Boys

I continue where I left off, berating you for your pitiful state – shrunken down to miniscule size by me, your step-mother. I torment you with the thudding sounds of my feet stomping on the ground, sending shivers down your spine. I have plans for the evening so I leave to get ready, ordering you to remain where you are. But when I discover you’ve sneaked into my bedroom to watch me change, I go ballistic, firmly putting you in your place, rightfully degrading you for your filthy perverted habits, before punishing you by shrinking you down even further.