Im sweet & flirty until my tiny date tells me he doesnt have enough money for desert! My nice girl act drops & I start burping alot Im feeling snackish I just want a little treat to fully satisfy me you look kindof good enough to eat hmm let me see… gulp! My tiny man struggles inside my mouth pushing trying to get out I swallow casually then pay the bill Later when I get home dancing in my panties theres still fighting and kicking in my stomach you can see it! I tell my tiny man to settle down my belly is where you were supposed to be all along

Vixen is a powerful Supervillan, she previously ended an up and coming hero. Natalie a journalist takes it upon herself to get the facts.

You are a extremely strong up and coming hero, you ignore all warnings and confront the beautiful and malevolent Lamora in her home.

[Custom, the name Zach is used] We’re close chil-dhood friends and when you tell me about your slow shrinking disease, I promise to do whatever it takes to take care of you. Nothing is gonna change between us.
The days pass and I’m surprised about how quickly you’ve shrunk already. I make jokes about your size but I apologise for upsetting you and remind you I’m still here for you.
You’re at waist height now and I kneel before me, motherly, assertive and bl-unt. I’m moving in with you to care for you and clearly, you need me. I’m unintentionally demeaning and I listing your shortcomings.
You’re smaller still, shrinking down and down with every passing moment. I stand over you. I’m upset, irritated and spiteful because you had one job, to clean up your room, and you haven’t done it. You’re completely incompetent. I humiliate and degrade you because I’m stressed from both working and looking after you. I regret taking care of you.
3 inches. You’ve tried to escape again. I’m domineering and angry, seductively searching the room for you on my hands and knees and stomping around to scare you. I humiliate, demean, and threaten you. I find you hiding among the pillows and grab you in my hand, bringing you to my face as I stand and pace about. I’m arrogant and bratty, saying that nothing remains of our chil-dhood friendship, that you’re my pet. I demonstrate the punishments if you disobey. Perhaps you will be cru-shed beneath my feet, flattened under my ass or maybe I’ll just eat you…