Olivia writes on you again

As you tensed up, eyes shut and your body trembling from the feeling of powerlessness overwhelming you, you expected to feel the contact of Olivia’s penis against your exposed ass. However it was a different, more familiar feeling, at this point that met you were met with. Your roommate-turned-tormentor was writing something with the marker on your lower back.

You gulped with your throat dry from anxiousness as you couldn’t tell what new changes Olivia was forcing on you in her power-drunk state of mind, then you felt it.

Like a freezing cold sensation, you could feel it shrink, smaller and smaller still. It lasted only an instant but felt like an eternity for you since you felt it all in detail as soon as the tip of the marker left your skin. You dared not look down, choosing instead to bite your lip and press your eyelids even tighter, your whole face transforming in an expression of profound discomfort as the feeling of dread took over your mind

You heard Olivia's voice

"Stacey. Come over here, sweetie."

"Yes, mistress."

You felt your girlfriend's weight shifting off the bed, then she stepped off and hurried to Olivia's side.

"Read it to him, now." The giggle in her speech evident as your girlfriend's new master seemed to have the most fun one could have while humiliating and tormenting another person.

"2-inch micropenis."

Your eyes shot open as you heard Stacey's voice and you immediately looked down in horror at your now miniscule dick, the balls had shrunk along with it. Leaving only a small nub before your tiny nutsack.

"Well I did allow you to stay as a man, but who said I can't make you a little less of one ? Hmmm, Finn~~ ?"

That fucking bitch.

You wanted out of this awful situation more than anything but somehow you remained just as hard despite the lost size of your -average, albeit but still more than serviceable- cock. Were you... enjoying this ? After seeing your girlfriend get fucked almost senseless in front of your eyes and basically begging to be fucked by the very same dick that just made you a cuck, you couldn't have anticipated how much it all turned you on.

You were quickly removed from your inner thoughts as Olivia's hand came crashing down hard on your right ass cheek

*SMACK!*

"Hnng!"

A noise, halfway between a yelp and a moan escaped your throat, then. None of it masculine-sounding, that much you were sure of.

"Get dressed, pet. And go to the nearest sex shop, I'll text you what to buy once you're there."

As Stacey exited the room upon recieving Olivia's orders, she turned her focus back to you, now groping and fondling your behind.

"I'll make sure she gets something nice for you and your new clitty ♡"

She said as her index finger caressed your small, deminished package.