trembled involuntarily as Ava’s careful attention made her acutely aware of her vulnerability. She quivered slightly in her secure grasp, overwhelmed by pleasurable sensations. Then, Ava effortlessly spread Katherine’s tiny legs apart with two fingers and tenderly brought the tip of her tongue into contact with Katherine’s shrunken pussy, causing her to gasp audibly. After lingering there for a few seconds, Ava ran her tongue over every inch of Katherine’s naked and exposed body, before bringing it back to her groin and resuming pleasuring her shrunken kitty. It felt both rough and exciting against her soft skin, and the sensations were so intense, so overwhelming at her diminutive size, that she could barely process them.

However, at her miniature scale, the massive tongue proved far too imprecise to deliver the delicate touch Katherine desperately yearned for.

Ava’s tongue felt enormous against her shrunken form. Pleasurable, yes, but... lacking. It was like trying to scratch an itch with a feather duster. She needed something more, something precise. She squirmed in Ava’s grasp, a frustrated whimper escaping her lips.

“Mmm, enjoying this, are we?” Ava chuckled, her warm breath tickling Katherine's skin.

Ava could only nod, her tiny head bobbing against Ava’s palm. More. She craved a focused intensity that Ava’s large tongue simply couldn’t provide. She needed friction, pressure, a pinpoint touch that could send her spiraling.

Katherine squirmed against Ava’s tongue, the sensations overwhelming yet somehow not enough. “Stop,” she called out, her tiny voice barely audible.

Ava immediately pulled back, concern on her face. “What’s wrong?”

“Please, go to my top drawer and get out that little black box.” Katherine’s heart raced as she watched Ava gently place her on the bed.

The loss of contact left Katherine aching, her miniature body tingling with need as she watched Ava cross the room. The secretary’s graceful movements made her seem even more erotic and imposing from this perspective.

Ava opened the drawer and lifted out a small ornate box. Inside, nestled in velvet, lay an array of perfectly crafted toys, each sized specifically for a shrunken woman.

“Grab the purple one,” Katherine directed, her cheeks flushing. The toy in question was sleek, dark purple, and undeniably phallic. At her current size, it seemed almost obscene in its miniature perfection, yet it was exactly what she needed.

“Oh my, you naughty girl.” Ava’s eyes sparkled with delight as she lifted the toy. “This isn’t the first time you’ve done this.”

Katherine felt her face burn hotter. “Well, the spell gives me needs,” she mumbled, avoiding Ava’s knowing gaze. “I can’t help it.”

“Can’t help it?” Ava teased, twirling the tiny toy between her fingers. “Or don’t want to help it? How many times have you used this little collection of yours?”

“Just a few times,” Katherine insisted, her tiny voice barely carrying across the vast expanse of the bed.

Ava laughed. She held up the box, examining the collection of perfectly crafted miniature toys with obvious amusement. “A few times? This is quite the investment for ‘just a few times,’ Katy.” Her finger traced over the velvet lining, touching each meticulously crafted piece. “Custom made, I assume? These must have cost a fortune.”

Heat bloomed across Katherine’s cheeks. She watched as Ava’s fingers danced over her secret collection - vibrators, dildos, and other implements, each sized precisely for a six-inch woman. The craftsmanship was undeniable, the attention to detail exquisite.

“You naughty girl,” Ava teased, her voice dropping to a sultry purr. She plucked out another toy, this one in shimmering gold. “Look at this one - it even has little jewels embedded in it.” She turned it in the light, making the gems sparkle. “This isn’t the kind of thing someone gets for ‘just a few times.’”

Katherine wanted to sink into the bedspread. Her carefully maintained image as the powerful CEO was crumbling under Ava’s playful scrutiny. The truth was, she’d commissioned these toys years ago, unable to resist the allure of being small, of surrendering control. The spell had awakened something in her that she couldn’t deny, no matter how much she tried to maintain her dignified facade.

“Well,” she managed, trying to salvage some pride, “a girl has to be prepared.”

Ava returned, holding something small and gleaming between her thumb and forefinger. As she brought it closer, Katherine’s breath hitched. It was the purple one. Sleek, dark purple, and undeniably phallic, it seemed almost obscene in its miniature perfection. It was the exact size and shape she had craved just moments before.

“I love that you had this specially made,” Ava purred, her voice laced with amusement. She lowered the dildo towards Ava, the tip hovering tantalizingly close.

Katherine’s body thrummed with anticipation. She reached out a trembling hand, her fingers brushing against the smooth, cool surface. It was firm yet yielding, promising a level of intensity she could only dream of at her normal size. She closed her eyes, a wave of heat washing over her as she imagined what was to come.

Ava, after seating herself, gently grabbed Katherine and set her down on the bed.

“Stretch out for me,” she whispered. “Spread those legs nice and wide.”

Once Ava had eagerly complied, Ava pressed down on her lightly with her left hand, pinning her to the bed. Using her pinky, she began to pleasure the tiny woman. Circular motions, slow and deliberate, teasing Katherine’s now dripping snatch. Each touch sent jolts of electricity through her miniature form. The sensation, magnified by her reduced size, was almost overwhelming. She gasped, her tiny body writhing beneath Ava’s touch.

This, however, was merely a prelude. With Katherine still pinned, Ava took the tiny dildo and placed it near Katherine’s mouth.

“Make it nice and wet for me, darling,” Ava teased, her voice a low rumble.

Katherine obediently swirled the dildo around her tongue, coating it with saliva. The absurdity of the situation, combined with the undeniable pleasure, made her giggle. A high-pitched, breathy sound that was lost in the vastness of the room.

Ava retrieved the now glistening dildo and gently positioned the tip against the increasingly wet and swollen entryway of Katherine’s tiny pussy. She gently used it to tease her pussy lips, and Katherine moaned and ached for release. Ava ran it up and down the tip of her dripping snatch, and her labia seemed desperate to welcome it home as her lips parted slightly as if to invite the purple guest to enter.

“Beg for it,” teased Ava.

“Ava, please…” moaned Katherine, unable to muster any more of a response.

Satisfied with her answer, Ava finally stopped teasing and the purple dildo entered Katherine. Though the dildo was tiny to someone of Ava’s size, it was massive for Katherine. A moan escaped her lips, a tiny, breathy sound lost in the scale of the room. She squeaked in pleasure as Ava slowly worked the toy into her minuscule sex. The initial sting of it stretching her out gave way to a feeling of fullness, a sensation so intense it made her head spin. Katherine arched her back involuntarily as Ava continued to push the dildo deeper. Each thrust brought a wave of dizzying pleasure, washing over her in rhythmic pulses. She felt utterly exposed, vulnerable, and yet undeniably aroused.

Ava began to move the purple sex toy with a practiced hand, each stroke sending waves of pleasurable sensations through her diminutive lover. Despite the initial discomfort, a wave of heat quickly followed, building with each thrust. Katherine’s tiny fingers clutched her bed sheet as if she was holding on for dear life, her grip tightening until her knuckles went white. She gasped for breath as Ava drove her wild, her tiny body arching and bucking against her rhythmic movements. She squirmed as Ava’s strokes escalated slowly but steadily, a crescendo of pleasure building within her. It tightened, coiled, then burst forth as she had the best orgasm of her life. She hadn’t even known that it was possible to feel this good. Katherine cried out, but she was unable to even put any words together. She was a shrunken mess at this point, six inches of nothing but pleasure and submission, and she had loved every moment of it.

