Mishaps With Shrink Rays - an Anthology by DaBoss

Rated: 🔴 - Sexual Themes and Violence
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Added: 04/14/2025
Updated: 04/14/2025

Brooke sat there at the table in the very fancy restaurant, taking a sip from her green apple martini.  She twirled her pasta onto her fork, but kept smiling and trying to look cute while she ate.  


Working as an emergency dispatcher for a police and fire department meant Brooke often worked weird hours, and usually didn’t date much.  The dirty blonde in her late twenties had taken up using Tinder lagely, and after ignoring and blocking several creeps, had started talking with a guy named Christian.


Something about Christian instantly made Brooke feel comfortable.  Normally most guys she dated wanted her weirdest 911 call stories, while this guy just wanted to talk about her interests.  The attraction was also almost instantaneous to this guy.  He was tall, handsome, only two years younger than Brooke and worked as a physical trainer at a gym.  


Though she almost never took guys home on the first date, Brooke had a very good feeling about Christian.  Brooke ordered herself another green apple martini, along with some dessert.  


For Christian, he was also having a wonderful time.  The conversation flowed naturally, and he was able to act like he cared about several of Brooke’s interests.  Brooke was a very attractive woman, her dark blonde hair curled naturally, a woman who was still in pretty good shape despite having a bigger ass and perky c-cup breasts.  ‘She’ll be perfect’, Christian thought to himself, watching his date slam another cocktail.  


What Brooke had not yet realized about Christian, was that he was interested in her for more than just a date.  Brooke had not yet realized that Christian was actually a serial kidnapper.  This creep owned his own shrink ray, which was currently hidden in the trunk of his car.  Christian regularly went on dates like this, using nearly every app he could find.  More often than not, there was never a second date.  His dates usually disappeared without a trace.  


Christian absolutely loved playing and toying with shrunken women.  It gave him an incredible, sexual thrill, so much so that he struggled to be satisfied sexually when making love to a woman who was normal sized.  He really did whatever he wanted with them, swallowing women whole, shoving them up his ass, dropping his erect cock on top of them.  


Right now, in between nods and smoldering glances towards his date, Christian’s mind was racing about what to do with Brooke once he shrunk her down.  He was currently torn between swallowing her while with his penis or simply squishing her underneath his big toe.  His heart started to race, and a bulge started to grow in his pants as he thought about it.  


“Check please,” he said to the waiter with a smile, his plan set in motion.  “Want to go anywhere?” he asked, turning his attention back to Brooke.  “Go to a bar, back to one of our places?”


Slightly tipsy, Brooke blushed and giggled.  “Hmmmmm, idunnno,” she said in a teasing tone.  “Mayyyyybe we can go back to my place!”


Christian’s eyes lit up and he smiled.  “I don’t think I can resist that,” he fake laughed.  His heart raced as the drunk woman led him out of the restaurant towards his car, holding his hand tightly.  


It was a short ride back to Brooke’s apartment, and she jokingly sang along to the radio the entire time.  ‘Almost a shame’, Christian thought to himself, parking out front.  Despite Brooke subpar directions, she lived close enough to the restaurant that Christian found it rather easily.  


“I’m gonna grab my jacket out of the trunk really quick,” Christian said, strolling around to the side of the vehicle.  


“Why?  It’s not that cold inside?” the drunk Brooke laughed.  


Christian ignored the comment.  Popping open the trunk he grabbed a black jacket and tossed it over his shoulder.  “Ready?” he smiled, hiding all signs that a shrink ray was contained inside the jacket.  


Punching in her key code, Brooke led the way into her apartment.  It was relatively small, a simple one bedroom one bath.  “This is perfect,” Christian said aloud.  


“Yeah it’s a nice little place,” Brooke said, trying to rest her head against his chest.  


‘No pets, no roommates, just perfect’, Christian thought, deciding it was about time to make his move.  “So what do you wanna…” he started to say, before Brooke stepped into him and placed both of her hands on his butt.  


Standing up on her top toes, Brooke thrust her tongue into Christian’s mouth, as the two began to passionately make out.   


“Come on, I want to have some fun,” Brooke said, leading Christian into her bedroom.  


“Me too,” the man responded, falling back onto Brooke’s bed with her on top of him.  Christian found himself getting more and more excited, as Brooke placed her knees firmly against his crotch.  


“Why don’t I get out of these clothes,” she whispered.  Jeff didn’t have a chance to protest even if he wanted to.  He figured he watch the show before he shrunk her, it only excited him more.  


Brooke stood up and shook her ass playfully at Christian.  Soon enough, she had stripped down into her underwear, a sexy black bikini with matching thong.  “Do you like what you see?” she asked, giving him a sexy little twirl.  


Christian’s eyes were nearly bulging out of his head.  “Yes.  Yes I do.”  As the gorgeous woman did her best to be cute and squeeze her boobs together, Christian subtlety started stretching, reaching towards his jacket.  Her in nothing but her underwear, this was too perfect.  


A slight sense of discomfort but Brooke, who placed a hand on her stomach.  She didn’t want to ruin the mood and let Christian know her stomach was upset, but she knew she needed to step out quickly.  “I’ll be right back,” she slurred, turning to walk out towards the bathroom really quick.  


Brooke tried her best to play it cool, so she paused and playfully shook her ass a few times in the doorway.  This was the moment Christian was waiting for.  


