Life in miniature

Part 1

Kate smiled as she saw that her spell had worked. Her
friend, who had once stood at over six feet tall, was
now on the floor in front of her, only one inch tall.
She picked him up gently and held him in the palm of
her hand. Kate was only a petit woman, but she now
towered above him. “Don’t worry, I will reverse it”
Kate smiled. “But not yet”.

She picked up a pair of white silk knickers and smiled
as she unzipped a small compartment that she had sewed
into the back of the underwear. “This will be your
home, at least until morning” she smiled as she
dropped him inside. She then zipped the compartment
closed and locked it in place with a small padlock.

She put the knickers back into her underwear drawer
and pushed it closed. Everything went black. He
started to explore his silk cell, trying to find a
means of escape. But at his size the silk was
impenetrable, there was no way he could escape. He
knew she had him securely trapped and he just lay
there thinking of what she might have planned for him.

Kate came out of the shower and towelled herself dry.
She then walked over to her knicker drawer, her firm,
slim figure quivering as she walked. She opened the
drawer and smiled as she considered what to wear. She
pulled out the white silk pair in which her friend was
encased and purred, “Yes, I think I’ll wear you
tonight”. He could see what was coming next.

She pulled the knickers on over her tanned legs and up
to her pert backside. They were a snug fit. Snug for
her friend certainly; he was now trapped in a silk
cell, squeezed up against the bottom of her arse. She
then moved him slightly with her fingers, until he lay
partly submerged between her bum cheeks.

“A good fit I’d say” Kate purred as she walked around
her bedroom, getting used to the feel of her friend
between her cheeks. She then pulled out a pair of
jeans and eased them up over her long legs. She pulled
them all the way up and fastened them around her slim
waist with a thick, leather belt. 

Inside, all was pitch black. The jeans also served to
push him even further against the young woman’s arse.
He lay there, facing towards his captress, with silk
pushing against him in all directions. He could barely
move his arms and legs, but he moved a little to try
and find a more comfortable position.

Kate then tensed her arse. Her muscles gripped his
body and held it rigid. He tried to wriggle, but he
was caught. She then started to walk. He was buffeted
from one side to the other as the muscles in each leg
worked in turn. This was inescapable bondage; she
could do whatever she wanted with him.

Kate left the house and walked to her car. She opened
the door and eased herself inside and sat down. She
smiled as she thought about how her friend would be
feeling trapped beneath her. She wriggled a little and
felt him between her cheeks.

He lay there helplessly pinned beneath her. He
couldn’t move a muscle. Inside the car it was warm and
he could feel the temperature rising and a slight
tackiness as moisture from her arse started to seep
through the silk to where he lay. Time no longer had
any meaning, as he lay completely trapped in his warm
dark cell. 

She was enjoying the feeling of him right beneath her
arse. She thought about breaking wind and the effect
that that would have on him. He would be completely
immersed in the aroma for along time. There was no
ventilation where he was. She broke wind and smiled.

She arrived at the club and joined her friends. They
sat down on the sofa and started to drink. Once again
her weight held every one of his muscles locked in
place beneath her. She wriggled around as she laughed
with her friends. He just lay there and took the
punishment.

Kate then took to the floor for the dancing. It was
hot in the club and even hotter in Kate’s knickers. He
felt the tensing of each of her muscles in turn as she
danced. The temperature continued to rise and the
perspiration started to flow. 

Her knickers started to stick to her backside and ride
further into her arse as the heat increased. He
helplessly went with them. All around him was damp
with her perfume. 

By the end of the night, she was feeling very drunk
and staggered to the taxi. She and her girlfriends
walked into her house and collapsed on her bed
giggling. After half an hour of chat, Kate drifted off
to sleep, still fully dressed, still with her friend
firmly encased in her knickers. There was no need to
further secure him for the night, he was going
nowhere. 

(To be continued)


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