My Lovely Sylvia (Complete)

[LOD]

Thank you for posting this story. Your style makes it very easy to visualise every action.

[qzar9999]

Well, this is certainly well-written. You've got style, pseudo.

[Max24]

Keep going we like it so far.

[Nom Anor]

Giggity...

[Clickme]

Again, very well written, and amazing descriptions that, well conveying spectacular detail, do not poor out as badly scripted porno lines.

Can't wait for the next installment! ^_^

[pseudoclever]

Wow guys, I love The Process. You guys are really supportive. Quick question though...is there a way to change the title of this thread as it appears in the shrinking forum? I'd be nice to be able to say "Updated!"

Anyway, here's part 3!


Once more I found myself in the world of the living. I brushed my lips softly against hers. And again I tried to communicate an idea with a kiss ? round two. Maybe she understood, because the kiss she returned felt like wind upon dying embers, raising them again into a towering inferno.

I took Sylvia in my arms and, with some effort, stood to my feet. ?Which way to the bedroom?? I grinned. She hesitated, but just for an instant. She squeezed me, and nodded towards the stairs. Holding her tight against me, I carried her across the dark room.

Upstairs, the hallway was black as pitch. After a moment I sensed more than saw a light in front of me. I headed towards it, feeling my way with my foot, and found a door. From across the room I could see a clock radio gleaming in the darkness. Sylvia hugged me in a way that I took to mean that she wanted down. I obeyed, and a moment later she clicked on a bed-side lamp. It was a fifteen-watt bulb, obviously meant for reading. Appropriate mood-lighting, I thought.

The room was full of boxes. It looked as though she'd made some effort at unpacking. Bookshelves and dressers were in place, and some school supplies and nicknacks were strewn about. In the corner I could see a desktop computer, fully assembled, with cables running to a blinking router. ?Nice rig,? I commented.

?Thanks. It was the first thing I unpacked actually.?

But at this moment, these details were of little concern to me. I crossed the room and playfully pushed Sylvia down on the bed. I pounced, landing with my knees on either side of her hips. Taking her hands, I pinned them above her head. This action had the feel of symmetry. It hadn't been so long ago that she'd taken control of me in this way. Now I was in charge. While you still can, I thought to myself with a hint of mischief. You won't be able to again for a long time.

I kissed her roughly, and pressed my naked flesh against hers. She was pretty strong for a girl, but by now she was small enough that I could over-power her without much trouble. I reveled in this advantage. Sylvia, for her part, seemed to be enjoying herself. Perhaps after a lifetime spent towering over most people, she longed to be dominated, to have someone else be the boss. Maybe she was just horny.

I was conscious of her body receding beneath me with each passing moment. Before long I found that I only needed one hand to hold both of hers in place. I used my other to caress her, letting my fingers search out every sensitive area they could reach. Her moaning grew louder as she writhed beneath me. At last I broke our kiss. ?Do you have any condoms?? I breathed softly into her ear. My pulse quickened in anticipation of her answer.

Again, her hesitation was barely perceivable. But then she smiled. ?Don't worry,? she said. ?Part of my 'condition.' I can't get pregnant.? Condition, I mused. I would have to ask her about that eventually. But there was time enough for that later. For now, her words had raised my excitement to a fever-pitch. It was as though I was a child who had just been told there would be two Christmases this year.

I placed my hands on each of her thighs, and nudged suggestively. With eyes locked intently on mine, she slowly spread her legs. I kissed her, trying to append the message ?everything is going to be alright.? My finger briefly stroked her womanhood, making sure she was ready. When at last I judged she was wet enough, I slid down the bed and positioned myself in front of her. And slowly, carefully, I pushed into her.

For the first moment the friction was too much. Sylvia grunted in discomfort, and I almost pulled out. But then I was in, surrounded by a velvet softness that was almost indescribable. Her juices flowed, and our pain was quickly replaced with the glowing pleasure of this most human act of love. Our thrusting was wild and random at first, but before long we found our rhythm. Her moans became one deep and constant song of ecstasy.

