Helen’s Little Prize!
After he got off the bus, Jeff strolled along the main street two blocks until he got to the intersection. There, he crossed at the light and went down a placid side street, walking to his suburban dwelling, the one story home surrounded by a few trees.
Once inside the house, the guy went into the bathroom, washed his hands, and then entered the kitchen where he made himself a cup of coffee. The black brew consumed, Jeff went into the livingroom and stared up at the grandfather clock, seeing three thirty five. To himself, he mumbled, “ Ok..., got myself almost two hours of peace before she gets here...can catch up with some reading before I gotta make dinner.”
Jeff worked in a retail store as a simple stock clerk, starting at seven in the morning and quitting at three. Since his old car broke down, the guy had to take the bus to work. To his misfortune, his wife was basically the boss, for the man had no college degree, his wife on the other hand having graduated from a university and finding a job with a software company as one of its managers. When they got married, he thought she’d be a stay at home lady. The woman, nevertheless, had other ideas, earning her degree and rising up a few years later in the business world, making about four times the yearly income that he earned, obviously giving her some additional leverage in their relationship.
Despite his frustrations at having to play second fiddle to a woman, Jeff found a way to escape; he withdrew into books and movies. This helped the twenty nine year old to forget his plight.
In the afternoon silence, Jeff sat down on the livingroom sofa and reached for a book he’d been reading, something he got from the local library. Once the pages were open, Jeff started were he left off, reading a work written by a female author, the lady describing certain trends in today’s world, making predictions of what’s to come. His eyes moving back and forth, Jeff took in the stuff:
“...with the emergence of female economic power, we see a steady change in the relation between the genders..., even what’s going on in the bedroom is changing..., in the fifties, only twenty percent of couples reported engaging in cunnilingus..., now that figure is up to over eighty percent...”
Laughing to himself, Jeff remarked, “ Where do they find all these people to answer such questions..., oh well...”
However, he had to admit that was something his wife insisted on, the thirty two year old lady always ask for it; she kind of demanded it!
Going on, the page said:
“...for many couples, it goes even further. Face sitting is practiced more and more. Indeed, more women want their posteriors kissed, a sign of their increasing clout...”
Again, his relationship with the lady he shared his life with was the same, that too was something his wife demanded.
Finally, he took in the words:
“...who knows, perhaps women shall rise further and further, surpass men..., one day we may live in a world where men look up to women everywhere, a world where one can almost say that men are all shrunk to insignificance, tiny creatures at the feet of the female gender, looking up in fear and awe...”
Suddenly, Jeff felt a surge of anger go through his system, causing the guy to forcefully toss the book toward the livingroom’s floor, seeing it land on its front cover. All alone with himself, Jeff cussed, “ Why the fuck did I have to pick that book...I’m supposed to read things that make me forget about all that shit..., not get me all worked up about it!”
After he calmed down, the guy got up and strolled out of the livingroom and into the kitchen where he continued walking, bringing himself to the rear of the structure where the bedroom was located. Inside the smaller chamber now, Jeff sat down on the bed and bent forward, reaching for his shoe laces, wishing to remove his sneakers.
As he untied the laces, he suddenly said to himself, “ She’s right..., that lady author..., things are changing...changing faster than expected...women are obviously rising pretty fast in the world.” His shoes off, Jeff set the things to the side when out of the blue, certain words from that same book hit him, hit him in the most vulnerable part of his mind, the phrase repeating itself over and over, “...tiny creatures at the feet of the female gender...tiny creatures at the feet of the female gender...tiny creatures...” Trying as best he could to shrug off both the feeling and the thoughts, Jeff stood up, wishing to leave the bedroom. Nevertheless, he felt stranger and stranger; it was as if the author’s words took hold of him somehow, as if they had a magical force and power all to their own!
A moment later, poor Jeff exclaimed,, “ What’s happening to me...why do I feel so weird..., so put down, so humiliated!” It didn’t take five more seconds and Jeff’s head moved back and forth, the guy’s eyes exploring the room, confused at the apparent change in everything around him. A few more seconds and Jeff realized what was happening, yelling out into the lonely silence, “ No..., it can’t be...this is impossible..., nothing like this can happen...!”
