Chapter 11
Teddy slept longer than he ever had before. His body desperately needed the rest. He slept all through the night and the following morning. When he awoke sometime in mid-afternoon, he felt much better. Teddy’s mind was comparatively calm and clear, despite a lingering groggy state from being asleep for so long. He finally felt human again in a way he hadn’t for over two days. Even though he was locked inside his bedroom, he actually kind of appreciated being safe, secure, warm, and comfortable. In fact, Teddy felt like he could lay in bed even longer, but he needed to pee.
Sitting up, Teddy noticed his room had been tidied up even more than when he’d last given it a clean. Someone had emptied the small waste basket beside his desk where he usually disposed of tea bags, pencil shavings, and tissues. His laundry basket was also empty and some of his posters had been removed. Teddy’s brow furrowed as he realized that only a couple bland posters about astronomy along with some maps were still on the wall. Other bright posters that had showed video game characters or movie heroes in battle had been taken down.
Teddy’s gaze drifted to his small bookshelf, which had also been straightened and re-organized once again. It had been tampered with even before he’d come home for summer vacation, but someone had clearly made a much more serious change in the last day or two. Like the walls of his room, there was a noticeable increase of bare wall showing. Teddy’s eyes narrowed and he hopped out of bed. Someone had completely removed the majority of his books!
Teddy felt an immediate sense of his personal space being violated. He had grown somewhat used to this feeling, but discovering that even his small book collection had been seriously altered brought back the first feelings he’d had when Vivianne had taken his phone, laptop, and clothes.
Not only had a number of Teddy’s books disappeared, there were now new different works in their place. The whole shelf had also been alphabetized. Teddy’s curiosity overcame his anger and annoyance, for the moment. He scanned the shelves, trying to recall each book that was missing. Most of the pulp fantasy and sci-fi novels had been removed, particularly the ones involving more traditional plots about hero’s journeys, or magical swords.
Teddy noticed that a number of cooking and baking books had been added to his shelf. There were even books on how to mix cocktails and how to set a table correctly.
“Ugh, I get the hint,” Teddy muttered to himself and rolled his eyes. He wondered who exactly had adjusted his bookshelf. It could have been Morganna, or maybe Nimue. Teddy doubted this was something Vivianne would have bothered with. She tended to be more interested in physical things, in taking direct action. Subtle games were not her style.
Teddy noticed a couple books on etiquette and a number of romance novels at the end of his bottom shelf. He sighed. He didn’t want to read these things, but then again, what other source of entertainment did he have when locked in his room?
Teddy pulled a romance novel from the shelf and was confronted with a cover art depicting a wealthy aristocratic-looking woman in a flowing dress smiling benignly down at a kneeling male figure in some sort of dress military uniform. The title of the book was “Under her Care.”
Teddy pushed the book back into place. “No way,” he muttered.
Next he spotted a book title on a spine of one book that simply read “SHE”. The author’s name was Henry Haggard. When Teddy flipped through the first few pages, he spotted the full name of a character: “She-who-must-be-obeyed”. Teddy snapped the book shut and put it back on the shelf with a growl. What kind of fantasy books were these?
He knew exactly what kind they were. The message wasn’t exactly subtle. Morganna and her coterie of friends were making it harder and harder to connect with the world beyond his father’s rural property. They had put up locked doors and barriers against him running off and now they were putting up mental fences as well, pushing him toward a certain kind of thinking. Teddy felt uneasy at what these impositions on his private life might mean for the long term. He’d shrunken down in size and been made small enough that it was intimidating to even think about trying to stand up to any of the women who now shared the house with him.
Worse, he’d agreed to unseemly things the previous night, while in a state of utter exhaustion, humiliation, and defeat. Subconsciously, Teddy touched the collar on his neck with his fingertips. He was hoping it had been a dream, something his mind had extrapolated and exaggerated. But the soft collar was there. It was real. The collar felt like a constant reminder of his new place and the limits of his new life. He was also marked by wearing it and keenly aware of the symbolism that a collar could have, making him look like some sort of pet. Teddy swallowed and shook his head. It didn’t help to focus on these things so early in the day.
There wasn’t much he could do about it. He’d tried running away and it had backfired terribly. He had to keep his wits about him. Getting emotional was just what Morganna and her friends wanted. He needed to be clear-headed and smart if he was going to find a way out of his predicament.
Teddy absent-mindedly flipped through an instruction book for making gin cocktails. The visually rich tome was a safer choice. It was filled with appealing photographs and step-by-step instructions. A summer cocktail would actually be quite nice, he thought. Maybe if Morganna and her daughters had a few drinks they might mellow out and Teddy could wrangle some reasonable concessions out of them.
The sound of footsteps interrupted Teddy’s thoughts and he quickly put the book back and darted to his bed, pulling the covers over his naked crotch just in time for the door to open. Morganna stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips. She was wearing a pair of tight black jeans, three-inch heels, and a light-coloured short-sleeve top. She had pulled her hair up in a messy bun to complete her casual look.
“Good afternoon. My goodness, you just slept and slept!” Morganna said. “But I see you finally woke up. I peeked in on you like three times this morning and you were zonked right out. I figured you needed the rest. I can’t have my little houseboy all sickly now. You look a lot better than you did last night…Is your bottom still sore?”
