My New Shrinking Story: The Cult of Dwindle

[DollyBonnie]

Hey Everyone!

Been a really long time away. Life has been hectic and I finally started feeling like myself again post-pregnancy (#2 was a surprise and a bit rougher so stuff obviously got pushed aside). But I began writing this story in June and finally finished it. It is the first of a series of chapters that I hope you all enjoy.

I posted it on a few pages I share but here's the link to the DeviantArt page post: https://www.deviantart.com/sciguy84/art/1102388607

Synopsis:
Four young woman from a suburb who have been friends since childhood decide to partake in a local urban legend ritual before leaving for college. Little do they know what they see as harmless fun comes with a heavy price. The more they participate, the deeper they are sucked into a magical cult where the consequences for playing with powers they do not understand are high.

Bonnie

[greenhereact]

Great story. I really loved the emphasis of the ladies shrinking down into their clothes. It shows off how vulnerable they get as they dwindle, like their garments are betraying them (even if a few appear to have fun with it).

[DollyBonnie]

Thanks! I really tried to capture that (and the fun elements). I am trying to show it as an empowering and liberating experience but also a “de-civilizing” one (as exemplified by their loss of modesty). Like, if you’re that small, you technically might not be human so there are no “rules” or expectations. And especially for women, that can be empowering and freeing. It’s this complex mix of a whole bunch of things.

I’m still not sure how I want to end the story. Got an outline for Chapter 2 and Chapter 3. But Chapters 4 and 5 (5 seems like a good number to end on before it gets too repetitive), got no idea other than what was alluded to that folks who played with this power don’t talk about it… if they’re even around anymore.

So I got thinking to do. But always welcome feedback from the community.