It was all true. Jeff started shrinking, getting smaller and smaller, progressively reduced to a shorter and shorter height, the guy shrinking right out of his clothes! Finally, the man was down to only an inch in height, shrunk to insignificance, looking up at everything around him, standing upon his collapsed attire, fear and confusion in his eyes!
The little one inch high naked man slowly crawled off if his clothes, his tiny face twisted with terror. Once he was on the floor, next to the bed, little Jeff gazed ahead and looked in the closet’s direction, the thing’s door wide open. Not knowing what else to do at the moment, the man ventured forth. Finally, he stood before a pair of his wife’s pumps, the high heeled shoes just sitting there, images to the power the lady had over him, power that was now increased, considering his new situation!
Like a bug, Jeff slowly and cautiously ventured from the bedroom. At last, after a short while, he was back in the livingroom. There, on the floor was the book he was reading, reminding him of his plight, the “thing” that caused it all, the words on its pages “responsible” for making him so small.
For the remaining time before five thirty, Jeff did nothing except stand there, looking around, scared and afraid. At last, the grandfather clock read five thirty seven. As he stood there before the livingroom table, he heard the sound of a car enter the drive, followed by footsteps, the impact of heels upon the pavement! After a car door slammed shut, Jeff listened closely as the footsteps came closer and closer, finally coming to a halt before the front door.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Obviously, since Jeff was too small to do anything, he just stood there. Again, the bell rang. Seconds later, it ran a third time followed by the frustrated sound of his wife’s demanding voice, “ Why ain’t he answering that fucken door..., c’mon!”
Two more times, the bell rang. Next, to the little guy’s horror, the woman on the otherside started pounding on the wooden panel, yelling, “ Where the fuck are you..., Jeff..., open that door!”
As he stood there, looking up at the entrance, the guy listened to her yell a little longer until he eventually heard a long sigh followed by the rattle of keys, the lady obviously reaching for the things located in her suite jacket’s pocket, using them to let herself in.
His gaze directed ahead and upward, little Jeff was greeted by the sight of the livingroom’s door as the thing rotated inward, followed by the image of a dark blue high heeled shoe! The man backed away a step, fearful of his wife’s presence, the lady looking like a giant from another world as she stepped inside, dressed in dark stockings and a sexy navy blue professional business skirt suit. With her black leather briefcase in hand, the lady closed the door behind her and yelled, “ Jeff..., I’m home, where are you?”
Fear went through his tiny frame as she made a step in his direction, causing the guy to move out of the way while she strolled to the kitchen. At the top of his lungs, he cried, “ Helen..., can you hear me?”
She didn’t hear a thing, she only snapped back, “ Why the fuck ain’t dinner ready yet..., lazy asshole...you just wait..., I’ll show you!”
Since his wife was a real bitch, always very demanding, Jeff knew how pissed she got if dinner wasn’t ready the moment she walked into the place. Nevertheless, he ventured forth and again screamed, “ Honey..., please..., I’m down here!”
For a very brief moment, the woman froze, hearing something, something very faint. However, she brushed it off, turned around, and went back out to the livingroom where she tossed her briefcase to the sofa and took off her jacket, also tossing it to the couch. After she laid her keys to the livingroom table, sexy Helen with short dark hairs looked down at the floor and yelled to herself, ‘ So this is what it’s gonna be like from now on..., leaving things on the floor!”
Helen bent her knees and squatted, taking up the book and placing it to the table. Seeing this, Jeff thought he had his chance at getting her attention. As a result, the man ran as fast a he could in her direction. Nevertheless, after he got halfway there, she stood up again, rotated her supper attractive frame, and headed in his direction.
“ No..., Helen..., please...watch out!”, cried tiny Jeff, her pumps approaching fast!
In a panic, his brain went momentarily blank. Jeff simply froze, froze like a rabbit looking into the headlights of an approaching car. Her frame got closer and closer, radiating the possibility of death, for him that is!
“ No..., no, please!”
Down came her left shoe! Fortunately, the elegant thing missed the little naked guy, missing him by only two and a half inches! Looking upward, he got a clear view up her skirt for a fraction of a second. After that, she continued on forth, entered the kitchen, then finally strolled toward the rear of the home. The woman approached the bathroom and entered. Before the toilet bowl, Helen turned around, unzipped her skirt, pulled down her panties, and then lowered her nice shapely and well rounded ASS! to the fixture, saying to herself, “ So the jerk ain’t home yet...where did he go...he doesn’t work late...not at that shit looser job he’s got!”
