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Re: The Happiest Birthday - Denouement 1.26.11
-September 12th (continued again)- NEW 1.28.11
Mai grabbed the giggling blond by the waist and marched to the plastic Barbie couch. She certainly wasn’t big enough to lift Meg off the ground with one hand anymore, but she could still easily throw her under an arm like an over-sized sack of potatoes.
Settling her perfect tan ass down on the couch made me realize that Mai had finally shrunk to her desired height. Around Barbie-standard height, though she was probably still half a head taller. She always made a point of staying bigger than Meg and me whenever visited Tiny Town. Even small, she liked to keep a physical advantage. Under Meg’s training Mai was getting good enough the brew a wide variety of shrinking drafts. It wasn’t hard to hit her desired altitude.
“YEOW!” Meg hollered as the first stinging slap rained down on her pale posterior.
“Oops,” giggled Mai. “Don’t own my own strength.”
The next blow must’ve been a touch softer. It still got a grunt and gasp out of Meg, but she didn’t scream. I had been standing on Mai’s right hand side with a perfect view of Meg enormous up-turned ass. The Asian giantess was finding her stride now, smoothly slinging a regular series of slaps against Meg’s increasingly pink posterior. Meg made a point of biting her lip in an attempt to resist before simply giving up and shrieking in pleasure.
Mai was working up a sheen of sweat. She paused on an upswing, “You know, for a little girl, you’ve got a big ass.”
“I-I know I’m a lot curvier than I used to be,” Meg panted. “But you better not be calling me fat!”
“Seriously, girl, talk about a full moon,” Mai said.
Before my last birthday Meg had been a tall, slender platinum blond with smallish breasts, large nipples (the kind she couldn’t hide on a cold day), long legs, and a skinny butt. How things had changed. While she was still blond, most of the other adjectives had been completely over-hauled.
Meg’s breasts were now enormous and simultaneously ridiculously firm. They thrust off her chest in a gravity defying way. As though they had been drawn by an overly horny comic book artist. Despite their size, they were also all natural, or perhaps- due to the magic potion that had increased them to their current volume- I should say ‘supernatural’. I got hard just thinking of these miracles of womanhood.
Although her breasts might have been Meg’s most drastic change, they were certainly not the only. Her slender frame had been traded in for an athletic one. Athletically built, but also sporting an hourglass figure with significantly wider hips than when she started. Her frame looked like a fusion between a volleyball player and a burlesque dancer. As for her height and long legs- they were a matter of perspective. Meg was only 9 inches tall, but I was only 3. To me she appeared to be an 18 foot tall giantess with legs longer than my entire body. A top-heavy titan. But that was only my point of view. Cassy saw her as a tiny fragile doll, and Mai still saw her as a ‘little girl’- albeit, a little girl with a big butt.
“It’s not that big,” Meg retorted.
“Are you nuts?” Meg asked, “Look at it! It’s huge! A wonder of nature! Almost as if it’s getting larger right before my-“
Her voice broke off. Mai’s hand had been tracing the muscular curves of Meg’s backside as she spoke. It would’ve been impossible to not notice that it had begun to glow a hot pink. One handprint stood apart from the others, a reddening silhouette in memory of Mai’s first overly fierce spank. Mai laid her hand gently on Meg’s naked rump reflexively lining her hand up with its red counter part…
But she couldn’t. Not quite.
The tender skin eclipsed her hand on all sides. Her tan hand fit neatly inside its red contour. Almost as if the hand that left that mark had been somehow been larger than Mai’s own.
“Oh,” she said.
“Oh?” Meg repeated. “You get it now, do you?” She was still bent over Mai’s lap but could feel the balance of power shifting. She gave her ass a cute little wriggle.
“Want to get in a few more slaps? Or am I starting to get heavy for you.”
With that said I could see that it was true. When Mai had sat on the couch her feet had been flat on the floor. Her shins had been tall enough that her long thighs actually angled up off the couch she had been sitting on. Not anymore. Pushed down by Meg’s weight, Mai’s thighs now laid flat and only her tippy toes made contact with the ground. When the spanking began the spanker had dwarfed spankee, but these two women were roughly equal in size. Mai might have had a slight height advantage over Meg, but even as I watched I could see that lead quickly evaporating.