And now her shrinking was impossible to miss. I could actually see my lover dwindling away. Each time I pushed forward I found myself pressing deeper and deeper into her. Her body grew lighter, her chorus of pleasure louder. Meanwhile the feeling of her sopping little sex was driving me over the edge. So warm, so tight. Reality became a blur of sensation. Her fingernails were digging into my back. Her head was sliding lower on the bed. My cock was being squeezed harder and harder.

?Oh my god! It's amazing, oh my god!? She was screaming now, a sound that was much higher-pitch than I would have expected. ?Oh god don't stop!? I felt her start to pulsate against me. Each time her body spasmed she shrank smaller. Suddenly her howls of ecstasy changed, became more desperate, and she struggled against me. With a sudden rush my brain started to work again. One thought burned in my mind ? pull out! I snapped backward, exiting her with an audible POP.

She quickly reached down with her hand and took hold of my length. She gave me a few sensual jerks, and she kneaded my balls lovingly. With that, I came all over my lovely Sylvia. My cum spewed out, coating her stomach and breasts, some even landing on her beautiful face. Exhausted, I collapsed next to her on the bed.

We lay together, side by side. My legs felt like rubber. My head swam. My lungs burned. And then I felt a tiny, childlike hand taking mine. She gave me a squeeze, and I returned it. I wondered just how small she'd become, and soon my curiosity was enough to fuel my recovery.

I maneuvered myself into a sitting position, and beheld the woman lying beside me. Her eyes were open, and she seemed to be studying me. I must've seemed huge to her. Sylvia looked no larger than a child of six or seven. Her body was proportioned exactly the same. The same curves, the same pretty face. But somehow, she seemed...cuter. It was impossible to quantify. Maybe it was the way she appeared so helpless and fragile. Or perhaps it was the expression on her face ? adoration, twinged with just a hint of fear and insecurity. ?Well?? she asked expectantly. ?Aren't you going to say anything??

I bent down and placed my face at her level, trying to be as non-threatening as possible. ?You're gorgeous,? I said, and kissed her soundly. She put her arms around my neck and hugged me. For some reason, this felt better than anything else we'd done that night. I lifted her into my lap, and she wrapped her legs around me. We sat together like that for a long time. I held her small body against me, and savored every detail of the moment. The slow throbbing of her heart. Her hair tickling my cheek. And I thought about how strange and wonderful this evening had been.

When at last we parted, the beauty of the experience was marred somewhat by the sticky substance she had left on my chest. I looked down at her in horror, and she burst out laughing. ?Well, as long as we're both disgusting now,? she said, ?what do you think about taking a shower??

I helped her to the floor. She padded around the room, childlike fascination on her face. ?Wow, I don't think I've ever been THIS small before!? she exclaimed. ?You really did a number on me.? Seeing her walk around like this put her size in perspective, and I had to stand back in awe. The top of her head only came up to middle of my chest, which put her somewhere in the neighborhood of four feet tall. She ran over, and grabbed my hand. ?Come on, let's get cleaned up!?

Her loss of height seemed to have imbued Sylvia with joyful energy. She practically skipped ahead of me as she led me to the bathroom, looking over her shoulder every few steps to make sure I was following. Her face was alight with happiness, her eyes twinkled.

Once in the bathroom, Sylvia fiddled with the ancient plumbing. Hot water poured from the faucet. Giving her a hand up, we climbed into the shower. I helped soap her up, enjoying the feel of her slippery skin. I spent a disproportionately long time cleaning her breasts, causing her to sigh contentedly. At this size they were a perfect handful, and I wasn't able to pull myself away until I noticed that she had started to shrink again. She took the soap from my hand, and began to return the favor, massaging it into my chest.

?You know, I really don't want to spoil the mood,? I said, trying to figure out how to broach this difficult subject. ?But I'm really curious about your...condition. If it's not to hard to talk about....?