Ava watched with a satisfied smirk, her eyes gleaming with amusement. “Not so bad, was it, Katy?” she teased, her voice a low purr.

Katherine, still catching her breath, could only manage a weak nod. It had been… extraordinary. Humiliating to be in this scenario considering this is what she envisioned for Maya, perhaps, but undeniably the most intense orgasm of her life. The sheer scale of the sensations, amplified by her shrunken form, had been overwhelming. She had never felt so vulnerable, so completely at Ava’s mercy, and yet the pleasure had been intoxicating.

“Now,” Ava continued, her voice taking on a playful lilt, “I’ve pleasured you. Why don’t you pleasure me? Start by worshipping these perky tits you love so much.”

Katherine giggled, the sound high-pitched and slightly breathless. The power dynamic had shifted yet again. From dominant CEO to shrunken plaything, and now a tiny devotee at the altar of Ava. The thought sent a thrill through her, a mix of excitement and nervous anticipation. She pushed herself up, her tiny legs still shaky from the aftershocks of her orgasm.

The sight of Ava’s breasts from this perspective was still overwhelming. Two massive mounds of flesh, each one larger than her entire body. They loomed before her, soft and inviting, the peaks tipped with rosy nipples that seemed to beckon her closer. She took a tentative step forward, then another, her tiny feet padding softly against the bedspread. As she drew nearer, the scent of Ava’s perfume and arousal filled her senses, a heady mix of floral and musk that made her head spin. She reached out a trembling hand, her fingers brushing against the warm, silken skin.

“You’d be surprised what I can do with these tiny hands. I can give a giantess like you the best orgasm of her life. It will be so good, you’ll be at my mercy, even though I’m the tiny one. Once I start, you’ll be putty in my hands, regardless of our size difference. One thing you need to know is that a shrunken lioness’s claws and teeth are still sharp. Just because I’ve been reduced doesn’t mean I’ve lost my predatory nature; my bite is still just as fierce,” Katherine teased.

“I’m eager to find out, my fierce little kitten,” Ava purrs.

Katherine pulled back from Ava, her tiny form still tingling from their intimate encounter. Despite her diminutive size, her CEO instincts kicked in. There were important matters to discuss.

“What’s the matter? Why did you stop?” Ava exclaimed. “Don’t leave me hanging, little one. I hope you aren’t playing one of your tricks.”

“Before we continue, we need to talk about Maya and her imminent downfall,” Katherine said, settling herself cross-legged on the bed. “You’re probably wondering why she hasn’t fired you yet.”

Ava’s brow furrowed. “I have been curious. She’s caught me staring at her feet multiple times. She’s obviously suspicious.”

“It’s the spell,” Katherine explained, a knowing smile playing across her tiny features. “Maya could easily dismiss you, transfer you, or find some excuse to get rid of you. She’s the CEO, so she has that power. But she can’t bring herself to do it.”

Katherine shifted, remembering her own experiences with the spell’s influence. “The spell doesn’t just enhance our physical forms. It creates... desires. Needs. The more you use it, the more it affects you psychologically. Maya wants to be discovered, to be dominated. She craves it, even if she won’t admit it to herself.”

“Every time she catches you looking at her feet, every time she sees that knowing glint in your eye - it excites her. The spell is working its magic on her mind just as it did on mine years ago. She’s fighting it, of course. Maya’s pride won’t let her surrender easily. But deep down, she wants you to figure it out. To take control.”

Katherine laughed softly, the sound barely audible at her current size. “That’s why she keeps you around, despite the risk. The spell won’t let her do otherwise. It’s pushing her toward her inevitable fate, just as it did with me.”

Katherine shifted her tiny form on the bed, a knowing smirk forming on her diminutive features. “One thing’s certain - Maya’s going to have many restless nights ahead of her. That lusty amazon won’t know what to do with herself.”

Ktherine recalled her own experiences with the spell’s effects, how it had twisted her desires and made her hyper-aware of every glance, every subtle interaction. “Just catching you staring at her feet is probably driving her wild right now. The spell heightens everything - every sensation, every emotion. She’s probably lying in bed at night, tossing and turning, wondering if you know her secret.”

Katherine let out a soft laugh, remembering the torturous anticipation she’d experienced when Maya had been in Ava’s position. “She’ll try to act tough during the day, but at night? That’s when the spell really works its magic. Every time you’ve looked at her boots, every knowing glance you’ve given her - it’s all playing on repeat in her mind. She’s probably touching herself right now, imagining what it would be like to be at your mercy.”

She ran her tiny hand through her hair, amused by the irony of it all. “The spell makes sure of that. It’s funny how it works - the more she fights against these desires, the stronger they become. And Maya, with all her pride and power? She’s fighting it harder than anyone, which only makes the effect more intense.”

“That’s absolutely delicious,” Ava purred. “I’m loving the thought of her writhing in pleasure as she fights her desires, especially considering how she behaved toward me. I’m looking forward to making her pay.”

Katherine adjusted her position on the bed, her tiny form shifting as she considered Ava’s aggressive approach. “However, you’re going about this all wrong,” she explained, drawing from her experience as both predator and prey. “Maya’s like a skittish deer. If you come on too strong then she’ll bolt.”

She thought back to her own encounters with the spell, how the subtle dance of power had played out. “The key is to let her come to you, to plant the seeds in her mind and let them grow. Make her think it’s her idea. You need her to think she’s going to be the one dominating, when in reality, she’s setting herself to be shrunk and dominated by you.”

Katherine gestured with her diminutive hands as she outlined her strategy. “Start with subtle teases. When she’s berating you about some minor mistake, just give her this knowing little smile. Or when she’s adjusting those boots of hers, make an offhand comment about how protective she is of them.”

“The spell makes her hyper-aware of these hints,” Katherine continued. “Each one will stick in her mind, playing over and over. She’ll start second-guessing herself, wondering if you know something.”

She remembered how Maya had played this exact psychological game with her years ago, the memories still sharp and vivid in her mind. “Drop something cryptic occasionally, but make it seem natural,” Katherine advised. “Perhaps remark how appearances can be deceiving, or suggesting those boots make her so tall it’s practically supernatural. Or slip in an innocent observation about sensitive soles during a marketing discussion and watch her squirm.”

“Trust me,” Katherine said with a knowing smile, “she’ll start creating opportunities to be alone with you. She won’t even realize she’s doing it. The spell will make sure of that. And when that moment comes...” She trailed off, leaving the implication hanging in the air.

“Remember, the best predators are patient. They let their prey come to them like I’m about to do with you. Now, where were we,” mused Katherine playfully as she stood up on the bed. “I think I was about to make you my submissive little toy.”

“Were you now?” laughed Ava. “I’d like to see you try, little one.”

“Just wait,” says Katherine. She took a tentative step forward, then another, her tiny feet padding softly against her bedspread as she headed towards Ava’s pussy. The closer she got, the more Ava’s aroma overwhelmed her. With a shaky hand, she extended her fingers, grazing her lover’s heated, smooth flesh.

“Get ready for the best night of your life.”

