Marital Shrinking.

Marital Shrinking.

Heather tapped her fingers on the side of the table, the candles slowly burring away in the dim light. “Where the hell is she.” She looked at her watch strapped tightly on her pale arm. “I have been sitting here for almost an hour now. God.” The others in the restaurant looked at her like she was crazy. “I’m sorry.” She sighed and went back to tapping her fingers on the table.

“Lesley, you better show up. You know what day it is?”

“Hey, Heather.” Lesley rushed forward and sat down. “Sorry I am late. Work was a pain to get out of.” She rolled her eyes. “My boss has been going nuts lately. Ugh.”

She picked up a roll in the center of the table. “So, where are the menus? I am starving?”

Heather crossed her arms. “I already ate. They told me I had to order something or get out.” She picked up a roll. “I have been slowly eating the rest of these until you came back.”

Lesley shook her head, her dark bangs falling in front of her head. “I am so sorry. Please let me make it up to you.” She took Heather’s hands. “It is our anniversary, after all. I can order you some more dinner. How is that?”

Heather sighed. “It is too late for dinner here. The place is going to close soon. Besides, I am a bit stuffed.” She sighed. “Come on, Lesley, you knew what today was. How could you be late?”

Lesley sighed and stared into Heather’s green eyes. “It was either come here or be fired.

I don’t know what to say.” She looked at the yeast roll in her hand. “I am sorry. I really tried this time.”

Heather stood up. “Well, let’s head for home. I at least have a surprise waiting for you.” She crossed her arms. “I got it special in case you were late again.”

Lesley gulped. “What are you talking about?” She pushed her chair out with her pale arms and stood up. “What kind of surprise?”

“You will see.” Heather slid her denim jacket on. “It is something very interesting that you most likely have never even heard of, and I am looking forward to your reaction.”

“You didn’t go off the deep end, did you?” Lesley scratched at her arm.

“Of course not.” They walked to the entrance of the restaurant. “It is just a fun little surprise for later tonight.” She lowered her voice. “And a bit of revenge.”

“What was that?”

Heather giggled as she pulled out her car keys. “Oh, nothing. I was just saying and a bit of cake when we get home as well. Ahhh.” Her cheeks turned bright red as she looked at the ground.  I don’t need her to know what I am planning. Not until it’s too late anyways.

***

Later that evening, at their apartment, Heather rushed to their bedroom as Lesley called after her. “So, what is this surprise? I am waiting.”

Heather knelt down by the bed and pulled out a red box with a blue string bow. “I am getting it. Hold on.” She looked at the Vess’s Wonder Products label and gulped. “I hope this thing works like that lady told me it would.” She removed the cover and pulled out a crystal vial with shimmering blue liquid inside. “This is supposed to shrink anyone it comes into contact with. It will teach Lesley to be late on our anniversary.” She giggled.

“What are you doing in our bedroom? This isn’t some kinky thing, now, is it?”

Heather slid the vial into her pocket. “I don’t know. Maybe.” She kicked the box under the bed and sat on the blue covers as her spouse walked in. “Would it be so bad if it was?”

Lesley crossed her arms. “I mean, I haven’t even had a chance to eat, if that is your surprise.”

Heather giggled. “Well, good thing it isn’t.” She jumped to her feet. “Come on.

Are you ready to eat?” She led Lesley into the other room. “Here, sit down.” She pulled out a chair for her companion. “I will get your food for you.”

“You don’t have to go to this trouble.”

“Nonsense.” Heather turned around. “It is our anniversary, and this is my gift to you.” She pulled out some cake from the fridge. “So, I want you to enjoy it.”

Lesley’s eyes widened. “Wow. I can’t believe you got me cake. What flavor?”

“Do you have to ask?” Heather threw her head back and laughed. “Chocolate, of course. We have been together almost thirteen years now, and you think I don’t know you like a book.”

“Right, right.” Lesley sighed and looked down at the table. “I just can’t believe you went to all this trouble.” As Lesly shook her head, Heather pulled the vial out of her pocket and dumped the contents onto the cake. “Even after I screwed things up again.”

“It’s ok.” Heather threw the vial into the trash. “I know you tried your best.”

“What was that?”

“Oh, umm. I think the cat knocked something over.” Heather turned around. “I will go check it out.” Heather hurried into the next room. “Snowball, what do you think you are doing? Bad kitty.”

The cat looked up at her in confusion. “Mrooww?”

“Yes, bad kitty. Now think about what you have done.” She walked back into the other room. “Now, what were we doing?”

“We were about to eat this cake you have been hiding from me for our anniversary.”

Heather sat down. “Ahh, yes. My gift to you.” She handed Lesley a fork and knife. “Here, I will let you have the first piece. My treat.”

“How generous.” Lesley cut herself a slice. “I do have to say I find something a bit odd.” She held the fork hovering over the cake. “I ruin our night out, and you want to give me some sweets. You usually want to get me back for ruining our day together.”

“I am trying to turn over a new leaf. What can I say?”

Lesley arched an eyebrow. “Well, forgive me for what I am going to do.” She pushed the piece of cake towards Heather. “I want you to take the first few bites.”

“What? How could you say that?”

“I mean, I know you well enough. I need to ensure you didn’t do something to the cake.” Lesley smiled. “So come on now. Eat up for the sake of our anniversary.”

Heather looked down at the soft spongy cake and gulped. “I umm. . .”

“There isn’t anything wrong with it, is there?”

Heather narrowed her eyes. “Of course not.” She picked up a fork. “I will prove it to you.” She thrust a piece of cake into her mouth and swallowed it.  I just hope that this piece doesn’t have any of that shrinking juice on it. Please.

As Heather cut off another piece, she started to feel queasy.  Great.