Teddy nodded.
“Good,” Morganna said. “Let that be a reminder. Well, time to start your day properly.”
Morganna walked into the room and let the door shut behind her. Then she unzipped her jeans half-way, smirking at Teddy. “Come on, give me some kisses,” she said. “Do you remember your place in the house, what we agreed to last night?”
Teddy hesitated and then stood up. The blankets fell away, revealing his naked body and his already half-erect member. “Y…yeah,” Teddy said.
He felt shy before Morganna. She was towering over him in the light of day, her jeans half unzipped, exposing a triangular glimpse of bright red lycra panties. Morganna wore a confident expression and posture. Her foot was tapping the floor slightly as she waited.
“Excuse me?” Morganna’s tone shifted. “All you have to say is, ’Yeah’? Do you want to try that again, boy?”
Teddy blinked and blushed, remembering. He didn’t want to say it. Somehow, being well-rested and standing before his step-mother in the light of day made his predicament all much more real and exposed for what it was - radical and strange. But he knew that Morganna was not joking and that her mood would turn if he openly disobeyed her or pretended to forget.
“Yes, Mistress Morganna, I remember,” Teddy said. It felt almost like he was listening to someone else speak. But he wanted to start his day on the right foot. He needed to be smart, he reminded himself.
“Then be a good houseboy and do as you’re expected,” Morganna said. She pointed to the front of her red panties. “Kiss me ‘good morning’.”
Teddy stepped forward. The bronze-metallic teeth of Morganna’s zipper yawned on either side of his small face as he stared ahead at the stretched lycra material of her underwear. Teddy leaned forward and gave a small peck, kissing the front of Morganna’s panty.
“Oh, come on lover boy,” Morganna said. “That’s not a kiss! Try again.”
Teddy moved in for a second kiss and felt Morganna’s hand rest on his head, cupping and patting his small head as he began to make-out with her crotch.
“That’s it,” Morganna cooed. “You can do it. Show me some of that college-boy vigour.”
Teddy felt humiliated even as he was deeply aroused. A musky aroma filled his nose as he kissed Morganna’s mound, his lips mashing against the material of her panties. The warmth of her sex radiated through the synthetic material and Teddy nuzzled close as Morganna stroked his hair and gently pushed on the back of his head.
As he made-out with Morganna’s crotch, Teddy heard her start to make little cooing and whispery noises. She was stroking his head and coaxing him to kiss in different spots, pulling her zipper open wider to guide him. The sharp bronze teeth glittered in the light of Teddy’s bedroom.
“Good boy,” Morganna cooed. “Lots of kisses.”
Just when Teddy had begun to surrender to his baser urges and was starting to really passionately kiss Morganna’s panty-clad mound, she stepped back and promptly zipped up.
“That’s enough for now!” Morganna declared. “We’ll continue this later. I just wanted you to start your day right and I certainly don’t mind a little tickle there to make my afternoon more pleasant. Now, it’s time for you to put some clothes on.”
Teddy blinked in confusion. He was left standing awkwardly a few paces from his step-mother while she did up the button of her jeans. His erection was impossible to hide and struggled to keep up with the sudden shift of mood and task. Teddy looked up at Morganna, attempting to catch-up mentally.
She nodded and smiled. “Go on, look in your dresser,” Morganna said. “You’ll find there are a bunch of new clothes inside. You would have known about them much earlier if you hadn’t run away. I told you I will take care of you, if you behave.”
Teddy really did want to be clothed. He wanted to reclaim some sense of dignity so he could feel more like a person, a grown man. He took a few steps over to his dresser and pulled open a drawer.
Teddy blinked in surprise at the brightly-coloured clothing inside. Neatly folded briefs and socks had been carefully arranged. Reds, blues, greens, and other shades of brightly saturated cotton briefs sat along side white, blue, and other coloured socks. He pulled open another drawer and saw small pairs of shorts, pants, t-shirts and other items. Nearly everything was brightly-coloured and far from the colours of styles he would have picked out on his own.
Morganna moved beside Teddy and bent down to pull a bright lime-green pair of briefs out of the underwear drawer. “Ooo,” she cooed. “Look how itty-bitty these briefs are!”
Teddy watched as Morganna stretched the elastic of the underwear between the manicured thumbnail and middle-finger of her right hand, like it was an over-sized elastic hair scrunchy. “These will look great on you, Teddy!” Morganna added. “Come on, try them on for me.”
She dropped the lime-green cotton briefs on Teddy’s head and laughed as he quickly grabbed them. Teddy hesitated, but decided it would be dumb to start his day on the wrong foot by brazenly arguing with Morganna about her choice of clothing for him - clothing she had bought for him. Still, he felt a sense of humiliation as he pulled on the briefs. They were small indeed, and barely fit his shrunken body. Teddy’s butt and package were emphasized by the small incandescent briefs.
Morganna clapped in approval. Her expression was one of delight on the verge of laughter. A large open-mouthed smile filled her face as she gazed down at Teddy. “It’s perfect!” she declared. “Now, you can pick out some shorts and a shirt yourself. It’s pretty hot today, so I doubt you’d want to be in pants.”
