Role Reversal

by Bikeman

It had been years since my wife Erica and I had taken a vacation. We are both in

our mid thirties and I have a fairly successful brokerage office in our small

town in rural Wisconsin. Our marriage is solid, but we had gotten into a rut

lately and needed something to jump start our love life again. This was just a

little four day weekend escape, to getaway for a while. We were in New Orleans

to see the sites, eat some good Cajun cooking and forget about everyday life, if

just for a few days.

On our second day there, we were walking around the French Quarter and Erica

noticed a small Voodoo shop nestled near an alley way.

"Lets check it out" She said suddenly excited "It might be fun"

We stepped inside and started looking around the dimly lit shop. There were

potions and dolls and lots of other weird thing on shelves all over the walls. I

was getting ready to drag Erica out when a curtain in the back of the room flew

open and a little old black woman emerged. She looked intently at my wife,

completely ignoring me and said in a thick Jamaican accent, "My child, I felt

your need from the other room, come to me."

To my amazement Erica approached the old woman, almost as if in a trance.

The old woman spoke again, "You feel trapped in a meaningless life, helpless

and unable to change. I can help you take control of your life."

What the hell was this crazy old crone talking about my wife and I were very

happy, I gave her everything any woman could want. We had plenty of money, she

had expensive jewelry, beautiful cloths, anything money could buy. What more

could she want?

"You are looking for a change, something to put a spark back in your

existence."

Now I was getting pissed, Sure things hadn't been overly exciting between us,

but this was starting to get insulting. My wife was happy with our life, wasn't

she?

The old lady continued, "Here my child, take one of these tablets, once a

day, as long as you want a change." as she handed Erica a small bottle of pills.

Erica took the bottle and simply stared as the old woman turned and walked

out the way she had come in.

Now that was strange. I grabbed Erica's arm and dragged her from the store.

We walked a few blocks without saying a word. Erica just looked down at the

bottle in her hands with a dreamy look in her eyes. Then suddenly she broke out

of the trance and stuffed the bottle into her purse. She looked up at me and

smiled meekly and said, "Lets eat, I'm starved."

We quickly found a nice restaurant and ate dinner quietly. Finally Erica

broke the silence.

"What do you suppose that woman was talking about?" she said as she took out

the bottle and shook out a pill into her hand.

"I don't know, but she gave me the creeps", I said.

"Yeah, but I'm kinda curious about what she meant, what do you suppose these

pills are?" she said looking at the pill in her hand. Then before I knew what

was happening my usually cautious and nervous wife plopped the pill in her mouth

and washed it down with a gulp of wine.

"What are you doing!" I exclaimed, "You don't know what they are, who knows

what's in those things!"

"Oh don't be such a worry wart, let's just enjoy dessert and the rest of this

night."

We talked a little about the old lady and how silly the whole thing was over

dessert. Suddenly Erica looked up at me with sultry eyes. "I feel tingly and

warm all over. I want you right now!" she said in a husky voice.

She grabbed my hand and got up sauntering around the table. She bent down and

gave me a long passionate kiss while gently squeezing my crotch with her other

hand.

"Let's go back to our room, Now!" she whispered sexily in my ear.

It had been a long time since we had made love. I've been busy at work and

frankly had grown bored with our love live. She is a beautiful woman, but has

never shown much interest in sex, least of all initiating it. Now I was

extremely turned on. I called the waiter over, paid the bill and we practically

ran out of the restaurant.

We quickly hailed a cab and headed back to our hotel. The entire ten minute

ride Erica was all over me. Kissing me, rubbing her hands all over my body, at

one point she even tried to unzip my fly. With all my self control I held her

off until we got to our destination. I threw a twenty dollar bill at the driver,

grabbed my wife and we ran into the hotel and up to our room.

Once in our room we were all over each other. Erica ripped my clothes and

pushed me down onto the bed. Then she began to slow strip. When she removed her

blouse my eyes popped out of my head. Her bra could barely contain her bulging

breasts. It looked like her C cup bra was two sizes too small. Next she removed

the bra and those monsters sprung loose, freed from their tight confines. They

were huge at least DD's but still firm and pert.

Erica looked down with surprise at her new breasts and began to squeeze them

in her hands. Then looking up again at me climbed onto the bed and straddled me,

stuffing one of those beautiful boobs in my face. "Well this is a change", she

said in a lusty whisper.

I wasted no time in grabbing her tits and began squeezing them and sucking

her nipples. As I was doing this she mounted me and began thrusting up and down

on my rock hard cock. We fucked and I sucked for what seemed like hours. Then

without warning milk began flowing from my wife's nipple. It was warm and sweet

and only heightened my arousal. I drank in that delicious nectar as we made

passionate love. The more I drank the more excited I became until I came

collapsing with my wife on top of me and my body tingling all over.