Pulling himself back together, Jeff turned around and strolled from the livingroom, going through the kitchen, moving toward the bathroom. Once there, he found the door open followed by the sound of her piss, the yellow stuff coming from her hairy cunt with a strong gush, spraying into the water below.
For a second, the guy was awed by the sight, seeing the lady sit there, the side of her perfect ass exposed! Despite his initial reaction, determined little Jeff ventured up to the edge of her partially collapsed skirt and yelled,, “ Helen, down here...please!”
His first yell was drowned out by the sound of her piss. However, a few more seconds went by and her urine slowed to a gentle trickle and finally stopped. Again, he screamed, “ Helen..., down here!”
The lady’s eyes began moving back and forth as she said to herself, “ It’s that same little sound again..., like a tiny yell or something.”
“ Helen..., look down...by your feet!”
Following the sound, she gazed toward the floor, down to the bathroom’s tile.
“ What the..., what the hell am I looking at..., no...that’s not possible!”
“ Yes..., Helen, it’s me...help!”
Slowly, the lady stood up, pulled her panties and skirt back into place, and then squatted.
“ What happened to you..., Jeff...., look at you...you’re naked and only an inch high!”
“ I know....I shrank!”
The curious and confused woman lowered her right hand and held it down beside him. Automatically, little Jeff stepped onto her outstretched palm. Next, Helen stood up, flushed the toilet, and left the bathroom, headed out to the livingroom where she parked her ass on the sofa’s cushion and simply stared away at her reduced husband, her interesting dark eyes probing his tiny frame.
“ How’d you shrink..., I mean..., how could that happen?”
“ I’m not sure..., but I was reading that book there and some of the stuff in it upset me..., then, for some reason or another, I shrank!”
“ What are you trying to tell me...the book made you shrink?”
“ I think so..., it really offended me...made me feel..., well..., small!”
Helen leaned forward, placed tiny Jeff to the table, and reached for the volume. Upon opening the front cover, she read the inside flap, “ Women are changing the world everywhere..., demanding more of themselves..., becoming the equals of men..., maybe even beating them...this is a book about the changing gender roles and the shrinking social stature of men compared to women...”
Going through the pages, Helen finally placed the thing back to the table and remarked, “ Ok..., I see how this book could insult a man’s ego making him a little angry or embarrassed..., but..., how the hell could it make someone shrink?”
“ I don’t know..., it just did...”
Her face twisted a little by some deep thought, Helen eventually said, “ All right..., I did read some books in college that claim certain emotional states can affect one physically...but this is too extreme..., I mean...”
“ What are you gonna do?”
“ I don’t know.”
“ What do you mean you don’t know...you gotta get me help...call some one..., c’mon, do it!”
Suddenly, the woman changed her disposition, saying, “ Are you trying to tell me what to do..., you looser, I’m the boss here...and you know it!”
“ I can’t believe you’re saying that...this is important!”
“ It may be really strange and out of the ordinary..., but I still call the shots here.”
Making a sigh, the tiny man yelled up to the lady, “ Ok..., you’re the boss..., I know that..., but can’t you please call someone...get help!”
To Jeff’s surprise, Helen moved her hand forward and pinched his frame between her fingertips, finally dropping him into her left hand, shoving her outstretched palm before her face, and answering, “ Maybe I won’t..., perhaps I’ll keep you this way.”
“ Why?”
“ I don’t know..., I just want to...that’s all.”
“ That doesn’t make sense..., you can’t do that!”
“ And you can’t tell me what to do.”
“ It’s not about telling you what to do...it’s about getting me help..., about my life!”
“ It’s about me too.”
“ You’re not the one who’s shrunk.”
“ But I don’t need all the shit that I’ll have to go through once they find out about you, the media, government...and whoever else!”
“ Helen...please!”
Out of the blue, she said, “You’re cute.”
“ What?”
“ I said you’re cute.”, replied Helen, raising her right index finger and slowly caressing his tiny dick with the front of her long finger nail.
“ Helen, c’mon!”
“ I wanna see you cum...let’s see what you can do.”
“ Helen!”
“ Do it!”
“ Do what?”
“ Like I said..., cum!”
