Yes, but Camilla shrinks her

-Stop it ! You're out of your mind, get out of my house.

Camilla sighed. On the other hand, she was happy because this meant that she could start with her **** earlier.

-Too bad, I was thinking maybe you and me could have some fun before I break you. But maybe you're right. I'm a busy woman too, you know?

Camilla looked at the half naked woman for a moment. Laura didn't lower her eyes, facing this intruder without fear, despite the fact that she was much taller than her. This last detail suddenly made her realize something. Wait...how was that possible? They were the same height when she had entered her house. She shook her head, trying to understand what was going on. A moment later, Camilla was two heads taller than her, making her look like a child, despite her big breasts hanging freely, her remaining clothes slipping along her shrinking body.

-What are you doing to me ! Stop it! I'm begging you, please !

Laura's voice was getting more and more high pitched. She wasn't getting any younger, just reaching a size that made her look like some kind of fairy. A minute later, she was naked, smaller than Camilla's hand. All this had happened under the horrified eyes of her family. Peter was watching the scene helplessly, too stunned to say anything.

-Peter, help me !

-Shhh, you had your whole adult life to talk to him, now it's my turn.

Camilla bent over and grabbed Laura with her hand. She was now as light as a feather, no bigger than her little finger. She approached her shrunk rival from her face, enjoying the sight of her **** attempts to break free, enjoying the thought that she could turn her into mush just by clenching her fist on her. But she wanted to have fun first.

-It's been a long day, I could use a snack.

-No, please don't...

Laura's screams for mercy were muffled when Camilla put her on her tongue and closed her mouth. Laura was now completely in the dark, bathing in Camilla's saliva, feeling surrounded by her huge teeth. Camilla was a smoker, and Laura hated the smell. Being stuck in the mouth of a giant woman who smoked like a chimney was **** for Laura, who was now gagging, desperately trying to get some air, as she could feel Camilla's tongue pressing her boobs, her stomach, her legs. She was soaking wet, feeling warm.

-Please don't hurt Laura, Peter managed to say.

Camilla pretended to be surprised.

-Who, she managed to articulate, despite having Peter's wife in her mouth. Hmmm...you know, it's been a while...more than twenty years, actually, that you haven't done anything nice to me. You know what, I've got an idea.

Camilla closed her mouth, muffling again the screams of Laura. Peter's ex slowly raised her dress, revealing her crotch. She wasn't wearing any panties. Her pussy was shaved with attention, as if she had prepared herself for this moment.

-I want you to eat my pussy. And I want you to do it well. If you refuse, if you stop, if you do it a way I don't like or complain about what I ask you, I'll eat this bitch of yours. So, Peter, my sweet love. You wanna save your wife from a gruesome ****?

Laura could hear, stuck in Camilla's mouth, everything she was saying. She wanted to scream, to be heard by her husband.

-Peter, please don't leave me here, please don't leave me.

Peter couldn't hear her, too busy staring at his crazy ex-girlfriend, praying for things not to get too ugly.