“Thanks for buying these…but, the underwear is really tight,” Teddy said.
Teddy felt Morganna pat his head gently. “Well, we could always make you a bit smaller so you could fit into them better.”
Teddy shook his head frantically. “N…no, I’ll get used to it! I’m sorry for complaining, Mistress.”
“That’s the spirit!” Morganna said. “Come on, show me what you want to wear today.”
Teddy began to rummage through the drawers. It wasn’t easy to pick. Everything he saw was going to make him look like some sort of candy-coloured trinket. But then, he supposed that was the point. Nothing in the drawers was muted in tone or reserved. Eventually, Teddy settled on a pair of primary blue shorts and a light purple t-shirt. The shirt hugged his torso and the shorts didn’t even cover half of his thighs. Teddy had to check just to make sure his butt-cheeks were covered. They were, but not by more than an inch or two of short-leg fabric.
Morganna stood close while he got dressed, observing Teddy as he put on his outfit. Her subtle smile was that of a woman holding back a giggle over a secret only she knew.
“No socks today, I think,” Morganna offered. “You can stay barefoot. But I did buy you socks so you can wear shoes if needed.”
But Teddy was distracted by his now rather insistent need to relieve his bladder.
“I need to use the washroom,” Teddy said.
Morganna nodded and put her hand on his back, between Teddy’s shoulder blades, and guided him toward the hallway. “Okay,” she said. “Next time you should just ask permission properly.”
Teddy’s brow furrowed as he walked to the bathroom. Morganna followed behind him, her pelvis close behind his head. Did she really want him to ask permission to use the bathroom every time he needed to use it?
Morganna followed Teddy into the washroom. “Alright, go ahead,” she said.
Teddy was shocked. “With you in here?!”
Morganna nodded and folded her arms under her impressive boobs, causing the fabric of her top to strain against her tightly fitted bra beneath. “I’m not letting you out of my sight,” she explained. “You’ve shown you can’t be trusted. You wanted to act like a petulant boy, so now I’m treating you like one.”
Teddy suddenly spotted their reflection in the mirror in his peripheral view. He could see he was blushing. Teddy gawked at the sight in the mirror. The comparison between his shrimpy figure in a collar, short-shorts, and t-shirt was contrasted in a startling way against Morganna’s stylish black jeans and heels. Teddy’s eyes were drawn to how her thick hips compared to his small head and the way her thighs looked to be as thick as his slender torso. Morganna’s eyes followed Teddy’s gaze to the mirror and he saw her lips slowly lift into a smile.
“Oh my, will you look at that,” Morganna said. “Does the sight of us upset you, Teddy?”
Teddy’s step-mother moved closer to Teddy and rested her hand on the top of his head, stroking his hair slowly, as her eyes moved over the reflection before them. “I think it does. And really…I never noticed, are my thighs thicker than your ribcage?” she asked. “I never really thought about how shrinking a guy might proportionally reduce the size of his body, even his head. I mean, you have adult proportions but are so much smaller now. Your head is like the size of a small cantaloupe.”
Teddy swallowed down his feelings as Morganna openly spoke aloud some of the very same thoughts that had entered his mind. He didn’t know what to say that wouldn’t reveal his emotional state of shock as he stared at the comparison between the two of them, reflected in the mirror.
“Here, step in front of me,” Morganna instructed. She moved behind Teddy so that his entire body was framed from behind by her figure. No part of him was wider or taller than Morganna. The zipper of his step-mother’s jeans lined up right behind his head, with a bronze button visible just above Teddy’s hair. Her hips were wider than his shoulders and most of her thighs loomed out on either side of his body. Teddy’s entire silhouette fit inside the lines of his stepmother’s voluptuous figure. Morganna was smiling, looking into the mirror. She met his eyes as he stared at the image before him. The perky weight of her large breasts cast a slight shadow over Teddy, blocking the bathroom light from above.
“I look so small,” Teddy said. “I’m not just small anymore. I’m…I’m a freak.”
Morganna didn’t respond at first, but then she snickered softly, with a playful tone. “Oh come on, it’s not that bad,” she said. “You did this to yourself after all. I mean, I got the ball rolling, but then you just kept pushing boundaries and trying to do your own thing. You needed to learn how too adapt to my household, if you want to live under my roof.”
Teddy wanted to scream. He still hadn’t totally accepted that this was Morganna’s house. He still clung faintly to the hope that somehow this was all a temporary affair, a kind of bad fever-dream, but that hope was fading quickly. Now Teddy had the added and expanding psychological need to please his ‘Mistress’. He feared being left alone, with memories of the dark unpleasant forest fresh in his mind. He didn’t want to go back there, or get another spanking. Teddy was torn and he bit his lip in frustrated anxiety.
“Awwww….” Morganna cooed. “I know this is a big adjustment for you. You’ve come a long way. With my guidance, you can still live a happy life - happier than you would have otherwise, if you ask me. You just need to follow my lead and behave yourself. You’re not a freak. You’re a new and improved Teddy. You’re my cute little house-boy. Now, go use the toilet and then we’ll go downstairs and see what tasks you can help out with today.”
Morganna took Teddy’s shoulders in her hands and physically turned him away from the mirror, breaking the spell. She maneuvered him toward the toilet and stood waiting for him.