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Chapter 11 - Maya's Downfall

1 week earlier:

Maya stood at the front of the conference room, her imposing figure commanding attention as she addressed the gathered employees. Ava's heart raced with anticipation, knowing what was about to be announced. The results for the Miami trip for young employees to meet with executives, including Maya, across the industry was about to be announced. If their plan had worked, then she and Katy would soon have the best opportunity they’d ever get to catch Maya off guard and shrink her down to size.

"After careful consideration of everyone's performance," Maya announced, her voice carrying that familiar authoritative tone, "I've selected the two employees who will join me in Miami for the leadership conference."

Ava watched as Maya's fingers traced the edge of the envelope containing the names. Her boss's movements were performative, and she was clearly enjoying the moment. Maya loved to have all the attention on her, especially if it involved her being in charge.

"The winners are..." Maya's eyes swept across the room, a knowing smirk on her face. "Ava and Katy."

A ripple of polite applause filled the room. Ava noticed several disappointed faces among her colleagues, particularly Janet from accounting who'd been certain she'd win. But Ava barely registered their reactions, too focused on Maya's reaction as she read Katherine's name.

"Both winners demonstrated exceptional initiative and understanding of corporate dynamics," Maya continued, though Ava detected a hint of disdain in her voice. "The competition was fierce, but their performance stood out above the rest."

Katherine, seated across the room, caught Ava's eye and gave her a subtle wink. In her petite natural form, she looked nothing like the powerful CEO she normally was. Maya hadn't shown any sign of recognizing her former boss in this diminutive form initially, but her reaction to reading their names made her think Maya knew more than she had initially let on. Maya had a strange look on her face, and Ava thought she knew why. Ever since the spell had punished Katy again for interfering in its plans by shrinking her a few more inches, Maya had been watching the now extremely petite Katy like a hawk. Maybe we can use that to our advantage, Ava thought to herself. I’ll have to talk to Katy after this meeting and see how this can help us.

"Congratulations to both winners," Maya concluded, straightening her blouse. "We leave for Miami next week. I expect excellence from both of you during this opportunity."

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Maya stood in her penthouse bedroom, meticulously packing her suitcase for Miami. Her fingers traced the sleek leather of her favorite whip before placing it carefully between layers of silk blouses. A smile crossed her lips as she imagined the possibilities ahead.

She'd seen the hunger in Ava's eyes, those furtive glances at her feet that had initially sparked concern. But now? Now she understood. Little Ava thought she'd discovered some great weakness, some path to dominance. How adorable!

Maya laughed softly, folding another designer outfit into her case. Unlike Katherine’s encounter with her years ago, this time she held all the cards. She'd let Ava believe she had a chance, let her think she could challenge Maya's authority. Her pathetic chase would make the eventual submission all the sweeter.

"Sweet, innocent Ava," Maya murmured, closing her suitcase with a decisive click. "You have no idea what you're walking into."

The Miami trip would be perfect. They would be away from the office, away from prying eyes. Just the two of them in a luxury hotel suite where Maya could take her time, carefully dismantling Ava's illusions of control. Where she could show her ambitious little secretary exactly where she belonged in their power dynamic.

Maya moved to her window, gazing out at the city lights below. She'd been searching for someone worthy of challenging her, someone who could make the game interesting. Who would have thought it would be her quiet, unassuming secretary? But Ava had proven herself clever and observant; perhaps too observant for her own good. Well, soon she would learn the price for that mistake.

Maya ran her fingers along her mirror, anticipation building in her. Unlike Katherine, who had ultimately shared her secret willingly, Maya would resist. She would fight back, making Ava's eventual surrender that much more satisfying.

"Time to show you how this game really works, my pet," Maya whispered to her reflection.

The thought of breaking that quiet resistance, of watching Ava's pride crumble beneath her touch, drove Maya wild. No doubt that explained why she'd kept her boots off more frequently lately, dangling her feet provocatively whenever Ava was near. She'd noticed how her secretary's breath caught, how her cheeks flushed pink when Maya stretched her stockinged feet or kicked off her heels during meetings.

Maya ran her hands down her body, imagining how she'd tease Ava in Miami. She'd start slowly, testing the waters with casual touches and suggestive comments. Let Ava think she was gaining ground, that Maya was growing careless. Then, when the moment was right, she'd spring her trap.

The fantasy of Ava's shocked expression when she realized who truly held the power made Maya's skin tingle with anticipation. She'd keep her boots off and let Ava believe she had a chance. The girl probably thought she was being so clever, watching and waiting for her opportunity. But Maya had survived far more experienced predators than her sweet little secretary. And at her commanding amazonian height and with her enhanced strength, any move little Ava tried to make against her would be a terrible mistake.

Maya's thoughts drifted to that petite new secretary in accounting, Katy. How had she not noticed it before? The girl was absolutely tiny, even smaller than Maya's natural form. With those delicate features and that slight frame, she couldn't have been more than four feet and 9 inches.

She hadn't been that small when she had gotten hired, though. Maya had double checked her hiring paperwork. Once she had realized this, it was obvious who little Katy really was. It was Katherine! Clearly, the spell was showing her the threat by making it obvious Katy was actually Katherine in disguise. If it wasn't for that bit of help, she may have been caught by surprise. But this also showed her that she was different. The spell recognized her as the most dominant. She would never be shrunk and dominated like Katherine and all those predecessors.

A predatory smile spread across Maya's face as she imagined having both Ava and Katy under her control. Ava would be the main course, of course, and her resistance would make the conquest all the sweeter. But Katy? She'd be the perfect appetizer. A delicate little morsel to savor before breaking Ava's spirit.

Maya stretched luxuriously on her silk sheets, picturing Katy's diminutive form. Even shrunken and in her natural form, Katherine had fire, she'd give her that. She'd heard how she had made Suzy cry in the hallway with that sharp tongue of hers. Such spirit in such a tiny little package. It would be delicious to tame her for a second time. It seemed that Katherine hadn't learned from their first encounter.

"A little after-dinner mint," Maya whispered to herself, running her tongue across her lips. She could already imagine how those fierce green eyes would look when Katy realized she had figured out her little scheme. The thought of having both secretaries at her mercy sent shivers of anticipation through her enhanced form.

First Katy and then Ava; each conquest building on the last. Maya would take her time, savoring every moment of their submission. After all, good things came in small packages, and these two promised to be very good indeed.

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Present day:

Maya could barely keep her smile off her face as she was waiting for little Katy to arrive. Calling her up to the private pool at her suite was about the best chance she was going to get in unmasking her. How naive of her to think she wouldn't notice. Though Maya had to admit it was clever hiding right under her nose like that.

However, she did have one little surprise for Katherine, or Katy as she was calling herself, when she showed up. Katy thought she was safe from shrinking, but from her research, there was a connection between her and Katherine that couldn’t be broken. Once the spell had chosen someone to shrink and claim someone, they could still be shrunken by that person. So while Katy was safe from everyone else in her natural form, that wasn't the case with her. And with Katy so tiny compared to her enhanced amazonian form, this would be mere child’s play.

Maya heard a knock at the door. "You called me Ms. Reeves?" The voice of Katy could be heard from behind the door.

Katy walked in and to Maya's delight was wearing her swimsuit as instructed. A rather cute one at that. Though as many outfits she wore as of late it didn't fit quite right on her.