Mai tried to get up, knocking Meg to the ground in the process. She failed. Her newly shorter legs lacked the leverage to push Meg’s growing weight off her. Mai kicked her legs and pushed against Meg’s naked backside with little effect. Grunting with effort her hands looked positively dainty against the pale peach.
“What’s the matter?” Meg asked. She was now thoroughly pinning the smaller woman to the couch. “You can’t get up? But, I’m just a little girl. Why don’t you just throw me to off your lap? Come on, what are you waiting for, Big Asia?”
“You’re crushing me,” Mai cried out, both fists hammering down on Meg’s ass. Mai was noticeably smaller. Her feet didn’t come close to touching the ground anymore.
“Mmmm… that feels good,” Meg smiled. While still laying in a submissive position, Meg was anything but… It looked like Meg had fallen on top of a grade schooler.
“Get off me, you cow!” Mai’s words were harsh, but her amusement was plain (even if somewhat strained).
“OK, OK,” Meg giggled. She rolled off of Mai and stood in front of the couch. “First you call me ‘fat’, then ‘cow’ you really don’t know how to talk to your betters, do you?”
“You’re not my better,” Mai said, “just my ‘bigger’.” Mai slid to the floor, too. Momentarily she remained bent over, rubbing her aching thighs. When she stood, she was almost eye-to-nipple with Meg.
“And don’t forget it,” Meg said. She punctuated her statement by rocking back on her heels and bumping her tits into the small Asian girl’s face.
Mai pushed the bodacious curves away from her. Giggling she said, “OK. You win. What the fuck did you do to me?”
“I shrank you,” Meg smiled, “duh.”
I watched as Mai got smaller still. Soon she was looking up at the undersides of Meg’s staggering bosom. Some kind of second stage of shrinking had kicked in during Meg’s spanking. The first shrink from 60 to 12 inches had been very even- starting fairly quick and ending very slow. Then it had plateaued for a bit. But this new round of reduction seemed to go in fits and starts. Mai wasn’t shrinking right now, but when she did you could actually watch her recede before your eyes.
“You might be an apt pupil,” Meg smiled down at the one-time giantess, “but I’m still the master. Granted you can brew a pretty good shrink potion, but only I’m good enough to spike it.”
Meg continued to explain to her dwindling audience that the last time she had made herself big, she laced Mai’s drink with a delayed action secondary shrinking draft. Its trigger was dependant on an orgasmic kickoff. An idea inspired by the accident that led Meg to her own current miniature, busty status.
“I knew you begging for a spanking was too good to be true. All part of your evil plan, huh?”
“You were a Big Bully,” Meg smiled, “I needed something to distract you while I turned you into Pipsqueak.”
Meg turned and pushed her naked ass into Mai’s chest. Her hips were easily shoulder high to the smaller woman.
“That,” Meg admitted, “and it’d been more than a month since I got a good spanking. Jeff tries, but I’m just too much woman for him.” She smiled at me, then she rubbed her still pink backside with long fingers. “You, however, packed quite a wallop. Not anymore, though.”
She looked skyward with a glassy smile, “Hmm… maybe if the two of you worked together. I’ve never had a double spanking.”
“Perv,” Mai smiled and gave Meg’s right cheek another slap.
“You know it.”
Mai shifted her gaze toward me. She eyed me casually and then did a double take.
“Whoah!” she gasped, “When did that get so big? That dick of yours certainly isn’t the runt of the litter anymore, is it?”
She was still much, much taller than I was, but noticeably smaller than Meg. Twelve feet tall on her tip toes, I’d say. Any shorter, and she have to trade in her giantess status for that of an Amazon.
Meg swatted, Mai’s backside. Lightly. “Mind your tongue, wench, or you’ll be sorry.”
“No,” Mai pleaded, “I’m not going to get shorter than mister shrimpy-pants, am I?”
“…mmmmmmabye.” Meg said, her lips in a tight-lip smile.
“Oh crap,” Mai said.
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