About this deal
Hi, I would like to read a story where a group of girls shrinking men for fun to micro or nano size ( preferably with a shrink ray) and put them in a gray sport cotton pantie that they wear one after the other, each cums in the pantie and leaves her juice.
Multiple times a day, I find myself going back to Insta, back to solemonarch (monarch, she thinks she’s a queen, ugh), staring at the photos like they’re made of non-Euclidean geometry. I, on the other hand, was just a boring girlfriend - and now I will never be a girlfriend again, but rather something lesser, demoted to service and relief aid. Dracena: Dragon by day, beautiful woman by night (in the original myth, she was seduced and slain by a hero in her vulnerable human form, but let's ignore that).I marvel at the softness of the sole, the unyielding strength of her heel, the way her toes flex and curl as I apply my massage.
I don’t know why I get these intrusive thought, but they cut through my mind like a knife through butter.
Instead, I feel a sudden warmth, and I have to admit to myself, I’m starting to run out of rationalisations for my behaviour. I don’t want Jenna to be just another orbiter, interchangeable with all the other simps that support my lifestyle. Like an inferior person, a humble peasant, would do to her sovereign… perhaps more appropriately, to her sole monarch. I could stop it all, I suppose, but instead I sit here like in a daze, staring at my barely picked-at food, while my own boyfriend falls into Holly's web, just like I have.