"Ah you're wearing a swimsuit like I asked you to." Maya said, as she pretended to marvel at her employee's bikini. "Though you must have been in quite a hurry to get it. It seems like you bought the wrong size dear."

"Oh it is? Guess the top is a little roomier than it should be." Katy said as she quickly adjusted her shoulder straps.

"You know, I have sympathy for how hard it is to shop for someone your size. You know, I used to be a lot shorter, so I know how hard it is to get clothes that fit. A lot of people don’t know this about me but I actually had a late growth spurt. Did you know that, Katy?

"I did not Ms. Reeves," said Katy.

"Well, people always say I am full of surprises. Katy, please come in and close the door behind you. I wanted to take some time to get to know you better while you are here. That's what this trip is for. It's for young employees to network and meet executives."

"Yes, Ms. Reeves," said Katy. "What do you want to know?"

Maya stretched out on the lounge chair, enjoying how Katy's eyes followed her movements.

"First, would you mind helping me with some sunscreen?" Maya asked seductively, holding out the bottle. "I'd hate to burn before the conference tomorrow. My skin is so delicate."

Katy took the bottle with slightly trembling hands. Maya smiled to herself as those small fingers began working the lotion across her shoulders.

"You know, I'm so glad you're coming to the conference with me," Maya said, arching into her touches. "Having a trusted assistant makes everything so much smoother. And you've proven yourself quite capable."

She reached back and caught Katy's wrist gently, guiding those hands to work deeper into her muscles. "Mm, that feels wonderful. You have such delicate hands."

Katy cleared her throat. "Thank you, Miss Reeves. I'm looking forward to the conference too."

"Please, call me Maya when we're alone like this." She rolled over, catching Katy's gaze. "We'll be spending quite a bit of time together these next few days. No need to be so formal."

Maya traced a finger along Katy's arm, noting how the smaller woman shivered at the touch. "Though I must say, that swimsuit really is too big for you. We should go shopping before tomorrow. We need to get you something that fits your lovely figure properly."

Katy's cheeks flushed as she continued applying the lotion. Maya watched her through half closed eyes, enjoying how flustered she became with each casual touch and compliment.

"The conference schedule is quite packed," Maya continued. "But I'm sure we can find some time to enjoy the beach together. Would you like that, Katy?"

"Yes, Ms. Reeves," said Katy.

"Tell me," Maya inquired, "what drew you to my company? Given your credentials and recommendations, you had your pick of positions. I'm curious what attracted you to this role specifically?"

Maya watched Katy squirm under her pointed question, enjoying how the smaller woman's hands faltered in their sunscreen application. The way she fumbled for words was delicious. She was acting so differently in this form than the way she had when she was in her enhanced form, especially when she was her underling all those years ago.

"I... well, your reputation precedes you," Katy managed, her voice slightly higher than usual. "The way you transformed the company, your leadership style..."

Maya arched an eyebrow, noting how Katy's gaze dropped to avoid her intense stare. "My leadership style? Do tell. What exactly about my approach interests you so much?"

"The way you command respect," Katy said quickly. "How you maintain control in any situation. It's impressive."

Maya stretched out on the lounge chair, watching as Katy's eyes tracked the movement. "Impressive enough to take a position well below your qualifications? That's quite flattering."

Katy busied herself recapping the sunscreen bottle, her fingers trembling slightly. "I believe there's always something to learn from strong leaders."

"Even when they're harsh?" Maya pressed, enjoying how Katy tensed at the word. "I'm not exactly known for my gentle management style. Or maybe you like that kind of treatment?" Maya said with an arched eyebrow and a smirk.

"Sometimes the most valuable lessons come from challenging situations," Katy replied carefully, still avoiding Maya's gaze.

"And what lessons were you hoping to learn from me, exactly?" says Maya.

Maya luxuriated under Katy's touch as those small hands worked the sunscreen across her back. She loved the way those fingers found just the right spots. She'd felt these hands before, though they'd been much larger then.

"You know, you remind me of someone," Maya mused, watching Katy's reflection in the pool water. "An old colleague of mine. You wouldn't happen to have heard of Katherine Reynolds, would you?"

Katy's hands faltered for just a moment. "I... don't believe I've had the pleasure."

"No?" Maya rolled her shoulders, directing those nervous hands to a tight spot. "That's surprising. She worked in our Manhattan office before relocating. You two share some striking similarities."

"Well, the world is full of coincidences," Katy replied, her voice carefully neutral as she worked the lotion down Maya's spine.

Maya hummed thoughtfully. "Indeed it is. Though some coincidences are more interesting than others. Of course, that was years ago when I knew her," Maya continued casually. "People change. Transform, you might say. Become... different versions of themselves."

Suddenly, Maya stood up from her chair, towering over the petite young woman. "Hmm, I think you should definitely go back to the store where you got that bikini once we're done here. I mean just look at it." She said as she gripped one of Katy's bikini straps and pulled it up a little, before letting it go again. The simple gesture had caused one of her breasts to peak out briefly before Katy adjusted her oversized top.

“Maya! What are you doing?” She gasped as she tried to cover herself.

"You see? it's way too big for you." She said trying her best feigning concern. “I was just trying to get it to fit better.”

"W..What do you mean?" Katy stuttered, crossing her arms to cover her breast from further exposure.

Seeing Katy's flustered reaction, Maya decided to push things a little further. She adjusted the bikini top further, giving each of her perky breasts a soft squeeze. "Well, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you shrank since you bought this bikini. How else could it fit you so poorly now? Surely when you bought it, it fit you, right?

Gleefully Maya saw how her words impacted Katy. She looked a little nervous as she tried to take a step back.

Not wanting her little prey to escape Maya reached out and hooked her finger in her oversized bikini bottom and pulled her back towards her.

"Let me go!" Katy said as she tried to wrestle herself free. But in doing so gave Maya a complete view of her kitty as her bikini bottom was pulled down.

"As you wish, Katherine" Maya said with a wicked grin as she retracted her finger, suddenly letting go.

Katherine clumsily stumbled backwards as she lost her balance. Unable to stop herself from falling she landed on her butt on the outdoor daybed.

Maya saw her chance as one of Katherine's oversized shoes had come off during her fall. She kneeled next to Katherine, feeling her heart pound in her chest as she knew what would come next.

"No! Get away from me!" Katherine pleaded as she tried to scoot back as much as she could, causing her loose bikini bottom to stay behind.

Maya wasted no time pouncing on Katherine's feet. Gently Maya moved her fingers across Katherine exposed soles. She didn't have to wait long before Katherine squirmed trying to suppress her laughter. She could already see Katherine shrink as the left strap of her bikini fell off her shoulder, exposing her small yet proportional breasts as her top hung useless around her body.

Thinking on her feet, Maya picked up the fallen bikini bottoms and stuffed them in Katherine's mouth.

"That will stop you from casting any pesky reversal spells," gloated Maya, as she continued to tickle her feet. "Just to be safe."

Katherine’s muffled protests vibrated against the fabric pressed between her lips. Giggles escaped despite her efforts, a high-pitched squeak that betrayed the pleasure rippling through her.

