Try and think about what just happened

Mark stood frozen in the middle of his oversized office. The carpet fibres felt strangely thick and plush under his much smaller feet. His heart hammered against his ribs as he stared down at his shrunken body: the perfectly tailored miniature suit, the smooth and youthful proportions, and especially the tiny, adorable little cock and matching small balls still hanging exposed between his legs.

He didn’t speak. He didn’t dare. Instead, his sharp attorney’s mind went into full damage-control mode. He replayed the last twenty minutes like a deposition transcript.

It started when he told her: You talk nasty when you suck my dick. That is okay.

She had immediately agreed, eyes sparkling. Of course I do. Then she dropped to her knees and started murmuring the filthiest things, calling his dick tiny, useless, and clit-sized. He had tried to flip it with: You love my dick the most. You love it the most. It is the most useful dick in the world!

The change in her had been instant. Her whole face softened with genuine adoration. She cooed, stroked him lovingly, and agreed completely. But she still kept calling it small and cute.

Then he had stupidly echoed her: My penis is adorable?

The tingle hit. The shrinking followed. It had pulled inward, becoming shorter, smoother, and almost doll-like.

He’d panicked and blurted: My ballsack should match my penis size too!

Instant compliance. They had tightened and shrunk down until the whole package looked proportionally tiny and perfectly matched.

Mindy had been delighted. She’d easily taken his entire shrunken cock and balls into her mouth at once. She swirled her tongue over everything, sucking gently on the whole sensitive bundle. He had cum almost immediately, helpless under the overwhelming sensation.

Even after he finished, she kept nursing softly on his little package. Then she looked up with that worshipful smile and said: You’d be absolutely amazing if your whole body had the right height and proportions to match this small, adorable size.

He had repeated it, half in a daze: My height and proportions should be appropriate to my penis size…?

The world had lurched. Everything around him had shot upward. His legs had compressed. His torso had compacted. His shoulders narrowed. In seconds he was this delicate, miniature version of himself, barely over three and a half feet tall and perfectly proportioned to his pathetic little genitals. The suit had adjusted automatically.

And then the final nail: when she said all women would not be able to resist him like this, he had echoed it. Women would not be able to resist me like this…

Mark’s tiny hands clenched at his sides. Every single time she had agreed with what he said. Every time he had spoken a statement, even a questioning one, it had locked in as truth. The curse didn’t need her to believe it first. It only needed him to say it.

He could still feel the phantom warmth of her mouth around his entire shrunken package. He could still hear her sweet, cooing voice agreeing with every humiliating detail.

The dream from his nap flashed back clearly now. The sultry goddess’s voice: Everything you say will be true.

This wasn’t a dream anymore. This was real. And he had walked right into it, cock-first, because he couldn’t keep his mouth shut even while getting his dick worshipped.

Mark’s new, softer face hardened with determination. No more blurting things out. No more half-questions. No more casual statements. From now on, every single word that left his mouth would be chosen with surgical precision.

He glanced toward the bathroom door as he heard Mindy finishing up inside. She would be back any second, towering over him, eyes full of that new obsessive adoration.

For the first time in his life, Mark, the man who had built a career on lying, was genuinely afraid of what might come out of his own mouth next.

He stayed silent, breathing slowly, thinking and planning.

This goddess picked the wrong liar… but I still need to be very, very careful.

As Mark was thinking here was a knock on his office door.