"Wow, that was incredible" I said, "I can't ever remember you being that hot.

What came over you?"

"Hmmmmmmmm," she moaned, "it was incredible. I don't know, maybe those

pills......"

"They must be some sort of Aphrodisiac. I may have to thank that crazy old

lady", I said as I slowly drifted of to sleep.

The next morning I awoke refreshed and rejuvenated. I rolled over and looked

at my wife, god she is beautiful I thought. She slowly woke up as well and

looked over at me.

"Morning," she said smiling. "Last night was incredible. What got into us? We

haven't been like that in years."

"I don't know, but I like it, and want more!" replied grabbing her. We kissed

and fooled around for a while before getting up. Erica got up first and I

watched her walk across the room to the bathroom. Some how she looked different,

sexier, more voluptuous.

After she finished showering I got up and jumped in. When I came out of the

shower Erica was getting dressed. She seemed puzzled. "What's wrong?" I asked

approaching her.

"I'm not sure, but my clothes feel tight, I must be gaining some weigh eating

all this Cajun food."

"Well if you are, your putting it on in the right places because you look

fantastic." I said as I hugged her and bent down for a kiss. As we parted I

noticed something peculiar. I'm six feet tall and Erica is only five, usually

when we stand facing the top of her head comes about to my shoulders. This

morning I could have sworn she almost came up to my nose. I quickly dismissed it

as we fondled each other. I began to reach inside her shirt and fondle her

breasts. She moaned and rubbed against me but then pushed away.

"Honey, I'd love to fool around but I'm famished. Hurry up and get dressed

and let's get some breakfast."

I was disappointed but complied. We'd have plenty of time for that later. I

quickly got dressed. I noticed that my clothes seemed a little loose. All the

activity from the past couple days must have been paying off. I dismissed it and

we went out to eat. When we got to the restaurant with a buffet breakfast, she

quickly went to the buffet and loaded her plate. I wasn't feeling hungry so I

just got a couple of things. She wolfed down her plate and went for seconds. I

barely touched mine. She ate two huge plates of food and I just picked at my

meal. I'd never seen my petite wife eat like this. I figured she must have

burned off a few calories with our activities last night.

We walked around and saw the sites all day. Erica commented on her clothes

being tight and even mentioned her shoes being uncomfortable. I couldn't keep my

eyes off her. She looked absolutely gorgeous, and seemed to get sexier by the

minute. I still couldn't shake the feeling that she seemed taller to me. As the

day progressed she continued to stop at street vendors and get food, hot-dogs,

candy, beingets everything she could get her hands on. At lunch and dinner she

ate appetizers, the meal, and desserts. I, on the other hand, ate hardly

anything. Nothing sounded appetizing to me, except my beautiful bride that is.

She kept looking better and better. Her clothes did seem tighter, they clung to

her, accentuating her more obvious curves. After dinner she pulled out the

bottle of pills and smiling at me took one. Almost instantly that lusty look

appeared in her eyes.

"God I love these things," she whispered, "they make me feel so alive, like

my body is charged with energy.....sexual energy."

She leaned over the table, flashing a fair amount of cleavage in the process.

She grabbed my hand and began sucking my fingers like they were little cocks,

looking at me with a hunger in her eyes that was unmistakable. I wanted her so

bad.

Quickly we got up to leave, almost forgetting to pay the check. And

practically running to our hotel. When we finally got back to the room we were

all over each other. I ripped off her clothes and she tore off mine. I stood

back and looked at her, as if for the first time. She had definitely changed.

Her legs looked long and lean, her hips flared out emphasizing her trim waist.

Her breasts seemed even bigger, if that was possible. I was mesmerized. She

sauntered up to me and began kissing me with a passion, like we hadn't seen each

other in weeks. I kissed her back, exploring her new body with my hands. Erica

had always been small and thin and I had always wished she could be taller and

more voluptuous. It appeared I might be getting my wish.

Erica directed me to the bed and pushed my onto my back and straddled me. She

lead forward and pushed her milky breasts in my face as she guided my cock into

her hot wet pussy. I began sucking on one and then the other. Again the sweet

milk flowed from her breasts. I drank it down eagerly, now suddenly ravenous,

craving this sweet nectar to satisfy my hunger. We made love with me drinking in

that wonderful milk. My body began to tingle, all my senses were heightened.

This was even better than last night. I'd never felt such ecstasy. Again we came

in unison and collapsed beside each other. I could definitely get used to this.