Maya’s fingers danced across the sensitive soles of Katherine’s feet, each touch a spark igniting a cascade of involuntary giggles and pleasurable shivers. The shrinking accelerated, her legs getting shorter, her frame becoming more delicate with each passing moment. Katherine’s eyes, wide with a mixture of panic and arousal, locked onto Maya’s. The muffled sounds escaping her gagged mouth heightened the sense of her helplessness.

"You thought you could get revenge," Maya continued, her icy blue eyes gleaming with mirth. "But I was ready for you. I knew it would bug you that I got to dominate you for a whole weekend and you never got to do anything back. This was inevitable.”

"Please," Katherine whimpered in a muffled voice, the bikini bottoms still stuck in her mouth. "I-I was wrong to try anything against you."

Maya chuckled. "I can't understand you, but I assume you are asking for mercy. But don't worry. We're going to have plenty of time to remind you of your proper place. We'll spend this whole weekend enjoying ourselves. I always knew you'd return to me. Deep down, I suspect you were hoping for exactly this outcome."

Katherine shook her head as she made muffled noises.

"Now," said Maya, "if I remove this gag you won't try anything, right?" Maya looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "Because if you do, you will surely regret it. Not that it matters because you're about to be giggling and moaning so much you won't be able to put together any words. Though I'll be generous this time. I'll allow you a bit more height. Six inches is rather tiny compared to someone of my current stature.""

Katherine nodded her head, and Maya removed the panties from her mouth with one hand while continuing the tickling with the other.

Maya's lips curled into a smile as she traced a perfectly manicured finger along Katherine's jawline. Now," teased Maya, “here is the part where I tell you my plan and gloat, little Katy. I’ve been looking forward to this for weeks. I did some research and consulted with some witches online to find out more information about this spell. It was hard to get them to trust me, and it cost some money of course, but they let me know a little fun fact that concerns you. Once you have shrunken someone, you can shrink them even when they are in their natural form. So while you thought you were safe, you’re actually at my ticklish mercy no matter what for you are in. Fun, right? Now, where were we…” Maya teased as her fingers again began dancing across the sensitive soles of Katherine’s little feet.

“No, please” Katherine pleaded, squirming helplessly against Maya’s touch. Even at her true size she was no match for Maya’s Amazonian-like body. Let alone as the tiny little thing she was now becoming thanks to Maya’s tickling.

"Two feet tall is much better than six inches," Maya continued, her thumb trailing down Katherine's bare spine, causing her to shiver. "I want you to be able to fight back a little. Makes it more fun when I win."

With just her right hand Maya was able to enclose both of Katherine’s wrists, leaving her even more defenseless. With her other hand she dismissively brushed the last string of Katherine's Bikini top from her shoulder. Katherine looked at the already useless garment as it flopping down her body on the tile floor, joining her panties and leaving her as naked as the day she was born.

Maya softly ran her left hand over each of Katherine’s small breasts. Eliciting a small sigh from Katherine’s lips. Maya marveled at how delicate they felt against her fingers. She gently put her hand under Katherine’s chin, nudged her to look at her directly, away from her abandoned garments. “Oh sweetie, I don’t think they make those at your size.”

With immense satisfaction, she saw how her words made Katherine visibly shake with need. Oh how she had missed this. Having Katherine tiny and naked, completely at her mercy.

She slowly moved her free hand down Katherine’s tummy. As her questing fingers moved further south, Maya saw with some delight how Katherine tried to avoid their touch.

"What are you trying to hide there?" Maya said mockingly as she moved her hand between Katherine's legs

"No, you can't do this to me! I, ohhhh!" Katherine's protests died down as her legs turned to jelly.

"My my, such a naughty girl. Just look at how wet you are." Maya teased with a grin on her face. "Now, it's time to make you fun sized. You remember how good it felt last time, don't you?" Maya's voice dropped to a husky whisper. "When you were my little toy for the weekend? I've learned so many new ways to play since then," Maya purred, as she reached back out for Katherine's vulnerable feet. "And we have the whole weekend ahead of us."

Since Katherine had already shrunk about a foot, her feet looked tiny in Maya’s huge hands. She looked up, biting her lip, knowing exactly what was about to happen next.

With Katherine’s left foot in Maya’s left hand, Maya brought her right hand over to her vulnerable sole and let her fingers rest there for a few seconds.

“May I?” teased Maya, loving that her long time rival Katherine was completely at her mercy.

Katherine didn’t even bother responding as Maya started to tickle her left foot mercilessly. She began to moan in pleasure and giggle intermittently. “Maya please….” she moaned, unable to control herself.

Maya could feel the foot shrinking in her hand. Compared to her huge amazonian fingers, the foot was tiny, and she loved the feeling of power it gave her. She could feel her slowly shrinking, inch by inch. Katherine had to be well under four feet at this point.

“Maya please!” Katherine moaned. "It's too much!" Interspersed with these moans of pleasure were peals of laughter and giggles, slowly rising in pitch.

"Oh, Katherine," Maya teased. "Don't act like you aren't loving this. This is exactly what you wanted to happen when you created your 'plan' to shrink me. I'm just giving you what you wanted. You should be thanking me.”

Maya had to adjust her foot in her hand now as it was getting too small. Grinning like a Cheshire cat, she switched to Katherine's other foot. "I don't want to neglect this one. I want to make sure I get all of you."

Maya watched with satisfaction as Katherine could do nothing but giggle and moan. The shrinking was clearly having a pleasurable effect on her, and she wasn't even trying to resist. Lost in the pleasure of Maya's tickles, Katherine appeared to Maya to have just let go. She was a little disappointed that she hadn't fought back more, but she just assumed it was because she was just giving her what she had secretly craved when she had made her little 'plan'. She was disappointed that this hadn’t been more of a challenge, but little Katy was just the appetizer for Ava anyway.

Maya continued to tickle and shrink Katherine, and she could tell that the pleasure was rising in her. She was getting close to an orgasm. And then, unsurprisingly, the dam broke and Katherine cried out in pleasure. The orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing and quivering in pleasure. She cried out and tried to say something, but all she could do was moan in pleasure.

As the aftershocks had subsided, Katherine lay panting on the poolside bed, her body slick with sweat and her mind a hazy blur. Maya stopped tickling her, her hand moving to gently massage those feet as she came down from her orgasmic high. Katherine was barely over two feet tall at this point.

Maya gave Katherine a minute or so to recover as she lay panting on the bed. Then, she walked over and picked up the shrunken woman, cradling her gently with one hand on her shrunken pert rear.

"Last time we were together, you were in your enhanced form. But now…" Maya's voice dropped to a husky purr, "Now I get to see the petite, real you." Her hand slid down to cup Katherine's small breast, kneading the soft flesh with a playful taunt. "It's absolutely perfect." A low chuckle rumbled in Maya's chest as she rolled Katherine onto her stomach, her gaze lingering appreciatively on the curve of her backside. "Such a cute little butt," she murmured, her fingers lightly spanking the flesh. "Just begging to be played with."

"Hey! Leave my butt alone!” shouted Katherine. “What do you think you are doing?"

"So delicate," Maya mused, ignoring Katherine's complaints. Her giant fingers traced the curves of Katherine's miniaturized body. "Your natural form really is quite lovely."