Teddy stood over the toilet for several minutes. He had always had a shy bladder when using public restrooms and this was much worse.
Morganna sighed after a while. “Well?” she asked. “I thought you had to pee.”
“I do!” Teddy said. “But it’s hard when someone is watching.”
Morganna laughed at the idea. “Oh, are you shy? That’s adorable. Maybe I should turn the tap on to help you,” she offered. “Would the sound of running water help?”
“No, I can do it!” Teddy said, feeling emasculated and humiliated as he stood with his shorts down in front of the toilet, which now seemed over-sized and awkwardly large to him.
“Hmm…” Morganna sounded dubious of Teddy’s claim.
Teddy closed his eyes and tried his best to clear his head of any thoughts, focusing on the memory of a random video game, something totally out of context. Soon he felt his urine begin to flow and he sighed in relief as a small stream trickled out.
“Good boy!” Morganna said. “Eventually you’ll get used to this. You’ve spent too much time by yourself. I think that’s the real issue. You’re learning social skills and how to live with other people, how to accommodate others. It’s like a clean slate. I’ll build your social skills up over time. I’ll make you into a proper man in a way your father never could. You’ll be my boy more and more, you’ll see - my little houseboy. You’re already learning so many useful things, aren’t you?”
Teddy reluctantly nodded as he zipped up. “Yes,” he said meekly.
Morganna raised her eyebrows. “Yes, what?”
“Yes, Mistress Morganna,” Teddy said.
“That’s better,” she said. “Now wash your hands and let’s go downstairs.
Once they were downstairs, Morganna gave Teddy a protein bar and a glass of orange juice, making sure he ate everything, before taking him out to the swimming pool. Memories of what had occurred the last time he was on the pool-deck were still fresh in Teddy’s mind, so he was shy as they stepped out into the sun. But Teddy felt some relief when he noticed Vivianne was nowhere to be seen.
Instead, three women were lounging on patio chairs under umbrellas. Teddy recognized Nimue immediately. But he had to blink in the sunlight a bit longer before he realized the other two women included Andrea and Karla. Teddy stayed close to Morganna’s side.
“Look who’s finally up!” Morganna exclaimed, causing all three women to lazily turn their attention toward the house. Nimue lowered her book.
Andrea sat up slightly, lifting her sunglasses onto her black hair as she stared at Teddy, her gaze drinking in the sight before her. Andrea was wearing a short pale-pink sundress that barely covered her sizeable bust and smooth pale legs. A pair of matching sandals sat beside her chair.
Nimue peeked over the top of her book at him, with a smirk. She was wearing a dark purple halter-top one-piece swimsuit that had an attached skirt. A large ice-coffee sat on the table nearby, which Nimue had clearly been sipping at.
Karla was wearing a tight red bikini. Her form-fitting top displayed soft alluring cleavage and her bikini’s matching bottoms did little to cover up her voluptuous figure. Teddy saw Karla smile as her eyes moved back and forth between Morganna and himself.
Karla’s kissable lips pulled Teddy’s attention and offered a distraction from the way she was looking at him. Morganna’s outgoing friend had applied a red lipstick that matched the bright tone of her bikini. Karla’s mane of dark brown hair was half-wet and loosely hung down around her face. She looked so different from the first time Teddy had met her, when she’d been wearing business attire. But he hadn’t forgotten her opinions on dating younger men, her aggressive litigation career, or her statuesque height.
“He sure slept long enough,” Andrea said, before slumping back into her chair. Nimue nodded in agreement.
Karla sat up in her chair and tilted her head, staring at Teddy. “Are you even seeing this, Andrea? He’s barely up to Morganna’s belt-loops!” She exclaimed.
“Oh, I was there when he started shrinking a couple days ago,” Nimue said. “Vivianne didn’t shut up about it all day.”
“Where is Vivi anyway?” Andrea asked.
“She’s taking some time away from the house,” Morganna interjected. “She got a little too carried away and I sent her away to cool off for a bit. You know how Vivianne can get.”
Nimue softly snorted. “You realize she’s likely just taking out her frustrations on some unsuspecting gym rats or jocks at the local college, right mom?”
Morganna sighed. “Well, she’s an adult now. I can only do so much. Hopefully she comes back home with a bit more self-control.”
Andrea nodded, but Karla just snickered. “Women are expected to control themselves too much. Heaven-forbid we express our true desires or emotions,” Karla said. “But…I guess I understand your decision.”
“Thank you,” Morganna said. “Now, does anyone want a cocktail? Teddy can whip us up whatever we want. I had a wet-bar installed yesterday morning, over by the barbecue, and he needs the practice.”
Morganna led Teddy over to a small wood and metal bar. Behind it was a mini-fridge, a couple cabinets, a blender, and a ton of alcohol bottles. Teddy’s eyes widened. How much had this cost? There had to be at least $2000 in quality liquor alone behind the bar, not to mention the construction of the bar itself. How much of his tuition money had gone to this expense?
“Oh seriously?!” Karla exclaimed. “You’re a genius, Morganna!”
Morganna laughed and waved her hand. “Oh, I think it’s obvious. I’m surprised none of you noticed this little addition to the patio yet.”