We drifted off to sleep in each others arms.

The next morning when I woke up Erica was already up. I got up and got the

shock of my life when Erica came out of the bathroom. Erica was as tall as I

was! I was looking her straight in the eyes. She noticed it too. We were both

shocked.

"My god what's happened? I'm as tall as you!" Erica exclaimed.

I stared at my wife with mixed emotions. I felt a little intimidated by her

size. I was used to her being much smaller and now she was my size, making me

feel smaller and not as in control as normal. But I was also extremely aroused

by her new statuesque body. She looked like a super model, tall, curvaceous and

sexy.

"I'm not sure honey, but I think it has something to do with those pills the

old woman gave you. Somehow they are changing you. Making you taller, I don't

understand how or why this has happened but it's undeniable that you've grown."

I said.

Erica smiled, "This is my dream come true! I've always hated being so short.

Now I'm tall and sexy, I love it! Come here lover."

She grabbed me and pulled me closer passionately kissing me. She was much

stronger and quickly took the lead in our lovemaking. She pulled me on top of

her as she fell to the bed. We were at each other like animals. Hard fast and

savage we fucked. We went at it for what seemed like hours. During a brief rest

I looked up at the clock and jumped out of bed.

"Shit! We're going to be late for our flight if we don't get going!" I

exclaimed.

I jumped in the shower and quickly got ready. Erica got dressed, squeezing

into her cloths which were obviously far too small for her. Luckily she had some

shorts that had stretch waist band and some open toed sandals she could just

cram into. She borrowed one of my shirts to wear. I threw some cloths on as she

finished packing and we rushed out the door. We checked out and caught a cab to

the airport. We rushed to the gate and just made our flight.

As we found our seats I began to notice that my cloths felt a little baggy

must be that I haven't eaten in a couple days. But even my shoes felt loose,

could they have stretched with all the walking? I was trying to deny what I knew

might be happening to me. The flight seemed to go on forever. Erica and I barely

spoke, each of us lost in our own thoughts about what was happening. I didn't

know what to do, how tall was I now? How do I reverse the process? A thousand

thoughts flew through my head.

After we finally landed and we were standing in the isle I looked around at

the other passengers. A lot of the women were close to my height and most of the

men were taller. I felt small and out of place.

When we got off the plane, I went to get our bags, Erica said she'd meet me

there. After a few minutes she showed up eating a Big Mac and she had another in

the bag.

"I was just so hungry I couldn't wait, would you like the other burger?" she

asked.

I declined, I wasn't hungry. Before the bags arrived she finished the other

sandwich. We got our luggage and found our car. I had to move the drivers seat

up a bit to drive comfortably! We had a good hour ride home. One the way Erica

insisted we stop and get something to eat. We hit a drive-thru and she ordered

two meals. I again, ate nothing. I was starting to feel hungry, but the thought

of food made me nauseous.

When we got home I threw the bags in the living room and went to find a tape

measure. After I found one I went to our bed room and found Erica swallowing

another of the pills!

"What are you doing!" I exclaimed, "Don't you realize what those things might

be doing?"

"They're making me taller bustier and built like an amazon. What's wrong with

that? It's my dream come true." she replied.

"Honey, I don't think that's the only thing they're doing. I think I might be

shrinking."

"That's impossible!" she said, "People don't shrink. It's just me that's

changing, right?"

"Let's find out. Here back up to the wall here and I'll mark off your height

and you do mine."

We both made marks on the wall they were almost identical heights. I measured

them and was shocked to find that we were both five foot-six inches tall! This

was insane. I'd shrunk six inches in two days! I was in shock.

Erica seemed a little worried but then started smiling, "I don't know about

you, but I'm finding this very sexy. I feel so good and in control. I've always

felt self-conscious about being so small and you so much bigger than me. Now I

feel better about myself, sexy and very horny."

She put her hands behind my head and pulled me to her and kissed me

passionately. I tried to pull away but she was as strong as me now. I got away,

but stumbled and fell on our bed. She was on me in a flash kissing and caressing

me. In the process she tore her shirt off, revealing her naked breasts. The site

of those beautiful soft globes made my mouth water. Suddenly I was famished. I

was craving her breasts like a drug addict needing a fix. I forget all about

what had been happening the past few days and wrapped my mouth around one of her

erect nipples. Immediately I was rewarded with a mouthful of warm sweet milk. I

sucked for all I was worth, swallowing every precious drop. Erica moaned and

cried out in pleasure as I nursed on her breasts. It was like I was possessed, I

couldn't get enough. I felt that now familiar tingling sensation saturate my

entire body.

