You shrink a lot, but Becky lets you go for now

Your frustrated, muffled voice buzzes against Becky’s huge ass as she continues toying with your cock through the handkerchief, absolutely loving how there’s nothing you can do to stop her. While she has her excessively stimulating fun with you, you feel another tingling sensation hit you, and it feels like the worst so far. Crap, not now!! You curse your luck as you feel your body diminish beneath Becky, who stops laughing upon noticing something’s wrong. Her eyes widen in surprise as they watch your diminishing lower body gradually recede beneath her, towards your trapped head. “What the--!?” Having witnessed one of your shrinking spurts first hand, Becky stands up and turns around to spot your naked body, no more than a foot tall, reeling on the bench.

Upon realizing what happened, Becky smiles in wicked glee. “So you can even get that small, huh? Good to know, little man.” You manage to snap out of your stupor and notice how much you’ve shrunk, and when you see Becky smiling evilly at you, you panic. “Relax, tiny,” she says. “Like I said: I’m not here to mess with you too much. This was just my way of saying hello, but now I know a few important things that I’ll definitely keep in mind for the next time I see you. For now, I’ll just let you sweat a little.” Sure, now that you’ve shrunk, Becky could keep toying with you, but there’s no need to spoil all the fun right away. If Touko really did strongarm you into joining with her serum, then Becky’s got all the time in the world to mess with you. It’s not like you’re going anywhere, so she’ll have plenty of chances to **** you in the future, and savor every minute of it.

Becky looks at her hand and notices she’s holding onto the handkerchief; she must’ve mindlessly grabbed it while you shrank. “But I guess I’ll take this too, along with your shorts, just cause I can. I bet Milly would be awfully disappointed to hear that you lost her precious handkerchief.” You try and tell Becky that she can’t just leave you like this, but she saunters off, ignoring your pleas. When she reaches the door to the locker room, she looks back and taunts, “Better hurry and find some way to cover yourself, squirt. If someone catches you running around naked like that, they might change your name to Tommy the Streaker, haha!” Becky flips up her skirt at you and gives her ass a parting, tantalizing smack, reminding you how easily she can crush you with it, before walking off, leaving you naked and alone.