“We were too busy just enjoying the sun and water,” Nimue said. “It’s so nice out.”
“Well, Teddy,” Morganna said. “Ask the ladies what they would like to drink.”
The three women went quiet and stared at Teddy expectantly.
“Um…wh…what would you like to drink?” Teddy said. He was still reeling from the liberties Morganna was taking with the house and his own future.
“Oh god, worst waiter ever,” Andrea said. The women all laughed. Morganna shook her head in disappointment as she chuckled.
“No, no Teddy,” Morganna said. “I thought you said you wanted a summer job. You obviously have never worked in the service industry. I really did you a favour by keeping you here with us at the house. Try again. Speak up this time!”
“Would any of you ladies like a drink?” Teddy said, summoning up his courage. HIs voice came out with a bit more confidence and volume.
“Ooo,” Karla cooed. “Why yes I would, little bartender guy! Why don’t you make me a lime daiquiri?”
“Good choice,” Morganna said. “Okay, go ahead Teddy. Try that one first.” She pointed to a bunch of laminated cards on the bar, each showing several different cocktail recipes. Morganna indicated a card showing how to make lime daiquiris.
Teddy began removing ingredients from the mini-fridge and carefully reading the instructions. He had to use a small step-stool behind the bar to reach many of the needed tools and glassware. Teddy worked carefully under Morganna’s supervision.
The first drink he made and took over to Karla was a failure.
“Ugh,” Karla said, after the first sip. “This is terrible. I would dump it on your little head if it wouldn’t ruin your new outfit.”
Nimue laughed hard at Karla’s saucy words.
“Oh, no you don’t!” Morganna said. “I just got him clean and decent. Teddy, come back here and try again. Practice makes perfect.”
Teddy hung his head and took the drink back to the bar. Morganna dumped it down the small sink behind the counter and waited as he tried again. “Not that much syrup!” She corrected. “More ice. That’s it, like that.”
It took another two attempts before Teddy’s efforts yielded something that met with Karla’s approval. “Mmm,” Karla said, as she took a long sip from her elegant glass. “The perfect drink for this weather. Maybe he really can learn and serve a useful purpose after all.”
Morganna leaned down and stroked Teddy’s hair. “You did a good job, Teddy,” she whispered into his ear. “Besides, your real purpose is to eat me out anyway, isn’t it?”
Morganna straightened back up and smiled, keeping her hand lightly on Teddy’s head. “He can be trained,” she said. “Training a man requires patience. Now, what would you like Andrea?”
“A Long Island iced tea,” Andrea said.
Teddy spent the next hour learning to make various cocktails the four women requested. While he was busy, Morganna slipped back into the house and then reappeared wearing a black and white striped one-piece swimsuit that made her look so sexy Teddy nearly dropped a pitcher of sangria. Morgannga joined her daughter and friends on the patio and they casually drank and chatted with increasing energy and frankness through the afternoon. The women gradually grew more boisterous with the addition of alcohol to their conversation.
Teddy worked hard, trying his best to make good drinks and avoid the mockery and humiliation that came with a poor job. He used the step-stool often and sometimes struggled with the size and weight of different objects in relation to his small size. But he was able to carry out the tasks assigned, even if it sometimes took a few attempts. Sometimes he would notice Morganna whispering into the ear of Andrea or Karla and then the women would burst into laughter when they saw him watching them, as if sharing some sordid secret. Teddy could only wonder what Morganna was telling her friends and his insecurity made him imagine the worst.
“God, this is just the best day ever,” Andrea sighed. “The project has gone better than I could have ever imagined. I’m so glad we carried through with this and that you found a guy to work with, even if it wasn’t the exact plan we had, Morganna.”
Morganna nodded. “In a way, it’s worked out even better! I mean, just look at how things are turning out,” she said.
“Teddy,” Nimue said, snapping her fingers and pointing at her empty glass. “I need a refill.”
Teddy quickly filled Nimue’s glass with more sangria.
“Oh, so bossy Nimue,” Andrea giggled. “I like it. You’re usually so quiet.”
It was true. Liquor had brought Nimue out of her shell in a way Teddy not seen before. He knew that she was also getting more comfortable and familiar with him, but a few drinks had also helped to free Nimue from her usual careful and controlled mannerisms.
“I’ve barely even started,” Nimue said. “Watch this. Teddy, come here! I want you to rub my feet.”
Teddy hesitated, standing beside Nimue’s chair.
“Well?” Morganna said. “Do what she says, Teddy.”
Teddy went to the end of Nimue’s patio lounge recliner and got down on his knees. His step-sister wiggled her toes in anticipation. “That’s it,” she said, taking a sip of sangria. “Obey me, little simpleton.”
“Fuck yeah,” Karla said. “It’s good to see you act on the things you post about online all the time, Nimue. You need to put all those theories and ideas you have into practice more.”
Teddy began to massage Nimue’s pretty pale feet. He was gentle and careful as he used his thumb to rub her insole, slowly moving to the ball of Nimue’s foot.
“Mmm…right there,” Nimue sighed. “Well see, I have ideas for guys like him too.”