When I finished at my wife's breasts, we tore our remaining cloths off and

made love. The entire time my body felt electrified, super sensitive, enhancing

all my sensations. It was fantastic. Erica was moaning and screaming with

pleasure until we came as one and passed out from exhaustion.

I woke up later that night and looked over for Erica. She was gone. I crawled

out of bed dreading what I would find. Had I shrunk more while I slept? Had

Erica grown? I didn't want to know the answer. Erica was drunk with the new

power those pills were giving her. I had to get rid of them. I found her purse

and rummaged through it looking for the bottle. I couldn't find them. Then I

heard something behind me.

"Looking for something dear?" Erica asked.

I turned around dreading what I'd see. My God! She towered over me. I

couldn't believe it. I felt puny compared to her. I backed away, suddenly

frightened of my wife who only a few days ago was a foot shorter than me.

"My God, your tiny! Look at you." she exclaimed, as she walked toward me.

As she approached, I felt smaller and smaller. She wasn't only taller but

bigger all over. Her curves were even more pronounced, so was her muscle tone.

She had muscle definition on her arms and legs. She was truly turning into an

amazon. She looked a lot stronger than I was now. How humiliating, not only was

I now smaller than my wife, but most likely weaker too! She kept advancing until

I was backed up to a wall. She put her arms on my shoulders holding me against

the wall. I tried to move, but she had better leverage.

"What's the matter little man? Your not scared of your 'little' woman are

you?" she said smiling.

I slowly shook my head, looking up to her face. I barely came to her nose.

She leaned forward and gently kissed my forehead. I felt small and helpless and

very intimidated by my towering wife.

"Do you know how tall I am now, my little cutie?" she said kissing my

forehead and face as she talked, "I'm five foot nine, almost as tall as you used

to be, and look at my body. I'm getting stronger and more muscular, I bet I'm

stronger than you now, little guy. Let's see how short you are now, come on."

Erica dragged me over to the wall where we had measured ourselves earlier

that day. She had stuck a measuring tape to the wall beside the marks we'd made.

I saw the new mark she'd made for herself far above my head. She pushed my back

to the wall and made a mark at the top of my head. She let me turn around to

look. Five three! I was a shrimp!

"There there honey, it's not so bad. Your taller than I used to be and your

so darn cute." she began kissing my face again. "I think I'm going to enjoy

this, I like being this tall and having you shorter."

"What!?! Are you crazy? I hate this. We've got to figure out how to stop

this. Where are the pills? You've got to stop taking them. This can't continue.

I can't afford to shrink any more."

"I've hidden them. I figured you'd want to stop me from using them and I

don't want to stop. I like being bigger and stronger. I like being in control.

I've always been small and weak, pushed around by everyone because they were

bigger than me. Well no more. I'm now tall for a woman and as strong as most men

I bet, but I want to get bigger. I love you but I won't let you get in my way.

Actually I enjoy looking down at you my love, I think its extremely sexy."

I was in a daze. Here was my formerly tiny, mousy wife suddenly becoming a

domineering amazon overnight. I didn't know what to do. I had always been in

control of my life. With my business, my social life and definitely with my

wife. Now all that was changing. How would I be able to face the world again,

now shorter than almost everyone I knew? Who could I turn to for help? I didn't

know.

"Erica please stop this now. Hasn't this gone far enough? You're scaring me.

I love you and would do anything for you, but not this, please. Let's stop this

now and figure out a way to get me back to normal."

Erica simply smiled down at me, "Don't worry my love, I'll take care of you.

Everything will be all right." She hugged me tight and held me, rocking me

gently back and forth comforting me. I began to feel better.

We spent the rest of the night relaxing in front of the fire place. Talking

and fooling around. I had to admit I found her very exciting now. She was like a

goddess, beautiful, sex and strong. Somehow we'd get through this and life would

get back to normal. I was exhausted from the events of late and fell asleep in

her arms.

The next morning I woke up famished. I went to the kitchen to get something

to eat but nothing sounded appealing to me. I finally forced myself to eat some

cereal. As soon as I ate it I felt nauseous and ran to the bathroom and puked it

all up! I tried eating other things with identical results. By now Erica had

heard me and come to me with a worried look on her face.

"What's wrong love?", she asked concerned.

"I don't know. I'm starving but I can't keep anything down. I don't feel ill,

just weak." I said looking up at her. I still couldn't get used to the fact that

she was so much taller than me.