“ Helen...this isn’t the time or the place for...”
“ Yea it is...now jerk off...jack off for me!”
“ Helen...you’re getting sick!”
Suddenly, his wife placed him to the table and slammed her fist down next to him, yelling, “ I said jack off...do it...or I’ll kill you!”
Startled by the impact, the man nevertheless answered, “ I can’t believe you’d actually kill me...you wouldn’t really do that.”
“ You’re trying me.”
Working up some courage, the little man said, “ Then I’ll try you...see what you’d really do.”
“ Oh really..., in that case..., I’ll indulge your wish..., asshole!”
“ No..., what are you doing!”, yelled Jeff as she took him up and raised her ass from the sofa, going into the kitchen and over to the refrigerator.
Opening the thing, she removed a carton of milk and went to the counter. After taking up an empty glass, Helen dropped the helpless guy into it, hearing, “ Helen..., no, why!”
Looking upward, he watched in horror as she opened the carton’s spout and moved it toward the glass prison, finally pouring the cold white liquid in to the glass, pouring it down on Jeff, filling the thing half way.
Moments later, the guy came to the surface, swimming around, yelling, “ Helen..., no, please!”
With a perverse satisfaction, the brunette raised the glass to her lips and began drinking!
“ No..., honey, please..., no!”
In he went, right into her mouth! With her oral cavity all full now, the lady placed the glass back to the counter, feeling Jeff squirm around inside. All she had to do was make one swallow and he’d be a goner, gone forever.
Knowing the man would drown soon if she didn’t release him, Helen quickly darted from the kitchen and ran to the bathroom where she knelt before the open toilet and bent her head, ejecting him down into the water. When he came back to the surface, she mocked him, saying, “ So how was that...are you gonna do whatever I say from now on?”
“ But Helen..., please!”
“ You know..., I can always leave you in there..., then the next time I’ve gotta go..., I’ll just park my ass on top of this thing and well..., you know...”
“ Helen, please!”
“ Now jack off!”
“ In here?”
“ Yea, do it..., fool!”
Frightened, he reached for his tiny dick as he also struggled at keeping his head above the water.
“ Ha, ha..., look at you, ha..., what a sight!”
“ Helen...why are you doing this...why?”
“ Because it’s funny..., I don’t give a fucken shit about you...and they’ll never find you..., you’re my little play thing for life..., ha, ha!”
Despite the fact that he didn’t cum yet, she reached in and removed the guy, returning with him to the livingroom. There, the lady placed him to the table and unzipped her skirt, allowing the thing to fall to the floor. That done, she took off her panties and removed her blouse, finally taking off her bra. With nothing on except her shoes and stockings, beautiful Helen reached for the book and her husband. Nonchalantly, she stretched herself out on the couch, laying down on her stomach and tits after pushing her jacket and briefcase out of the way.
Her legs bent at the knees and her feet swaying back and forth, the lady opened the book with one hand and continued to hold her husband with the other. Flipping through the pages, she finally stopped at one section, reading out loud:
“...more women than ever before are getting their posteriors kissed by their sexual partners...so the statistics say...”
“ Well Jeff...., you are my sexual partner..., right?”
Turning her head back, she slowly lowered Jeff to her naked butt and said, “ Ok..., little man, kiss my ass..., go ahead and do it...not like you’ve never done it before...but just do it now..., c’mon..., kiss!”
“ Helen...you should help me..., not do all this stuff...”
“ Kiss my ass, or I’ll help you die...”
Having no choice, Jeff went down to his tiny knees and started respecting her butt while the conceited lady returned her attention to the book, reading somemore and saying, “ Cool stuff..., this lady sure knows how to right..., so you found this at the library..., good, perhaps there’re more of this material there.”
Taking in the pages, Helen said,, “ Hey...listen to this:”
“...women are happy to find and indulge their true sexuality..., it’s
estimated that at least forty percent of American women are bisexual...they
go both ways...”
Confused, Jeff yelled while still kissing her impressive behind, “ What are you getting at...why are you repeating that stuff?”
Rotating her head, Helen replied, “ This book makes sense...I know some lady at the office...I kind of like her..., perhaps I should give her a call...that’s after I ask for her number...”
“ Helen..., what are you saying...you don’t actually mean...”