The shrinking juice is in this. But I can’t let Lesley know that. She ate another piece and felt her stomach twist itself into knots.

“Everything alright?” Lesley crossed her arms. “You are looking a bit ill.”

“I am fine.” She took another bite. “See, there isn’t anything wrong with the food.” She ate the rest of the cake slice. “It was wonderful.” Heather shivered, her skin crawling.

Lesley looked at the cake. “Well, I don’t see anything wrong yet. I guess I could try a bite.” She picked up a fork but immediately dropped it. “Oh my god!”

“What?” Heather winced as everything started to slowly grow. “What is wrong? Come on and eat some cake?”

Lesley jumped to her feet. “Heather, you are shrinking.” She ran her hands along the sides of her face. “This is crazy.” Sweat dripped down the sides of her face. “This was your plan all along!?”

“No. . . I. . .” Heather shook her head. “Ugh, it’s too late now, isn’t it.”

Lesley laughed. “Well, it serves you right. You being struck with your own weapon. After everything, you put me through over the years. Oh, sweet, sweet vengeance.”

Heather stood up, her shirt falling down to her knees as her pants fell to the floor. “Hey, I have a serious issue on my hands. Can you gloat later?”

Lesley walked around the table and stood over Heather.

“But I am loving this.” She patted Heather on the head. “Look at how cute you look. I wonder how tiny you will get.”

“Lesley!” Heather pushed her hands away. “This is serious. I am shrinking fast.” Heather’s arms slipped into her shirt sleeves. “There is an antidote in the other room. Get it before I shrink all the way down.”

Lesley knelt down and giggled. “Why would I do that?”

“What?”

“I think I want to keep you this way.” She pulled the shirt off of Heather. “I wonder how much you will shrink.”

Heather shook her head. “Have you lost it?” As her bra slipped off her body, Heather grabbed it and used it to cover herself as a makeshift shirt. “I need help.” She looked up at her spouse. “Look at me. I am about one foot tall now. Whoa.” She fell backward out of her shoes.

“I got you.” Lesley caught her and picked her up. “So cute at this size.”

Heather shook her head as she continued shrinking, her bra now able to cover her like a dress. “Seriously, I need that antidote.”

Lesley held her tiny spouse up in front of her face. “How come? You look like a doll to me now, honey.” She giggled. “And I want you to stay that way.” Lesley pocked Heather in the chest with her finger. “Now, let’s get rid of that silly bra.” She ripped the bra away from Heather, leaving her naked in Lesley’s arms. “There now, doesn’t that feel better?”

Heather began to sweat, and her body vibrated. “I ugh.” She closed her eyes. “I feel weird.”

“Ohh, I know what we need to do.” Lesley slid Heather into her pocket. “Hold on. Things around about to get interesting.”

Heather took deep breaths as her body clung tightly to the inside of Lesley’s pocket. “Everything is starting to feel heavy. Especially my breasts. Ughh.” She moaned as her nipples hardened. “Why did I have to test that cake for her? Ugh.”

“Here we are.” Lesley pulled her spouse out of her back pocket and set Heather on the counter. Lesley then bent down and took her shirt off. “I am going to take advantage of this while I can and get the best massage ever.” She threw her bra onto the ground. “In a place, I could never before.”

Heather blinked her eyes. “What are you talking about.” She scratched at her torso as her breasts began to slowly grow.

“You are going to give the world’s first breast massage.” Lesley narrowed her eyes. “And if you do, I will give you your antidote. If you don’t. . .” She looked around and then grabbed a nearby bottle. “I will throw you in here.” Lesley giggled. “How fun, right.”

Heather turned her head. “I won’t do it. Ugh.” She looked down at her boobs. “Why are you swelling? Stop it.”

Lesley moved in so she could see better. “Oh wow. Amazing. Maybe I should just leave you in the bottle so I can watch your boobs grow. They won’t shrink back down, right?”

Heather jumped onto Lesley’s chest. “I will get onto that massage.” She rubbed back and forth as her breasts inflated like balloons. “Does that feel good, mistress?”

Lesley sank down onto the floor. “Ahhhhh. That is heavenly. Get down in my cleavage.”

Heather gulped. “But. . .”

“You want that antidote, right?”

Heather nodded and moved between Lesley’s breasts. “Hey, this isn’t so bad.” She rubbed back and forth, her own swollen breasts rubbing against Lesley’s body as she did so. “Ohh god!”

“Whatever you are doing, keep doing it.”

Heather rubbed her forehead. “Ohh. Just focus.” She moaned as her nipples hardened.

“This feels so good.” She began to rub faster and intentionally used her breasts against her wife’s skin. “Ohhh.”

Lesley slammed her fist against the floor. “Holy fuck. Whatever you are doing, don’t stop.” She closed her eyes. “Ohh, Heather, don’t fucking stop.”

Heather cried out as intense, primal feelings surged through her. “Yes!”

Suddenly Heather slipped and fell right in between Lesley’s boobs. “Shit.”

She blinked her eyes as a mix of surprise and pleasure washed over her. “Oh my god.” She took a deep breath as she pressed her hands into her soft breast tissue of Lesley. “That was amazing.”

Lesley looked down. “I. . .” She took a deep breath. “I wasn’t asking for a massage that intense.” She waved her hand to try and cool herself off. “I think you more than earned that antidote.”

Heather shook her head. “Can it wait until morning?” She curled up in Lesley’s cleavage. “I like it here right now. It is nice and warm. Why ruin the moment.” She adjusted herself, so their boobs were touching again.”

Lesley laughed. “Of course. Why ruin a good thing.” Lesley stood up and walked over to the cabinet. She dug around and found where Heather had hidden the antidote. “Don’t worry, I will keep things this way for a good long while.” She grabbed the antidote and threw it into the trash. “A long, long while.” She giggled.