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Part 2 of a gradual shrinking series.
You can’t stop taking the shrinking pills even though your wife warned you what might happen. She thinks you’re cute like this but she’s frustrated that you’re getting so small you’re becoming a burden. Measuring you up against the wall, she shows you that you’re now basically eye level with her crotch. You try to convince her that it’s not all bad – having a husband eye level with her crotch can have its advantages. Liking the idea, your wife decides to put you to work and prove your worth…