Nice and Small

"You know, you really would make a lovely decoration for my desktop" Dr Darke mused at the helpless Christina "You are a little on the large side for that to be practical though. Still we can soon fix that!"

Christina couldn't help but give the doctor a look which suggested she thought he was either joking or crazy. What he was suggesting was impossible. That only seemed to further encourage his latest whim, however.

"Since you are my possession you should start getting used to not only doing exactly what I tell you but also adapting yourself in any way I wish you to. For example, you are going to become smaller for me now." Dr Darke ordered.

Christina continued to stare back at the doctor in disbelief at his words while wondering what it was he wanted her to do to facilitate this impossible instruction. But then she started feeling something very strange happening to her body. It was like she was being pushed downwards by unseen hands, a pressure she was completely unable to resist. It certainly felt like she was shrinking but Christina was desperately trying to convince herself this was just a mind trick, although admittedly a highly convincing one. The doctor and everything around her was growing proportionately to the point where she felt she was already down to around half her usual size. She couldn't bring herself to accept this was happening, if it was then the true extent of the power Dr Darke held over her and the possibility of how he might decide to further **** it was truly terrifying.

Dr Darke let out a chuckle as he studied the expression of fear and disbelief on the diminishing girl's face, as if able to read perfectly the grim thought process she was trying her best to internalise. She had stopped shrinking for a moment, but only so the doctor could torment her further.

"You can do better than that Christina, I want you to become even smaller!"

"Master, please, no!" the poor girl begged as she felt the same uncomfortable sensation returning and multiplying in **** as she moved below a size any human should be and continued to shrink beyond even that.

"Good girl, keep going!" Dr Darke cackled cruelly as Christina finally admitted to herself this was really happening.

"Please stop this Master! I'm sorry I was rude to you!" the tiny young woman squealed as she panicked over just how much smaller she could get.

"Fine, you can stop shrinking." Dr Darke relented. He didn't want her too small to have any fun with, after all.

Christina exhaled heavily and rose to her feet to at least make herself somewhat taller. As she looked around her she quickly saw that she now stood at roughly the same height as the mug Dr Darke had been drinking out of. This was insane! She then steeled herself to reluctantly gaze up at the giant face of the man who had made her his almost literal toy. She had no idea what he had planned for her next and, whatever it was, she felt even more powerless to resist Dr Darke than before.