Morganna rested her chin in one hand and observed Teddy at work. Loose strands of auburn hair framed her face. “Shrinking him really was the best thing for him,” she said. “Just look at how adorable he is, doing as he’s told and contributing to the betterment of the house.”
“I think you’re totally right,” Karla said. “If anything, he could stand to be even smaller.”
Teddy’s eyes widened and he controlled his facial expression as best he could, while he massaged Nimue’s feet. The conversation was taking a worrisome turn.
“You think so? How small?” Morganna asked. She sipped from a cold cider in her hand.
“Hmm…I think small enough to fit in my lap nicely, at least,” Karla said. “He’s almost there.”
“Oh my gosh, that would be so cute,” Nimue laughed. She was tilting her head and watching Teddy rub her feet.
“Hmm…I like that idea,” Morganna said. “What do you think, Teddy?”
“Please, I don’t want to shrink anymore, Mistress Morganna,” Teddy said. “I’m doing everything you want.”
“Oh my god, did he just call you Mistress?” Andrea gasped.
Karla’s hand lifted to cover her mouth. Her expression was a display of shock and arousal.
Morganna beamed in pride. “He did!” she said. “We had a long talk last night after his punishment. He’s following new rules I set out for him. I think the title helps ingrain his place in the house and a healthy bit of respect.”
“You’re so awesome, Morganna,” Karla said. “I am seriously sooooo jealous.”
“Well, maybe we can talk about helping you indulge yourself a little, Karla,” Morganna said. “You’ve been so restrained. I know how you feel about cute twenty-something year-old guys. Teddy’s all bite-sized now. It must really be very hard for you to hold back.”
“You have no idea,” Karla sighed. She stared at Teddy, watching him intently.
Morganna smiled and nodded. “We’ll talk about it later,” she said. “Teddy, that’s enough for now. Go get some fresh towels. I am going in for a dip and I want you to dry me off after.”
Teddy rose and left to get towels. He noticed Nimue looked disappointed that her foot massage had ended so abruptly, but by the time he’d returned she had entered a conversation with Andrea. The two women were whispering to one another and Andrea was showing Nimue a small vial of liquid, explaining something.
The conversation and mood had shifted. Karla and Morganna were swimming lazily around the swimming pool with skilled breaststokes and backstrokes. Teddy set several clean towels down on a patio chair and stood by the side of the pool awkwardly, unsure what he should be doing. He had almost grown used to being ordered about all afternoon and evening.
“Like what you see?” Karla said, as she floated toward the edge of the pool. Water streamed off her cleavage, over her bright red bikini-top. Karla took a sip of her daiquiri. She had switched to strawberry from lime as the day wore on.
“Of course he does, look at that tent in his short-shorts,” Morganna laughed. Her hair floated around her head as she lazed backward in the water.
Karla’s eyes widened and she grinned, staring right at Teddy’s groin without any shame. Teddy stepped backward as Karla rose out of the pool, bringing her face closer to his shorts. She looked almost like a wet dream of what a mermaid would look like, but at an amazonian-scale. Karla hooked her wet finger into the waistband of Teddy’s shorts, preventing him from backing away from the edge of the pool.
“You stay right there,” Karla said, her face inches from Teddy’s tenting crotch. “Oh my, it really does look like you’re happy to see me.”
Teddy glanced over Karla’s head and saw Morganna watching in amusement. Teddy noticed the pink hue in both women’s cheeks, a result of the alcohol in their blood. “I…I can’t help it,” Teddy tried to explain.
“Aww, no you can’t,” Karla said. “You may be a small, but you’re still a guy. A cute…fun-sized….little guy.”
Morganna let out a giggle at Karla’s sympathetic soft description of Teddy. Andrea and Nimue were still deep in quiet conversation and weren’t paying attention to what was happening at the pool. Teddy’s servile presence had become something of a background noise as the evening had wore on.
Karla tugged at the waist of Teddy’s shorts again, almost pulling him into the pool As she tugged him close, she peered down into the gap between Teddy’s blue shorts and his torso. “Oh look, neon lime green underpants!” Karla exclaimed. “Almost like my daiquiris!”
Teddy squirmed a little, but he knew if he struggled too much, he would likely topple into the pool and get soaked.
Karla’s voice dropped an octave and got quieter. “And you also have a straw I could suck, just like my daiquiris. Mmm…I bet that would be yummy.”
Teddy was flustered and he blinked in surprise. He had never been so objectified and lusted after.
“Oh my gosh, Karla, what did you just say to him?” Morganna asked. “He looks like his head is going to pop right off.”
Karla lifted her eyes and made eye-contact with Teddy, then she smirked before releasing his shorts and pushing off into the water. “Oh nothing,” she replied in mock innocence.
“Mmmhmm,” Morganna said. “I know you better than that, hun.”
The two women laughed and Teddy moved away from the edge of the pool quickly, clearing empty glasses and busying himself with minor tasks in an effort to distract himself.
The four women continued to sip drinks, giving Teddy the occasional playful swat on his bottom if they felt he wasn’t moving fast enough. At one point, Andrea and Nimue went inside but they came back after around half an hour with pizzas. Nimue was beaming.
“It worked, mom,” she said.
“That is so awesome!” Morganna replied. “Did you save any?”
“Oh yeah,” Nimue nodded.