Maya chuckled as she watched Katherine squirm under the intimate inspection, her bare skin tingling where Maya touched her.

"I always wondered what you truly looked like," Maya continued, turning Katherine gently in her grasp. "The spell changes us so much. Makes us imposing, powerful. But this..." She traced a finger down Katherine's side, making her gasp. "This is the real you. So small and precious."

"You're beautiful like this," Maya whispered, her breath washing over Katherine's tiny form. "I should have kept you this size last time instead of shrinking you further."

With a soft chuckle, Maya's other hand joined the first. Fingers outstretched, she neared her tiny captive. "Such pretty breasts," Maya observed again, eyes sparkling with amusement. "All the more alluring like this. I do love a pair of perky B cups."

Maya watched as Katherine's breath caught as her fingertip brushed the delicate peak of her breasts. Her nipples tightened under the gentle stroke. Maya's grin widened, her blue eyes ablaze with satisfaction at Katherine's involuntary reactions. Her fingers continued their unhurried examination, charting the contours of Katherine's small, firm breasts with an expert appreciation.

"So receptive," Maya teased. She teased one breast with her fingers, admiring its weight and perfect fit. "I could play with these for ages."

"You might not be six inches tall," Maya purred, her stare fixed on Katherine's face. "But you're still completely under my control." She adjusted her grip slightly, drawing another gasp from the miniature woman. "And I plan to take full advantage."

"Do you recall the sensations?" Maya's tone softened, almost gentle. "When I held you captive, utterly powerless against my whims?" Her fingers drifted lower, following the curve of Katherine's trembling stomach. "You were so lovely when you gave in. So eager to embrace the ecstasy I offered."

But Maya wasn't content to linger there. With a knowing smirk, she trailed her fingers down Katherine's quivering stomach, her fingertips tickling the sensitive skin and causing Katherine to squirm. The giantess's hand moved lower still, her fingers dancing along the inside of Katherine's thigh.

Maya's hand slipped between her legs, lightly teasing her naked sex. Katherine couldn't suppress the moan that escaped her lips as Maya's fingers began to explore her. Maya's touch was both gentle and firm, her fingers teasing Katherine's wet folds and swollen clit. Katherine's body arched, her hips bucking against Maya's hand as she surrendered to the pleasure coursing through her veins.

"You're so responsive," Maya teased, her voice filled with satisfaction. Her fingers continued their relentless assault, each stroke sending Katherine spiraling closer to the edge. Katherine's mind was a whirl of sensations, her body trembling with the force of her impending second orgasm.

"You know, last time, you said you regretted we didn't do this after I grew you back," teased Maya. “This time you will get your wish, my pet.”

"Do what?" asked Katherine nervously. “What wish?” But soon, she found the answer.

Maya shifted her attention to her tight, puckered rear. Katherine's eyes widened in surprise as she felt the tip of Maya's pinky press against her most intimate place. She was powerless to resist as Maya slowly, inexorably, breached her virgin hole, the sensation both alien and incredibly arousing.

Maya's rhythm was relentless, her finger pumping in and out of Katherine's ass while her other hand continued to tease and torment her clit. Katherine was lost in a sea of pleasure, her mind unable to process anything but the exquisite ecstasy that Maya was inflicting upon her.

Katherine's orgasm crashed over her like a typhoon, her body convulsing with the force of her release. She cried out, her voice echoing off the walls of the private pool as she surfed the waves of pleasure that threatened to consume her. Maya withdrew her fingers, her hand moving to gently stroke Katherine's hair as she came down from her high.

"You are even more beautiful when you come undone," Maya teased. She leaned down, pressing a tender kiss to Katherine's forehead before releasing her from the confines of her massive hand.

"Now it's time for me to lose this bikini," Maya announced, her voice a sultry purr that filled the room. "That way you can worship me like the goddess I am."

Maya stood up from the side of the pool. She reached down to her feet, her movements meant to tease Katherine.

"Now that you have been defeated, I can take off these uncomfortable things," Maya smirked, slipping off her protective sandals one by one. Her bare feet pressed against the hard ground outside.

She reached for the strings of her black bikini top, pulling them with tantalizing slowness. She could tell Katherine was eagerly waiting for them to be revealed. The fabric loosened gradually, revealing more of her enhanced curves. Her breasts were as amazing as advertised. They were literally perfect, with pale white skin with large pink nipples. They were huge, but there was no sag. It was like they defied gravity. Her top fell away, joining her sandals on the floor.

Maya's fingers then traced the waistband of her bikini bottom, playing with the ties at her hips. "Did you miss this," Maya teased. Then, she undid the knots, letting the fabric slide down her long legs to pool at her feet. She stepped out of the discarded swimwear, now completely bare. Her pussy was shaved and perfect. Her enhanced curves made her look like a goddess.

"Much better," Maya purred. "Now, where were we? I think you were about to worship me, Katy."

Maya's eyes gleamed with a predatory hunger as she took in the sight of Katherine, small and vulnerable on the poolside bed. The giantess moved with a fluid grace, crawling back onto the daybed, her incredible naked body on full display.

"You know," Maya whispered, her voice a low, sultry hum that resonated within Katherine's chest, "I've missed this—the way you look at me, the way you yield to my touch." Her hand reached out, fingers lightly tracing the contours of Katherine's face. "It's intoxicating, having this much power over you."

Maya's gaze held Katherine's, refusing to let her look away. "Now, I want you to touch me, Katherine," she commanded, her tone leaving no room for argument. "I want you to worship me the way you did all those years ago."

With that, Maya shifted her position, bringing her pussy into direct contact with Katherine's small, trembling body. Tentatively, Katherine reached out, her fingers barely brushing against Maya's slick, heated flesh. The contact elicited a moan from the Maya. It was a powerful reminder of the effect she could have on Maya, despite the difference in their sizes.

Encouraged by Maya's reaction, Katherine grew bolder, her fingers exploring the soft, wet folds before her. She traced the outline of Maya's pussy, her touch light and teasing. The intimate contact was electric, a potent mix of control and surrender that left Maya feeling dizzy with desire.

"You know Katherine," teased Maya. "I timed this perfectly so the spell will wear off as you bring me to an orgasm. Since you're no threat now, I can enjoy the best orgasm of my life. I know you know how it feels with the spell. Plus, I want to dominate you in my natural form. It will make it so much sweeter. I don't need any magical enhancements to have you under my complete domination. I just want you to remember that, in case you ever try this again."

Maya's hips began to move in time with Katherine's touches, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She sucked in a breath as Katherine's tiny fingers brushed against her wet coochie. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. With each small, delicate touch, a jolt of pleasure raced through her body, causing her to moan and arch her back.

Katherine's hands were so small, so dainty, yet the pleasure they were causing was intensely overwhelming. With each touch, she could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She couldn't think about anything else except the ministrations of her shrunken rival who was playing with her body like it was an instrument she had spent her whole life studying. The pleasure was intense, and she found herself writhing beneath Katherine's tiny touches, her hips bucking involuntarily as she sought more of that heavenly sensation.

"You're doing so well," Maya moaned, her voice husky with desire. She could feel her climax building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter within her core. "Don't stop, please don't stop! You better not stop!"

Katherine's fingers were relentless, never ceasing in their exploration of Maya's most intimate places. She teased her clit with maddening precision, the slight roughness of her skin sending sparks of pleasure shooting through Maya's body.

