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Little People (part 1 and 2)
Wednesday, 14-Oct-98 22:51:04
    132.156.132.129 writes:

    Ahhhhh.... finally a board i can post this stuff on.. enjoy:)



    Story: Little People
    Author Dirty Dreamer

    WARNING - THIS IS AN EXTREMELY NONCONSENSUAL SERIES OF STORIES ABOUT
    QUESTIONABLE SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS BETWEEN VERY LARGE AND VERY
    SMALL PEOPLE. ALMOST EVERY SEXUAL DEVIANCY IS DESCRIBED
    HERE.

    If you are under 18 or are offended by such subject matter, do not
    read this. I will ignore all flames, so don't bother. Permission is granted
    to post this story in electronic form, but not in print without
    express written permission of the author.



    Story: Little People
    Scene: Taking Cheryl [1]
    Author: Dirty Dreamer

    Groan, another day of idiocy at work finally complete, but at
    least it was Friday. I missed the damn express bus because it was
    5 minutes early. I always like to leave things until the last
    minute (well, I don't "like to" but it always seems to turn out
    that way). Rather than hanging around for another 45 minutes it
    was a good day for a walk. The sun was hot, the girls were in
    shorts and halter tops and I had a gigantic hard on from my last
    alt.sex.stories session. As I was staring down the dress of a
    busty young blonde I slipped.

    Normally I can fall safely, but in this case it was a slippery
    marble floor that was wet with a wierd smelling soapy water. as
    I was going down I saw the blond, the building, the sky and big
    white flash as my head contacted the pavement.

    When I came to the blond was bending over asking me if I was OK.
    No one else was around since the express buses had all left and
    downtown was deserted. Something happened during the fall and I
    seemed to be stuck in my last fantasy. It almost seemed it could
    come true so I thought I would give it a try. I asked the girl to
    help me up and guide me to a chair around the corner of the
    building. My arm went around her shoulder and my hard on started
    growing. She was about 5'7", 2 inches shorter than me, 110 lbs,
    with large tits, nice athletic legs and a terrific ass.

    As I was walking with my hands around her shoulders I
    concentrated on seeing her get smaller and smaller. It was
    working! By the time I shuffled the 30 feet to the bench her
    formerly tight clothes were baggy on her to the point where she
    had to use one of her hands to hold up her shorts. I sat down
    and looked at her. By this time she was eye level and looking
    very confused. I wondered how far I could go with this.

    I looked down at my hand, spread it out and imagined she would
    fit in my hand if she lay down flat. I gave out a burst of
    concentration and looked up. She was gone, but there was a pile
    of clothes where she was standing. Looking down at the clothes
    I saw something moving and it was her. She had shrunk to 8
    inches and she hid herself under her clothes (this modesty
    wouldn't last very long). She was yelling and screaming and
    crying but not very loudly.

    At this point I came to my senses and realized what this looked
    like. It was time to clean up. I wrapped her in her shirt and
    lifted her up to talk.

    "H-E-E-L-L-p"

    "Don't worry I can help you, but you have to keep quiet."

    I explained to the girl that I had seen this before and had to
    get her to my lab to reverse the situation, I picked up all her
    clothes, and purse, and HER 8 inch body and stuffed it into my
    briefcase. First thing I did was grab a cab to go home. I
    figured it would an exciting night and it was a good day to
    splurge. ...

    Story: Little People
    Scene: WELCOME HOME [2]
    Author: Dirty Dreamer

    I put the briefcase on the kitchen table, opened a beer and sat
    down. Took a swig and slowly opened the case. After removing
    the purse, shoes, shorts, and panties I saw the girl hiding very
    modestly in her halter top with her head sticking out. In the
    quiet on the room I heard her talk surprising clearly.

    "WHAT'S YOUR NAME?"

    "Cheryl Baker, Who are you?"

    "We'll get into that later..Cheryl, why don't you get out of
    that case?"

    "I-I-I don't have my clothes on and I want to grow back to my
    original size."

    "I can give you something to wear but growing you back will take
    some time."

    As I she squirmed inside the briefcase, I reached over and pulled
    out a kleenex from the box on the table.

    "HERE PUT THIS ON LITTLE GIRL."

    "but..but.."

    "YOU ARE GETTING OUT OF THAT CASE IN ONE MINUTE, DRESSED OR NOT."

    She gave me an astonished look, grabbed the kleenex (like it was
    a sheet) and ducked under her shirt. Thirty seconds later I
    gently lifted her up while she was inside the shirt and put it on
    the table.

    "TIME TO COME OUT LITTLE GIRL."

    She slowly crawled out. When she stood up to her full magnificent
    8" height the kleenex was made into a poncho which went to crotch
    level. Whenever she moved I could see her pussy and luscious
    little ass.

    "HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR NEW CLOTHES?"

    "I hate it. You can see everything, you asshole!! What are
    you doing to me. Let me out of here you bastard!"

    While saying this she vainly attempted to cover her ass and pussy
    with her hands. It was starting. Good. I slammed my fist down on
    the table and knocked her off her feet. She fell on her knees and
    used her arms to cover her head. I flicked her hard with my
    index finger and sent her sprawling, in the process ripping the
    kleenex.

    "DON'T YOU EVER EVER TALK TO ME LIKE THAT AGAIN YOU LITTLE
    CUNT!!"

    This literally scared the piss out of her. She had an accident
    then and there. Her kleenex got soaked and she stood up to move
    out of the mess.

    "I HATE IT WHEN DIRTY LITTLE SLUT PIGS PISS ON MY FURNITURE."

    I sounded really angry now. Poor Cheryl just didn't know what to
    do. She was hudddled on her kees, sobbing in horror and fear.

    "CLEAN IT UP.. NOW! I'LL BE BACK IN 30 SECONDS AND IT BETTER BE
    CLEAN."

    She looked at the mess and wondered how to clean it. Then she
    immediately took off the kleenex shirt and started sopping it
    up. IWhile this was happening, I went downstairs to find her new
    home. My old gerbil cage was just perfect for the little pussy.
    When I came back she was at the edge of the table wondering how
    to escape and the mess was cleaned up. She was back in the
    stinky old kleenex (Still shy?).

    "SO WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF, CHERYL? FIRST I BRING
    YOU HERE TO HELP YOU, YOU CALL ME AN ASSHOLE AND THEN YOU PISS
    ON THE TABLE WHERE I EAT! MAYBE I SHOULD JUST KICK YOU OUT."

    "No, no please I beg you, I want to be big again, I'll be
    better, I promise."

    She collapsed and started crying.

    "THERE THERE CHERYL, DON'T WORRY, EVERYTHING WILL WORK OUT."

    This cheered her up and she finally smiled.

    "You never did tell me your name."

    "AH YES. LET'S GO TALK ABOUT THAT."

    With this I lifted her up and went to the living room. Sitting
    down on the couch, I leaned back put cheryl on my lap below my
    belt and in front of my raging hardon. She stood, obviously
    uncomfortable in this position. She was a delicious weight.

    "SIT DOWN AND MAKE YOURSELF COMFORTABLE."

    She gave me a look and immediately sat down. She was learning.
    She sat right down in front of my hard penis and was leaning on
    it. It was difficult to talk, but I had to get the rules out
    before starting the fun.
    ...


    THis first installmemt, let me know if you like this, there is lots more if you want:))

    DDreamer