“ Yea..., I can invite her over...maybe even show you to her...you can kiss her ass too.”
“ Helen...that’s...”
Thinking for a second, the brunette then said, “ On second thought, I won’t..., can’t take the risk of someone else seeing you and talking..., no..., I think I’ll just keep you all to myself.”
“ Ok..., but be nice to me..., please!”
“ Hey..., I didn’t give you permission to stop...keep kissing...kiss my ass!”
“ My lips are getting tired!”
“ Kiss or I’ll crush you..., or better yet..., you’ll end up back in the toilet!”
“ Ok, Ok!”, yelled her husband, resuming his task.
For the next half hour, Helen read the time away as her tiny little man respected her butt over and over. Finally, she laid the thing back to the table, reached for Jeff, and got up, saying, “ Cool book..., interesting stuff.”
On her feet, the woman strolled into the kitchen, asking to herself, “ Ok, what’s for dinner?”
After replacing the milk carton back to the refrigerator, Helen quickly prepared herself a TV dinner, a simple serving of prepackaged food. The stuff warmed up in the microwave, the naked lady took up the plate and her husband, returning to the livingroom where she placed the food to the table and put Jeff down on the sofa’s cushion. After turning on the TV and tuning in the news, Helen lowered her ass, parking the gorgeous thing right next to her tiny husband who just sat there, gazing up at the side of her rear, asking, “ Can I have something to eat?”
“ Sure..., here.”, replied Helen, picking up the fork, removing a small piece of meat from the plate, and moving it down toward the guy, watching him take hold of it and nimble away like some kind of small rodent.
As some female reporter spoke on and on about the day’s bullshit, Helen started eating, chewing away at her meal
When a commercial came, Helen looked down at Jeff and remarked with her mouth full, “ I’m gonna take you to work with me tomorrow.”
Finished with his piece of food, Jeff asked, ‘ What..., how..., I thought you said you don’t want people to see me?”
“ They won’t.”
“ What do you mean?”
“ You’ll be down in my panties...no one’ll see you!”
“ What...what are you talking about?”
“ I’ll tell you when the news is over.”
About a half hour later, Helen turned off the TV and put down her fork, saying, “ Ok..., let’s see if this works.”
“ What?”
Getting up, Helen went over to where she dropped her panties and put the thing back on. Over by the couch again, the lady reached for Jeff and moved him to the front section of her underwear! After stretching it open a little, Helen dropped him in and felt the guy come to rest in her pubic hairs, hearing, “ No..., Helen, please, please...it smells down here...get me out!”
Releasing the elastic, she gave the order, “ Wiggle around somemore, get down by my clit..., yea!”
“ Helen, please!”
“ Do as you’re told, asshole!”
Afraid, he increased his motions, eventually finding her clit, trying his best to please the thing.
“ Yea..., yes...ohhhhhh...yea!”
A minute later, Helen exploded with a burst of heat that engulfed the little guy!
“ Man..., did that feel good..., yea..., perfect...that’s what you’re gonna do for me at work everyday when I sit in the office...gonna have you down between my legs...ready to serve me whenever I ask..., oh yea!”
Taking her panties off, Helen looked down toward her crotch, seeing her husband hang from one of her dark cunt hairs! As he wiggled around, trying to hold on, Helen reached for him and again placed the guy to the sofa’s cushion. Sitting there like a jerk, Jeff watched on as Helen took up the empty food plate and took it back to the kitchen, placing it in the sink. Upon her return, she parked her naked butt next to Jeff and asked, “So how was it..., felt pretty good down there..., didn’t it...?”
“ Do we have to do this?”
“ Oh yea we sure do...it’s for my psychological satisfaction!”
“ But Helen, please...”, continued Jeff as the lady reached forward and took up the book again, reading from where she left off.
While she read away, trying to ignore him, he begged and begged, Helen..., please..., c’mon!”
Keeping her eyes on the pages, the lady simply moved her hand over and took him up, shifting her frame to the left a little, partially raising her ass from the cushion. Like nothing, Helen shoved him up under her butt, pushing the guy up her ass crack. After she sat straight again, all she heard was a small muffled sound, “ Helen..., no..., Helen...”
With only a small space to move around and enough air to stay alive, poor Jeff remain trapped for the rest of the evening while his dominant wife finished the whole book!
The End