She held me with my head on her shoulder. I felt her breasts pushing against

me. I looked down at them and instantly my mouth started to water. I hungered

for the milk that they provided. She seemed to know what I needed and grabbed

one of her breasts in her hand and guided it into my mouth. I couldn't resist it

even though I knew the possible outcome of drinking the milk. I clamped down on

the offered nipple and sucked for all I was worth. Sweet tasting warm liquid

filled my mouth. I grabbed the breast with both hands and sucked as my wife held

me. I instantly felt better and stronger. My hunger quickly dissolved. After a

while Erica switched breasts and I suckled the other. God did it taste good!

After I finished I looked up at Erica. She was looking down at me with a warm

loving smile while she softly stroked my hair. I felt much better now, full and

contented. Again my body began to tingle and I watched in amazement as very

slowly Erica appeared to grow before my eyes! The shrinking was continuing!

After a few minutes the sensations stopped and I looked up at my wife who now

looked even larger! I couldn't see over her shoulders! She was huge! I stepped

back, afraid again and feeling even more helpless.

"That was incredible, I saw you shrink before my eyes! That was so cool!

You're even smaller now. Come on let's see." She grabbed my arm and pulled me

along behind her as she rushed into our bedroom and pushed me up to the

measuring tape. She marked my height and let me look. Five feet even! I was the

same height my wife used to be! I was a midget!

Erica backed up to the wall and handed me the pencil. I had to stretch to

make the mark and I could barely reach the top of her head on tiptoes. While I

was trying to make the mark she grabbed me under the arms and lifted me up with

ease, smiling with satisfaction as she did it. She was much stronger than I was.

She must outweigh me by seventy pounds or so. I finally got the line drawn she

put me down. As I descended I felt increasingly smaller. When I was finally on

my own two feet I looked up at her. I was looking up under her chin as she stood

there looking down her nose at me. Her breasts were at my shoulders and I was

looking straight at her collar.

We looked up at the mark I had made for her and saw it read six feet tall.

She was as tall as I used to be and I was her old height! We had completely

reversed roles!

Erica started to laugh, "Well how does it feel to be short my little love? A

mere five feet tall? Are you enjoying it? I know I like being your old height.

This is wonderful. I feel so strong, confident powerful. I'm in control of

things now."

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Well since I'm the size and strength you always were, and you're my old

size, I'd say I'm the "man" of the house now. I'm in charge."

"I'm still your husband and I'm still the man of this house, no matter how

tall you get. You just remember that!" I was starting to get angry. I don't like

to be pushed around and no woman was going to be in charge while I was around.

"Oh really? Little man." Erica said slowly as she looked down at me. "And

just how are you going to stop me. Your not a real man any more. Your barely

larger than a boy and you will do as I say. There are definitely going to be

some drastic changes around this household starting now. You will listen to me,

I'm the boss and if you don't like it, well too bad, you're to small to stop

me."

I looked up at my wife in awe. This was impossible and I wouldn't put up with

it!. "Now hold it right there. You are still MY wife and you will listen to me."

Erica just laughed, "And how do you think you can stop me, little man? I'm

bigger and stronger than you. You're no match for me. Face it, I'm in control of

our marriage now and you will obey me from this point on!" She poked me in the

chest with her index finger, setting me back a step. "And if you don't do as

your told I will make you, by force if necessary."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I had to stop this and stop it now! I

was getting madder by the minute and was about to blow. I pushed Erica back way

from me. "I will not take orders from you or any woman. I'm the man of the house

and I do as I please!"

I barely budged her. She quickly grabbed me, picked me up and threw me to the

floor. I tried to fight her, but she was too strong. We wrestled for a few

minutes but it was a hopeless fight. She pinned me down and pulled my arm behind

my back, holding it there easily. She slowly increased the pressure until it

began to hurt. I fought with all my strength but she had leverage and was far to

strong for me.

"Apologize to me and say you'll do as your told" she said calmly but firmly.

"No! Never!" I screamed.

She increased the pressure until I thought she'd tear my arm off and repeated

her order. I tried to fight it but the pain was too much for me to bare. I

finally relented. "OK, you win! I listen to you! You're the boss! Please let me

go!

Erica released me and stood up, leaving me lying on the floor rubbing my sore

arm. From this angle she looked even larger more towering. "Good, now that

wasn't so hard was it honey?" she said smugly. "Now be a dear and go cook me

some breakfast. I'll have a three egg omelette, some bacon and toast. I'm going

to go find something to wear."

"Yes dear" I answered meekly, "But can I get dressed first?" I couldn't

believe I was asking my wife for permission to get dressed.

"No, I like you naked, besides none of your clothes will fit you. Now get

going."