Maya's moans grew louder, more desperate, as she teetered on the brink of orgasm. She could feel the waves of pleasure crashing over her, each one more intense than the last.

"Yes," she cried out, her voice breaking on a sob of pure ecstasy. "Oh god, Katherine, yes!"

Katherine's fingers moved faster now, moving in and out of her dripping sex with abandon. Maya could feel every ridge, every crevice as her small hands worked her over. It was too much, and yet not enough. She wanted more, needed more.

As Katherine pleasured her, Maya felt the enhancement spell beginning to wear off. The large, warm, ephemeral hands of the spell had returned and were beginning to massage her gently.

"Oh it's happening," moaned Maya. "You better keep those little hands working during this Katherine!"

Now, the spell's ephemeral giant hands and Katherine's tiny ones had joined forces. Katherine's hands brought only pleasure, but the spell's touch brought both a ticklish feeling along with pleasure. Each ticklish touch sent shivers up her spine, forcing helpless laughter from her lips. The sensations intensified, leaving her writhing on the daybed in pleasure. Giggles kept pouring out of Maya, the pleasurable touches rendering her powerless against the supernatural energy. At the same time, Katherine continued to pleasure her pussy with her tiny hands, taking her to places she didn’t even know was possible.

As she lay on the bed, Maya closed her eyes, giving into it, letting the pleasurable sensations wash over her. This is the best feeling of my life, she thought, and this is just the appetizer. This is going to be the best weekend of my life.

The enchantment was reshaping her, taking away her prized enhanced curves. It slowly reshaped her to how she was in her early twenties when she first used the spell. As her height steadily diminished and the spell delicately and gently massaged away her towering size, she could feel Katherine still playing with her pussy. This process felt both recognizable and new to her. She had never had anyone pleasure her during this process, let alone a shrunken rival whom she had just defeated who was now worshipping her. The enchantment’s magic surged through her dwindling frame in rhythmic pulses, every ripple triggering a new change and a new pleasurable shiver through her.

Her body responded eagerly, loving the transformative touch of the spell and of Katherine's tiny fingers. Every nerve ending was alive with sensation as she surrendered to the process of being molded and reshaped like soft, wet clay. Maya whimpered as the ephemeral touch drifted higher, softly caressing and squeezing her breasts. It felt even better as Katherine continued to pleasure and worship her pussy. As waves of ecstasy rippled through shrinking form, she quivered in delight from the mix of the spell's warmth and Katherine's delicate pressure on her most sensitive area. She arched her back involuntarily as the soft, ghostly hands continued to work on her breasts. Their fullness gradually decreased, while at the same time, the size of her enhanced upper body slowly melted away. The feeling was intoxicating.

Her perky B cups had returned, replacing the spell-enhanced fullness she had grown accustomed to after all these years. The loss of her voluptuous curves felt like surrendering another piece of her dominance, leaving her feeling increasingly vulnerable and delicate as the transformation continued. She embraced that feeling, loving the changes that the ephemeral hands were making to her body.

“Oh...What is going on now?” she cried out softly, as Katherine continued to worship her with her tiny hands and mouth.

The ephemeral hands moved to her shoulders next and began squeezing and massaging gently. Their touch was both firm and gentle. The broad shoulders of her enhanced form, a symbol of her power and dominance, slowly began to recede. She found herself welcoming the change, her body yielding eagerly to the spell's ephemeral touch. She loved the feeling of becoming more dainty and delicate, something she hadn't felt around another person in years. Maya shifted her posture as her body continued to change, allowing Katherine to continue to have access to pleasure and worship her. Her shoulders were now small and dainty, a far cry from what they had been a few minutes before.

The ethereal caress traced down her arms next, molding and shaping them until they were delicate and slender. Her powerful muscles disappeared with each gentle touch. She could also feel her fingers shrinking, becoming more lithe and willowy. She wiggled them experimentally, enjoying their new feeling. She used them to play with her own much smaller breasts, teasing her nipples, as Katherine continued to pleasure her pussy below.

It felt so strange, shrinking while Katherine worshipped her. I can't believe I never thought of this before, Maya thought to herself. This is incredible.

The ghostly touch descended, molding and shrinking her legs. Her powerful legs and toned thighs, became soft and yielding. Delicate and graceful, but lacking any intimidating power they had before. It went next to her calves, slowly and gently massaging away her strength and leaving behind cute and dainty calves and ankles. The mysterious energy then flowed down to her toes, its ethereal caress causing her to let out an involuntary laugh. Her toes curled defensively, instinctively trying to protect themselves from the ticklish touch. The giant ephemeral fingers glided across her soles, every gentle touch sending tremors through her shrinking body.

“Ooh!” Maya squirmed, unable to contain her laughter as the magical energy danced across her vulnerable feet.

The tingling sensation intensified, and Maya gripped the nearby sheets as waves of ticklish pleasure coursed through her body. Each delicate touch across her arches drew forth increasingly high pitched giggles. Her usually icy composure was crumbling in the face of such overwhelming sensations.

“Keep going Katherine,” she ordered between fits of laughter and moans. "Don't stop!" She could feel Katherine's hands continue to pleasure her, loving each delicate touch.

The ephemeral hands also continued to reduce her height as her whole body trembled with the effort of enduring such exquisite ticklish pleasure. She felt herself shrinking further, well below six feet now. The changes were speeding up. Her strong and intimidating frame was almost gone, and she was getting close to her natural form. Each tickle and massage took off more of her height, and it felt like Katherine's pleasurable touches were speeding it along. Soon, she had reached her natural form, but the spell wasn’t done with her quite yet.

Suddenly, the spell's touch became playful rather than transformative. The abrupt change left her confused. “What could this mean?” she wondered eagerly.

An ethereal swat connected with her shrunken bottom, causing Maya to startle at the surprising slap. She let out a high-pitched yelp. Another phantom slap, more forceful this time, struck her much smaller posterior. When she instinctively tried to protect herself, the spectral fingers tickled her tummy, preventing any further defensive reaction.

“Oh my, the spell is really loving this transformation with both of us,” she whispered breathlessly. The spell's ephemeral fingers lingered on her chastened rear for a brief moment, tracing the curve of her now-petite rear before venturing further.

They then began to explore Maya’s most sensitive area, their touch feather-light at first. Maya gasped, her body tensing in anticipation. As this happened, she could feel Katherine walking up her body towards her breasts. The feeling of the spell mixed with Katherine's touch was unlike anything she had ever imagined.

Then, the spells teasing and pleasuring of her pussy became more forceful and dominant. She could feel herself in giant hands as they became stronger, more rough. The sensations reminded her of how she had fantasized about Ava. The strong fingers continued their exploration, their touch growing more insistent as they teased her moist lips. A low groan rumbled in her chest, the pleasure building with each stroke. They entered her, driving her wild. It had been so long since she had been touched like this, so long since she had allowed herself to be so vulnerable.

“Oh my god...” she whispered. A soft moan escaped her lips, the sound muffled by her hand.

The ghostly fingers stretched her, filling her completely, mimicking the way she had always wanted to be dominated by a worthy lover. A gasp escaped her lips, "Oh, Ava!"