With Brooke’s back still turned, the perverted guy took his chance.  Gripping the shrink ray, Christian noticed his hands were shaking more than usual in excitement.  He was mentally picturing himself masturbating, while preparing to step on Brooke’s ant sized body under his bare foot.  


Taking a deep breath, Christian took a split second to try and steady his hand.  Pulling the trigger on the ray, the invisible beam shot out, rapidly approaching Brooke.  


That split second Christian took ended up costing him.  It allowed enough time for Brooke to just walk out of the beam's pathway, baking a beeline towards her bathroom as her stomach growled again.  


Unfortunately for Christian, Brooke had a full length body mirror right outside her doorway.  It came in very handy getting ready in the mornings, and as it turned out, was very useful in deterring would-be kidnappers.  Before Christian knew what was happening, the beam ricocheted off the mirror, striking his body.  


The shrinking was instantaneous.  Christian instantly felt weightless, as his entire body experienced a falling sensation.  Christian had actually experienced shrinking, and was too disoriented to do anything.  


After what felt like an eternity, Christian came to his senses on the soft fabric he instantly recognized as Brooke’s bed.  “We’ll, shit,” he mumbled, unable to see his shrink ray.  He hadn’t realized that when he was hit by the beam he dropped the shrink ray and it bounced underneath Brooke’s bed.  


“Okay, stay calm, you got this,” the tiny creep mumbled to himself, trying to convince himself everything would be alright.  “What to do, what to do,” he started to say, before an ominous crashing sound could be heard approaching the room.


It didn’t take much brain power to figure out what or who was about to enter the room, but despite this Christian was still speechless seeing the titanic body of Brooke appear in the doorway.  


“HEYYYYY, DID YOU MISS ME?” the goddess giggled, standing in the dirt way before stopping dead in her tracks.  


Despite the fear from his current predicament, Christian was now rock hard, as the tipsy giantess was now fully nude, her right hand caressing her right breast, while her left hand waited on her left hip.  


“WHAT THE FUCK?!  BABY WHERE'D YOU GO?” the giant woman called out, clearly confused by where her lover had slipped off too.  She took a few steps forward, rattling the ground beneath her.  


“Brooke I’m down here!” The tiny man, smaller than half a centimeter tall yelled, trying his best to grab the giant woman’s attention.  Christian was trying to ignore the irony of the situation, he was extremely humiliated that he’d need her help to get out of this situation.  


“WELL WHAT THE HELL?!” the drunk woman said in an annoyed tone, starting to haul her enormous body on top of her bed.  


“Shit, Brooke watch out!” Christian shouted, as his date’s hand nearly flattened him.  He broke into a sprint, narrowly avoiding one of her feet as well.  Then an ominous shadow hovered over Christian’s miniscule form.  Looking up, he saw that from the way Brooke had maneuvered herself up onto the bed, he was directly under her giant ass.  


The massive cheeks descended almost in slow motion.  Christian’s life started to flash before his eyes and panic raced through his veins.  Christian knew he didn’t have enough time to sprint in the other direction, away from Brooke’s cheeks, which left him one option if he wanted to live.  


Using his most precise judgment, Christian tried to line himself up there he’d be underneath Brooke’s crack.  When he thought he had it, the tiny man curled up into a ball and prayed it worked.  


Brooke’s ass made contact with the bed, cheeks on either side of the tiny man.  A moment of relief washed over Christian, realizing he had not been pulverized under this woman’s buttocks.  That was short lived.  


Still a bit dazed, Christian was brought back to reality by a foul odor.  Looking up, he realized he was staring directly at Brooke’s asshole.  “Oh shit,” the tiny man whispered, now nauseated at the putrid sphincter starting to twitcher and pucker above him.  


“Okay, I’m fine,” Christian whispered to himself, before hearing a deep growling coming from high above him.


“Ugh, Jesus what did I eat?” the still tipsy Brooke slurred aloud, placing a hand on her stomach.  The giant woman closed her eyes momentarily and exhaled.  


Christian could see it coming but couldn’t do anything to prevent it.  He watched the gross, wrinkled skin seem to quiver a few times, before stretching and opening.  As christian started to shout “no!” Brooke expelled a noxious wave of hot fumes and gas onto the tiny man.  


“Oh my god that’s better,” Brooke sighed, feeling the extreme discomfort in her abdomen subside for the time being.  


It was a hellacious experience for Christian.  His eyes burned and watered.  The awful smell had penetrated his nose and he was unable to stop the coughing and gagging.  


What would prove to be worse though, was him losing his cool as a result of it.  In his panic and desperation to get some fresh air and escape his disgusting hiding spot, Christian rolled to his right, making contact with the sensitive skin of Brooke’s inner right asscheek.  


The giant woman was irritated by this, and decided to get more comfortable.  Raising herself up momentarily to readjust, she shifted her position to directly over Christian once more.  


“Brooke no!  Not again!” Christian managed to spit out, wiping his eyes before seeing the mountain of flesh descending down towards him once more.  


The giant right cheek of Brooke made short work of Christian’s tiny frame.  In less than a second, his body was obliterated, reduced to a red smear on the side of her ass.  Brooke hadn’t even felt it.  


“Well, dammit,” she muttered before looking for her phone and opening Tinder back up.  “Maybe he got scared.  Guess I’m too much woman for him,” she said to herself with a laugh.  She started to scroll through dating apps, seeing if there was someone else she could hook up with tonight.