I slowly slunk into the kitchen and started cooking. I felt even more

vulnerable working nude. By the time I finished with breakfast Erica arrived in

the kitchen. She was dressed in one of my old shirts and my sweatpants. The

shirt and sweats were both tight on her around the hips and bosom. Now I felt

even more exposed and helpless, cooking for my fully clothed wife while I was

completely naked.

"Bring it over to the table and get me some coffee and juice." I complied and

then she told me to sit and wait for her. After she finished eating she got up

and casually told me to clean up and join her in the living room when I was

done. My god I was her personal servant now! I dutifully cleaned up the kitchen

and joined Erica in the living room. She was sprawled out on the couch watching

TV. She signalled me to sit on the couch near her feet.

"Ah, now this is the life. I get to relax on the couch while you get my meals

and clean up. I think I'm going to like this. Why don't you rub my feet dear?"

Now I had to rub her feet! This was getting even worse. I was used to working

all day and coming home and having my wife wait on me hand and foot, now I was

the one doing the serving. I took a deep breath and began massaging her feet.

The rest of the day progressed like the morning. Erica had me put away our

luggage, do the laundry and clean the house, all in the nude. She would

occasionally check on me. She was a demanding taskmaster. She would make me redo

chores she felt weren't up to her standards. She would also fondle me, playing

with me and teasing me steadily. She would come up behind me and rub up against

me with her large body. She kept me in a state of constant arousal, further

enhancing my feelings of exposure by having me naked and aroused in front of

her.

I cooked all of her meals and snacks during the day. I on the other hand, ate

nothing. Still the thought of food made me sick. I hadn't eaten any food in days

but I felt fine. After dinner Erica sat on the couch again and had me make her a

drink. When I served it to her she showed me one of the special pills and

smiled.

"No honey please don't", I begged, "I'll do whatever you want. I'll wait on

you hand and foot, anything, just don't make me shrink any more, please."

"Well my little love, how is that any different from right now? You'll do

what I say, you have no choice. I want you smaller. Then you'll be even easier

to control. Won't that be fun?" She then swallowed the pill and smiled at me.

I tried to stop her from taking the pill, but it was not contest. She pushed

me away easily. She quickly became very horny and began rubbing her breasts and

pussy through her cloths. I just stood there watching, enjoying the show. My

wife had previously been very reserved and would never had played with herself

in front of me at least. But since these changes had taken place in our lives

she was much more uninhibited.

"Oh I'm so horny my love. Undress me." she stood up and had me take her

clothes off.

I took off the sweat pants, she wasn't wearing any underwear. She stood

straight as I tried to take off her shirt. I could barely get it over her head,

standing on my tip toes, and no way could I get it over her arms, which she held

up over her head. Erica stifled a giggle at my efforts. She let me struggle for

a minute or so and finally let her arms down so I could get her shirt off.

She sat back down on the couch and spread her legs. She began playing with

herself again, moaning softly. She continued pleasuring herself, smiling at me

the entire time. I was getting extremely excited watching her show. After a few

minutes she spoke in breathless gasps, "Oh, get down between my legs and lick

me, make me cum!"

I was a little reluctant to do this. Our sex life had always very

conventional, straight missionary position. Erica had always been very

conservative about sex. We usually just had sex and that was it. Now she was

pleasuring herself in front of me and wanted me to perform cunnilingus. I'd

never done this before, up until now, in our relationship we had sex when I

wanted it and how I wanted it and that was it. Doing something like this had

never entered my mind. Now Erica was demanding that I lick her pussy!

Erica noticed my hesitation and snapped, "I said, get down between my legs

and lick me, NOW!"

I dove between her legs and touched her lips gingerly with my tongue. Erica

moaned and thrust her hips to meet my tongue. I got a little braver and explored

further. Erica moaned even louder encouraging me along. I got more enthusiastic

and began licking faster and harder, probing deep inside her with my tongue.

Erica bucked and screamed with pleasure. She grabbed my head and pushed my face

against her hot wet pussy. I licked and sucked frantically, driving her over the

edge. She came and covered my face with her juices and clamped her thighs around

my head. She crushed my head between her thighs as she came for what seemed like

hours. Just as I was about to pass out she released me and I fell to the floor.

"That was incredible," she whispered breathlessly, "I've never cum like that

in my life, that felt so good. I like having you serve me for a change."

I was very excited also. Looking up at my amazon wife knowing I'd made her

feel so good had brought me near the edge. I climbed up Erica's body and slid my

erection inside her. She responded and thrust up to met me. She grabbed my ass

and pulled me up deeper into her. We fucked with total abandon, moaning and

crying out in ecstasy until we came together. I relaxed on top of Erica with my

head nestled on her pillowy breasts while she gently stroked my head.