Her fingers grabbed the sheets as if her life depended on it as the pleasure intensified. Her body convulsed, wave after wave of intense pleasure washing over her, each one stronger than the last. The spell mixed with Katherine's touches were pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

Maya had lost control, and was just a vessel for Katherine and the spell to pleasure. She was lost in the sensation, her mind a whirl of pure, unadulterated bliss. It was becoming too much and too pleasurable, but she couldn’t bring herself to want it to stop.

Then, as Katherine and the spell worked together, she had the best orgasm of her life. She cried out in ecstasy before collapsing on the bed, too worn out to move. The ghostly hands lingered for a moment, their touch now soothing the panting, much smaller woman. Then Maya felt them slowly dissipate, as if someone’s presence had forced them away. After a few seconds, her eyes snapped open at the sound of footsteps.

"Who could that be?" she thought, frightened that someone could discover her secret. "That sounds too big to be Katherine."

Maya looked up from the bed, shocked to see her secretary Ava. There stood Ava, mouth in a sneer, staring at her natural form like a hungry wolf. She took a deep breath, not sure what was going to happen next or what the spell had in store for her next.

"It's nice to meet you Maya. The real you," teased Ava.

Scared, the naked and shrunken Maya jumped up from the poolside bed. Ava stepped closer to her, now looking intimidating when she stood a half foot taller than her natural form. This caused Maya to freeze, unsure what to do.

"Ava. Wh- what are you doing here? You're supposed to be at the conference!" Maya squeaked.

"I'm here to teach you a lesson little Maya. But don't worry, I think you'll enjoy it. Or at least most of it. We both know this is what you have wanted for months. This was all part of our plan. Including you shrinking yourself to your natural form. You’re much easier to handle this way,” Ava teased with a mischievous grin. “Little Katy planted that idea in your head. Now, we have a long weekend ahead of us. And I don't think you're going to make the conference. Don’t worry, I already sent an email telling them that regretfully, you couldn’t make it."

“You’re crazy Ava!” growled Maya. “Get out of my way. If you think you can take advantage of this, you will regret it.” She tried to push Ava aside, but in her natural form she was simply too small and weak. Ava easily blocked her from escaping.

Now nervous and feeling more vulnerable than she had since she had learned the enhancement spell, she tried to dart past Ava so she could escape and cast the enhancement spell, but Ava caught her easily and threw her back on the poolside bed in a naked, crumpled heap. Then, Maya felt Ava stuff something in her mouth. It was her own skimpy bikini bottoms from before.

“Just to be safe,” teased Ava. “Now, here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to behave and do whatever we ask. And the first thing you’re going to do is give me those vulnerable little feet. It’s time to shrink you down to Katherine’s size.”

Maya looked up at Ava from the bed. She was nervous and feeling vulnerable, but also excited at what was about to happen. She had had these fantasies for months, but had stuffed them down so deeply that she had denied they even existed. Now that it was happening, she felt herself getting wet and turned on at the implications. But no, she would fight this. She was Maya Reeves, and she wouldn’t go down without a fight.

"Ava, I'm giving you one last chance to change your mind and for you to walk out of here. If not, you'll be sorry." Maya said, trying to project confidence and power to intimidate Ava, but not feeling it.

"Oh, really?" laughed Ava. "And what are you going to do little one?"

Incensed at how Ava, her lowly secretary, was treating her, Maya lost her cool. "You know who I am!" the shrunken woman shouted. "Do you really want to mess with me? If you do, you'll regret it. I'll ruin you! I'll make your life miserable! You have now idea how powerful I am!"

Ava laughed at the diminutive version of Maya in front of her trying to project authority. “Oh please stop, little Maya. You’re not in your enhanced form right now, so you just look ridiculous. You look like one of your own little secretaries. In fact, you’d be by far the smallest one! I bet they’d love to see you like this. Not so intimidating now, are you? The only thing you look like you should be running is a sorority meeting. Now stop this charade and give me those ticklish little feet. It’s time for you to pay for how you treated me and everyone else.”

Maya knew she had one last chance to get out of this. “You forgot one thing about your plan, Ava,” Maya sneered arrogantly, projecting confidence she didn’t have in her effort to bluff her way out of this. “I’m in my natural form. I can’t be shrunk. So there’s nothing you can do except be a catty bitch. I’ll restore myself when you leave and you’ll be fired as soon as I’m back to my normal form. You are just as stupid and incompetent as you look, Ava. You lost. Your career is over. Now get out of her and leave Katherine with me. We have a fun weekend ahead of us, and you’re not invited.”

“Ha!” laughed Katherine. “We know you’re lying Maya. You just shrunk me in my natural form. Those same witches you were talking to… I was too. And I made sure they left this part out. The spell has chosen Ava to be the one who claims you and shrinks you. She can shrink you still and there’s nothing you can do about it. And you fell for every trick. That email I sent teasing you about how you could only be dominant in your enhanced form? I knew you'd take the bait and shrink yourself to prove your dominance today. You’re so predictable. And now here you are, vulnerable and helpless. Today is the day you get shrunk and claimed by Ava and will be punished for how you treated others. And I'll be here to enjoy every second of it."

"Katherine, you stupid bitch!" Maya shouted. She tried to make one last dash for it, but in her shrunken form, Ava was just too strong. Ava easily tossed her back on the bed, and Maya landed with her face down and shrunken rear exposed. Ava took advantage to give a sharp swat to her left butt cheek before grabbing her left foot and mercilessly tickling her vulnerable sole.

Maya could feel herself beginning to dwindle, and she started to moan and giggle helplessly. Oh no, Maya thought. I've always been so careful. I always kept my boots so tight! My plan was perfect. I came here to shrink Katherine and dominate Ava, and now here I am being shrunken and claimed by my own secretary. Unable to do anything but laugh and moan in ecstasy, Maya gave into the pleasurable shrinking feeling, inch by inch of her natural form slowly melting away. She had been defeated, utterly, and Ava was about to take revenge for every slight and abuse Maya had so cruelly focused on her. She was already close to an orgasm as she thought about all the mistakes that had led her here.

“What will Ava do to me?” thought Maya. “And how much will I love it?” That was her last thought before the pleasure of the shrinking took over and she had such a powerful orgasm that she couldn’t even think.

[bigguy123456789]

Maya finally shrinks! I apologize for the bad editing, but I'm going to be traveling for work the next 3 weeks, and people seemed to want to see this finally happen. There's still a little buildup I have to add in the beginning, but it doesn't add much to the story.

[McShrinky]

When is the next update coming? Curious to see what happens to Maya next…

[bigguy123456789]

When is the next update coming? Curious to see what happens to Maya next…

If you want to read what happens next, here is an extremely rough draft: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1rjJ ... sp=sharing

It has edit access so you can leave suggestions.

[Captain Ash]

So, I finally made it to read Chapter 11.

It is not clear that the scene place at a hotel room in Miami.
Also, it is weird when a boss orders her employee to wear a bikini.
Better would be if Maya would come up with a false pretense why she would want Katy to wear a bikini, like to see if thes swimsuit is appropriate when they meet with the customers at the beach party.

The sex scenes were arousing, but for my taste too long.
That Katy and Ava set a trap for Maya was a nice twist.
So let see what is Ava trying to do with Maya next.