Shrunk: Living in a tiny body.

 

I immediately felt a boner after reading my first shrinkage story online, and I was completely unable to put into words how exciting I felt.

Later, I learned about the GTS fetish, and ever since then, I've been searching for ways to indulge my growing fetish.

Unfortunately, it is not possible to actually be shrunk to the tiny size of an ant, so I satisfy my shrinking fetish through fetish stories and giantess role-playing games.

I would do anything for the lady to be shrunk as a slave.

Even in erotic hypnosis, I've already felt what it's like to be small and crushed beneath the soles of my giantess lady.

Because in addition to my fetish for being shrunk and crushed as a slave, which is eroticizing, I also find this to be exciting.

The following shrinking role-play with a dominant woman who shrunk me as a tiny pet and treated me as such, however, was one of my sexiest slave experiences.

That is the subject of my story about the shrink.

She was my mistress for the afternoon as I sat there completely naked.

She had attached a pink curly tail with a butt plug to my butt because she was about to shrink me into her miniature pig.

"You get down on all fours, your body is shrinking and your legs are turning into pig's paws,".

In a monotone voice, she gave me instructions.

"Your skin turns pink, gets bristly, and takes on a rind of pork.

The ability to speak is lost as you get smaller and smaller.

All you can do at this point is grunt.

Grunt!".

I grunted unintentionally as she exerted control over me.

Imagining myself to be a tiny pig, I moved my behind and felt my erupted penis swing along as I continued to lose myself in the fantasy of shrinking.

"You're already smaller than my foot at this point,".

My giantess mistress spoke while extending a foot toward me.

I couldn't resist approaching it and sucking on her big toe.

What are you doing, you little pig?

She energetically pushed me away.

You little pig, you must now follow me wherever I go.

You wiggle next to me like a loyal pet, but starting now you only grunt or squeak like a pig!".

I squeaked pathetically when I tried to speak right away.

"Do you feel hungry, pig?".

While she was entering the kitchen and I was following her, my mistress asked me.

Because I was excited to be fed by her, my cock had grown extremely hard.

I climbed up to my pig mistress's legs and rubbed myself against them as she prepared the food for me on the counter.

The more I grunted, the more obvious my excitement became.

One food bowl on the floor was my final gift from the mistress.

It included some mashed potatoes, carrots, and herbs.

"Eat!",.

I did as she asked, sticking my pig nose into the bowl and only using my mouth to eat the food.

This was more difficult than I thought and it took me a long time to empty the food bowl.

A bucket of water was placed next to me by my pig keeper so I could get some liquids.

The fact that I was attempting to drink sip by sip made it even harder than eating.

"Now, take a seat in the corner.".

commanded my mistress to place an old blanket there for me.

Until I have time for you again, sleep a little. ".

My provocative fantasies accompanied me as I obediently curled up in the corner and fell asleep.

At the kitchen table, which I was unable to see, my mistress was engaged in something.

I jumped up quickly and followed her into the restroom as soon as she got up.

When the time came for the pig skin care, my mistress pulled out a brush with soft bristles.

She began brushing me from bottom to top while pretending not to notice my boner.

She scrubbed it as well, which caused me to squeal and grunt in delight.

She was unimpressed by this, though, and kept diligently cleaning my pigskin.

I had to be careful not to orgasm while she was doing this.

"Now, little pig, hop in the tub!".

She continued, saying as she propelled me toward the bathtub.

She directed a jet of ice-cold water at my skin after I complied with her instructions.

Once more, my boner shrank as I squeaked, this time due to cold.

"I don't want a bastard!".

My owner gave me an explanation before releasing me from the bathtub after what felt like an eternity and giving me a towel to roll and dry on.

I enjoyed curling up on the towel, but as I did so, I misplaced my curly tail, which my owner then pushed back up my butt.

The excitement returned right away.

You are a good piggy, then.

The pig farmer gave me praise.

"At this point, you can travel with me.

".

I felt lightheaded; take along.

"I'd like to spend a little time in the garden sunbathing.".

To my shock, the mistress gave an explanation.

You proceed outside with me.

".

I was annoyed.

I had never been outside in my pig form, painted pink and naked with a cock up my arse.

I hesitated, wondering what I was getting myself into, but the pig mistress drew a tiny cane from her belt and smacked me violently on the bare ass.

"It will happen soon,".

I strode away as she screamed.

My knees hurt from the hard ground so I quickly wobbled onto the lawn after obediently crawling as a small pig onto the terrace. Because I wasn't sure if the neighbors could see into the garden or not, I made an effort to avoid looking up.

"Go there, rub your back there too," was the advice.

I obeyed the pig mistress's orders and did as she asked.

She grinned as I rubbed my lower back against the bark, a painful experience for me.

Then my mistress sat down on a couch and occasionally threw me some biscuit pieces, which I had to find in the lawn and eat.

The fact that she had been putting up with me as a shrunken pig for hours at this point made me happy, and I really enjoyed being outside naked and reduced to the size of a mini pig near her.

When it got dark, she took me out of the constricting role-playing game, leaving me with a terrible emptiness and wonderful memories of a wonderful afternoon.

Naturally, the end of my shrinking story would have been to crush me, but even just being treated like a pet and miniature pig was a wonderful experience that I treasure deeply in my shrinking slave identity and now like to share here in public share in the slave stories.

I would also be interested in learning about any other shrink fetish tales that you might be able to read here if someone has a similar GTS fetish.