After a while I realized I was famished. I went to the kitchen to find

something to eat. I searched high and low, but couldn't find anything that

sounded good to me. Finally I tried to eat some of the leftovers from Erica's

dinner. As soon as I took the first bite, I felt sick and spit it up. What was

going on? Why couldn't I eat and why hadn't I starved to death yet?

As if she knew what I needed Erica came up behind me and hugged me. "Hungry

my little man? I know what you need."

With that she turned me to face her. I looked up at her smiling face and then

down at her beautiful milk filled breasts. She squeezed them in her hands and

then guided my head down toward her right breast. I knew what would happen if I

drank her milk, but I also knew that I needed it to survive. Somehow with all

the changes to my body I was now dependent on her milk for sustenance. I

couldn't control my need for it. My mouth watered and my stomach growled. I

grabbed the offered breast with both hands and wrapped my mouth around her erect

nipple. Instantly the milk began to flow, filling my mouth with its warmth. I

swallowed as fast as I could, filling my empty stomach. I felt better

immediately and sucked with new energy. Erica moaned with pleasure and pushed my

face into her soft breasts almost smothering me. I continued to feed off my

wife's breasts until I was full and could take no more.

"There, wasn't that good my little one?" Erica said in a condescending voice,

"Feel all better now? Mommy's milk fill you up?"

She was treating me like a child now! I was beginning to realize that I

couldn't survive without her to feed me and protect me. I was more like a small

child than a husband to her now. And she seemed to be enjoying the new roles.

My body tingled all over stronger that ever before and I felt a little dizzy.

The feelings increased in intensity then I felt a sinking sensation. I looked up

at Erica as she appeared to grow above me. Her shoulders rose higher above me

and her breasts rose up to meet my face. By the time the feelings stopped I was

looking straight ahead at her breasts. Erica was giggling in delight. She up her

hand on top of my head and then brought it to the middle of her chest. I was

only chest high to my wife!

"Oh you're so tiny and cute my love." She bent way down and kissed the top of

the head, like one would a child. "And you are mine, now come on"

She dragged me to the bed room and marked her own height on the wall, I now

couldn't reach that far. She looked at the mark puzzled. "Still six feet even, I

haven't grown at all since last time. Hmmmm, well that's fine, if I got any

taller I'd be too tall anyway. Let's see about you my tiny one"

She backed me up to the wall and marked my height off. I was now four

foot-six inches! I'd shrunk six inches since this morning! But the total

difference in our heights was the same. It appeared the energy that grew her was

now transferred to shrinking me alone. I was shrivelling away faster and faster!

"Four feet-six inches! My but we are getting small." she said giggling.

"You're just the right height now for feeding aren't you, my little baby, I mean

man?"

She pulled my head to her bosom and practically suffocated me. "Oh I love you

so much my shrimpy little husband."

She let me go and then bent down with her hands on her knees until she was

eye level with me. This made me feel even tinier. "Now here are the new rules of

the house. I'm the boss. You will do whatever I say without hesitation or you

will be punished. You will treat me with respect at all times, I will not

tolerate any different. Do you understand?"

"Punished what the hell are you talking about? I'm your husband not a little

boy, and I'll not be treated as such, do 'you' understand." I yelled up at my

towing wife with my hands on my hips.

"Well from my point of view, you're as small as a child and right now you're

acting like one. Maybe I'll treat you like one." she said slowly punctuating

each word by jabbing her finger in my chest. With that she grabbed me and picked

me up. I tried to get away but she was too strong. She walked over to the bed

and sat down still holding me. With almost no effort at all she flipped me over

and laid me face down on her lap, with my dick between her legs.

"What are you doing?" I screamed.

"Why I'm going to give my bad little boy a spanking to teach him a lesson."

With that she began spanking my bare ass. This was the most degrading and

humiliating thing that had ever happened to me. To be turned over you wife's

knee and spanked like a small child! She didn't hold anything back. It hurt like

hell. I begged and pleaded for her to stop. I promised to be good and do

whatever she wanted, anything, just no more. At that statement she finally

stopped, but left me draped over her knees.

"Now that's more like it. You have to understand that I'm the boss. You now

depend on me for everything, without me to feed you, you would starve. You need

me to take care of you and protect you. I'm the head of the household now and

you will treat me as such at all times. I will do what I want, when I want and

you'll follow my orders. Any indiscretions will be dealt with, got it?"

"Yes ma'am. Anything you say." I said meekly, my ego completely defeated.