She smiled, her eyes betraying an obscure sorrow. ?No, it's...you deserve an explanation. You've been so good to me. Everyone else, when they found out....? she trailed off, and I waited patiently.

After a long pause, she began. ?It was right after I hit puberty. I'd always been sort of tall for my age. It made life hard. Some of the kids made fun of me for it ? bean-pole, big freak...Stilt-Legged Sylvia, I hated that one the most. I guess I...wished to be shorter.

?Anyway, I was just discovering boys. There was one I had a school girl crush on...Billy Ulman was his name. He was kind of a bully, always gave me a hard time about my height. But it didn't matter. I used to sit in class, staring at the back of his head, dreaming about what I wanted to do to him. And I started to notice that sometimes, after an especially detailed fantasy, my clothes felt a bit loose, or my shoes didn't fit quite right.

?I didn't worry too much about it, until one night. I had just accidentally figured out how good it felt to touch myself. I was lying in bed, masturbating, thinking about Billy. That was my first orgasm ever ? I had no idea what it was. After that I went to get out of bed, and the floor was too far away. I was almost a foot shorter.

?I ran into my parent's bedroom, naked and crying. They didn't know what to do. I mean, what could they do? They took me to the doctor. To a lot of doctors, actually. It was so embarrassing. Once they figured out that getting turned on was what led to my shrinking, it was a nightmare. Have you ever had to jack off in a hospital? And then have tests run on you? When you're tiny?? She shuddered.

?So what was causing it?? I asked, fascinated by her story.

She shrugged. ?The best I ever got from a doctor was, 'the symptoms are consistent with prolonged radiation exposure.' They said my white blood cell count was low, and they found out I was sterile. Other than that...I don't think anyone knows. They gave me some pills that kept me from getting aroused, but that was terrible. I felt like a zombie.

?So for the last couple years I've just been really careful. Whenever I've been with someone I've had to try hard not to enjoy sex. And whenever anyone I was seeing discovered my secret, they'd freak out and leave.

?But you...? she wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me. Given the emotional nature of the situation, I tried to ignore her bosom pressing into my crotch. ?Something about you makes me feel...safe? I love talking to you, you really get me. And you just turn me on so much, I can't even explain it. That, and the drinks....?

One detail about her story bothered me. ?So how do you get back to normal? I mean, it has to wear off. You were gigantic earlier...not that I mind!? I added quickly.

She grinned. ?It's weird. I go to bed, get a full night's sleep. And I wake up the big, beautiful girl that you met earlier today.?

Convenient, I thought. We stood close, enjoying the hot water and just being together. Sylvia's words had given me a great deal to think about. But instead of musing about her hardships, another sort of idea had started to bounce around in my head. ?What time do you have class tomorrow?? I asked.

?Ahh, tomorrow is my down day I think. I was just going to explore the town a little. Why??

I didn't answer right away. Again, I was faced with two distinct paths through the universe. My plan felt wrong, like such a dirty thing to do. But Sylvia had said the effects were only temporary. And for some reason, I found it incredibly arousing when she got smaller. I could feel myself starting to get hard, and I knew that my body had already made my decision for me. ?Because...? I said slowly, ominously. ?I'm going to see just how small I can make you.?

[Clickme]

Another great addition! ^_^

[OliverKlozoff]

At the risk of sounding like an echo:

Dude, you're awesome. Not only is your story gramatically correct (a rarity), but it's well-written. The SW community is extremely fortunate to have you as a contributor.

[TF-Viewer]

It almost brings a tear to my eye, I haven't read such a well written story in a long time. Great job.

[scidram]

This is high-quality stuff. Thanks for sharing, and I am sad that you say it only has one more chapter.

[rabbit_king]

has to be one of the best stories i have ever read. and its funny i dated a girl named Sylvia

[wilkem101]

Originally Posted by scidram

This is high-quality stuff. Thanks for sharing, and I am sad that you say it only has one more chapter.

only one more chapter? please tell me that once you finish this story, you'll start another one. this story is great!!