All four women smiled in approval. Teddy was confused. What were they talking about?
“I’m really happy for you, Nimue. I thought you were just going to do the final sequence, not to get food. You know he could have made us pizza, right?” Morganna said, switching between topics. Teddy wasn’t sure what they were discussing. He understood the pizza. He was hungry too. But what had Nimue done?
“Yeah, but who wants to wait that long?” Andrea replied. “He can practice cooking on you when I’m not around.”
“Andrea!” Morganna gasped, while letting out a laugh. “I guess you’re right.”
Karla and Morganna climbed out of the pool. Teddy’s step-mother pointed at the towels. “Come on Teddy, be useful,” she prodded.
Teddy rushed to the towels and brought one over, holding it out for Morganna.
“What, don’t you understand? I don’t just want you to hand me a towel,” his step-mother said. “Dry me off, pool-boy, if you can reach.”
Teddy was forced to follow Morganna around as she walked to the pizzas and began to fill her plate. He patted down her shapely legs and bottom, attending to her body with a towel while she picked out slices and casually took her first bites, barely paying attention to him.
Teddy’s felt his own hunger increase at the smell of freshly baked pizza wafting through the air, but he didn’t dare grab a slice without permission.
“Come on boy, I’ll sit down and you can dry my hair,” Morganna said. She walked to her lounge chair took a seat. Teddy followed behind and gently patted Morganna’s auburn hair until it stopped running water down her back.
While he attended to his step-mother, Teddy fought his increasing arousal at her body and the whole situation of having four beautiful women around him all dressed in revealing clothing and swimsuits. Morganna ate a couple slices entirely before leaving a half-eaten slice on her plate and picking her drink back up. Teddy glanced at the slice, wondering if it was just going to get finished or thrown out.
“Would you like to have the rest of that slice, Teddy?” Morganna asked.
Teddy nodded eagerly.
“Hmm…alright,” she said. “You can have it and take a dip in the pool. A little break for your good behaviour. But you have to promise me something.”
“Okay um…Mistress,” Teddy said. “What do you want me to promise?”
“I want you drink something,” Morganna said. Her eyes were glittering with mischief.
Teddy swallowed. He knew it was too good to be true, that she might let him lounge by the pool and eat pizza so soon after running off. “A…Andrea’s milk?”
“That’s Miss Dahl to you,” Morganna said. “You should never call her by her first name like that, like she’s your friend or equal. You’re just a shrinky-boy in training. She’s a successful woman.”
“I’m sorry, Mistress.”
“Good,” Morganna said. “And no, not it’s not Andrea’s breastmilk.”
Nimue had drifted closer to her step-mother and was casually chewing a slice of pizza. She smiled as Morganna looked at her.
Teddy’s gaze followed his step-mother’s and as he met Nimue’s eyes, her smiled widened.
“Oh no, you don’t mean…”
“Oh yes,” Nimue said. “I can make the milk now too! We completed the final stage of the ritual sequences tonight. I can’t wait to shrink some confident guy at college down a few inches. But first, we need to be sure. That’s why we have you here, for just that kind of testing.”
“But you said if I was well-behaved, you wouldn’t shrink me! I did everything you wanted,” Teddy insisted, looking at Morganna while he clutched the moist towel to his chest, like some sort of comfort blanket.
“And I won’t make you drink it…yet,” Morganna nodded with a calm expression. “But if you want to have some pizza and go for a swim tonight, you need to be a good boy and take your medicine.”
Teddy looked up at Nimue. Her breasts did seem more full and swollen under her bathing suit. Teddy could see the slight impression of her nipples pushing against the fabric from underneath.
Andrea had been sipping a drink by the bar, but now she moved closer. Karla, Andrea, and Nimue stood around Teddy as he struggled over his predicament, staying beside Morganna’s patio chair. All of them were watching his face now.
“Don’t you want to make us happy, Teddy?” Andrea asked. “You’ve been so nice today. Such a nice boy. I really like you better this way, not mouthing off to your step-mom or running away into the forest. Think how many men would kill to spend the day with us here. You’ve had a VIP access and can continue to if you just keep walking the path we determine. Listen to your Mistress. Obedience is such an important quality in a little man like yourself.”
“Such a spoiled young man,” Karla added. “You’re lucky you’re cute. Why not get even cuter?”
Nimue put her hands on her hips. “Come on, Teddy, I’m not like my sister,” she said. “I just want to see what happens. To see if the sequence was successfully completed.”
“Well, Teddy?” Morganna asked. She stroked his back gently and kissed his ear. “Do you want pizza, pussy, and pool time, or do you want to make us all very annoyed?”
Teddy sighed and looked down at his toes. “Okay,” he said. “I’ll do it, if you promise you can undo it later.”
“Oh my gawd, he’s going to do it,” Karla said. “On his own volition.”
“Good boy, Teddy,” Morganna cooed, stroking Teddy’s back and neck. “You’re learning to be a good boy for me, aren’t you? You’ve come a long way.”
Andrea went into the house and returned holding a small glass of creamy white milk. “Here we are, the first fruits of Nimue’s blossoming through the rituals we’ve been practicing,” she said.