"Good, now listen to me for a second." Erica lifted me off her lap and stood

me on the floor in front of her. Even with her sitting on the bed I still had to

look up to her. She leaned forward till we were eye to eye. "Now I know this

must be difficult for you baby and I do love you. So I'm going to stop taking

the pills. I don't want you to shrink away to nothing on me. Now you've got to

promise to behave. If you give me any problems controlling you at all, then I

will shrink you even more until your completely helpless. Do you understand?"

"Yes dear, I'll do anything just don't shrink me any more!" I replied

eagerly.

"Good boy" she said patting me on the head. "Now lets have some fun! Climb on

the bed and lick me to another earthshattering orgasm."

The rest of the night I fulfilled Erica's every desire, licking, sucking, and

kissing every inch of her body. She must have cum half a dozen times. I enjoyed

exploring my amazonian wife's gorgeous body. After hours of love making we

curled up together, with me in my giant wife's arms, and fell asleep.

The next morning we both woke up together. Erica kissed me and told me to go

make her breakfast and come get her when it was ready. I crawled out of bed and

after going to the bathroom went to the kitchen. I began to make my wife

breakfast, but now noticed how much bigger everything appeared to me. The

kitchen counter that used to come only to my waist was now chest high. I had to

really stretch for things in the refrigerator. I needed some stuff from the

cabinets and I couldn't reach. I struggled to climb onto the counter to reach

it. As I finally got the spice I was trying to reach I heard a stifled giggle

behind me. Turning around there was Erica watching me laughing.

"A major victory for my diminutive husband." she said clapping. This made me

feel even more humiliated and puny. I couldn't even get a bottle of spices out

of a cabinet without a major struggle. I put the spices on the counter and sat

down to get off, but Erica held me back. Even sitting on the counter I had to

look up to her.

She kissed me a few times on the face and neck and while setting me down on

the floor said, "I really appreciate all the work you are going through just to

fix me breakfast my dear."

I finished cooking breakfast and Erica quickly ate it. When she was finished

she stood over me and asked, "Is my little man ready for his breakfast yet?"

I stared at her enormous breasts barely covered by my old bathrobe. "Yes my

love I'm starving"

"Good, well as soon as you finish cleaning up in here, I'll feed you. So get

to work." She said and left the kitchen.

I quickly cleaned up and went looking for Erica. By now my stomach was

growling, I was really hungry. I found Erica in her walk-in closet admiring

herself in the mirror. She looked like a goddess.

"Come here and stand by me, my love. I want to see something."

I joined my wife in front of the mirror and was shocked by what I saw. I

wasn't prepared for the drastic difference between us. Seeing myself standing

beside her really emphasized the differences in our sizes. I looked like a child

compared to her! If it wasn't me in the mirror it would have been laughable. The

top of my head barely came up to the middle of her chest. My shoulder and her

waist were at about the same level. And she was so big all over. Compared to her

my arms and legs looked like an anorexic child. I felt even more puny and

pathetic than before. How could I face the rest of the world. How could I return

to work. I couldn't, there was no way I was going to let anyone I knew see me

like this. Looking at the reflections in the mirror I suddenly realized how

small I had become and how complete my wife's power over me was. I was almost in

tears.

Erica rested her arm on top of my head and looked down at me and then at our

reflections in the mirror. "Amazing isn't it? You are so tiny aren't you my

little one? But you are just the right size for this aren't you."

Erica turned me around, opened her robe and guided my head to her breast. I

hungrily clamped my mouth around her nipple and began drinking her life

sustaining milk. I nursed on one breast until she pulled it away and replaced it

with the other. The whole time I was feeding she talked softly to me.

"That's my good boy, you drink it all down, make momma proud. Your just the

right height for this aren't you my baby?"

When I was finished she closed the robe back up and patted me on the head.

"That's a good boy, my love. Now lets go make love. You sucking on my nipples

makes me so horny."

She threw me on the bed and we made love for hours. The rest of the week

progressed like that. I did all the household chores. I cooked, cleaned,

everything. Erica feed me twice a day and we made love whenever she felt like

it. But I didn't shrink any further and she stayed at six feet tall. Early in

the week Erica had called into my office and told my secretary Sasha that I had

come down with a "little" something and would be out for a while. I still didn't

know what we were going to do about the business. Someone had to run things.

Erica told me that she'd figure something out. It was her problem now and that I

shouldn't worry my pretty little head about it.

On Friday afternoon there was suddenly a knock at the door.

"Who could that be?" I asked.

"Oh it must be Sasha, I invited her over here to discuss the office." Erica

replied casually.

"WHAT!?!" I yelled, "I can't let her see me like this! Why did you do that?"

"Well someone has to run the business now. So I called Sasha over to figure

out the best way for us to do that. Now here put my old robe on and let's go

greet our guest."

End part I

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