“Oh come on,” Karla laughed. “At least let him make a white Russian out of it or something. Actually, you know what? I’ll do it myself.”
Andrea shrugged. “I guess,” she said. “Does it really matter?”
“A carrot goes a lot further than a stick, a lot of the time,” Morganna said.
“Exactly,” Karla said. She was began making a drink at the bar, moving with a decisive rhythm that indicated she had experience at bar-tending. Teddy began to realize there had been more going on that just a perfectionist diva behaviour when she’d criticized his first cocktail attempts so scornfully.
“He also deserves to get a little buzz on,” Karla continued, as she poured the milk into the ice. “One won’t hurt him.”
“One normal drink is like two drinks for him, maybe more,” Nimue said.
Karla laughed. “Exactly!” she walked over and handed Teddy a white Russian cocktail. The creamy milk - Nimue’s breastmilk - was slowly curling down into the mixture of vodka, kahlua, and ice.
“Drink up,” Karla said, her voice carrying a sultry edge.
“You can undo all this, right?” Teddy asked, looking down at the appealing drink in his hand.
Karla rolled her eyes. “Come on, don’t chicken out now,” she said.
“Of course,” Andrea said. “It’s possible, theoretically.”
“Drink, Teddy,” Morganna ordered. “Now.”
Teddy felt all eyes on him as he slowly raised the glass to his lips and took his first sip. To his surprise, the drink was delicious. He took another sip, feeling the mixture of creamy sweet milk and coffee liqueur slide over his tongue. It was definitely a lot better than gagging down some unholy mixture of sunscreen and milk jammed into his mouth by Vivianne.
Perhaps there were some perks of obedience after all, of being compliant toward his step-mother and her circle. After all, Andrea had said his shrinking could be undone.
“How is it?” Karla asked.
“It’s really good,” Teddy said. “I’ve never had a white Russian before.”
“College boy. Probably only drank beer and shots,” Andrea said.
Morganna nodded. “Well, those days are over,” she said. “Now he’s a houseboy who serves women of finer taste.”
“Hey, I just want to point out that it might be really good because of me?” Nimue said.
“Of course, dear,” Morganna said. “You know he’s loving your wonderful milk.”
Teddy was sipping at the drink. He could feel it already working inside him. The familiar heightening of his sexual desires, the deeply increasing libido. All four women around him were beautiful and he’d been unable to hide his half-erection during the afternoon. But now the effect of the milk was already evident in his increasing lust. Even as he realized how distracted he was becoming by the scantly-clad women around him, Teddy’s mind began to slip into abased thought patterns he had pushed aside with stubborn effort over the past few days.
Teddy was increasingly aware of the curves and scents of the women around him. Dusk was quickly approaching and the light of the evening had shifted toward golden-hour, casting long shadows over the pool deck as the sun sunk toward the horizon. It only made the moment of his deepening arousal more seductive and enchanted. Teddy felt his member stiffening into a serious hard-on. He fought the urge to stare at Andrea’s cleavage or Karla’s sensual mouth, and failed.
“Well, here’s your reward,” Morganna said, sliding her half-eaten pizza slice toward him. “You can even have one of the slices from the box. I’m proud of you, Teddy.”
Teddy quickly ate the cold pizza, washing it down with melting ice and some residual flavour of his cocktail. “Thank you, Mistress,” he said.
Teddy then ate a fresh slice of pizza, actually feeling proud of himself for his achievement, for pleasing such beautiful women. This really was better than being lost and alone in the woods. Maybe it was just the buzz he felt from the alcohol, but Teddy felt warm and happy inside. It had been a while since he’d felt this good. How much of his unhappiness had been due to his own petulance? It was hard to think with his mind so addled with thoughts of sex. Lurid ideas kept popping into his head and his erection refused to fade.
“Come on, get in the pool!” Karla said, prodding Teddy toward the water.
“But I need a swimsuit,” Teddy exclaimed.
“Nah, just take off those shorts and swim in your underwear!” Karla laughed. “Guys did it on spring break all the time back when I was in college.”
“Well, I guess…” Teddy said. He stood by the water and unzipped his shorts a bit.
Karla sighed and bent down. She hooked two fingers into each of the pockets of Teddy’s shorts and promptly yanked them down to his ankles.
“Hey!” Teddy exclaimed as Andrea and Morganna laughed. Nimue was smiling. Her gaze was focused on Teddy’s now unmistakable tent in his bright green briefs.
“Well, I think you might have nothing to worry about, Nimue,” Andrea said. “He looks like he’s almost ready to shrink.”
Karla shook her head and shoved on Teddy’s back, pushing him into the pool, before jumping in to join him.
Teddy gasped as the cool water hit his body. It felt good, but was a shock to his system. He surfaced and took a deep breath. Teddy got his bearings before paddling around a bit in the water. This was really all he’d wanted for his summer break. “Pool, pizza, and pussy” - just like Morganna had said. He’d planned to relax and laze about at home by the pool until the fall semester. He finally felt like he’d captured a bit of that summer lifestyle, but it had come at a price. The price seemed worth it for the moment. Teddy could barely think straight and kept looking at Morganna walking around in her black and white one-piece. Her ass seemed perfect, the way it filled out her suit.
Morganna began to chat with Andrea and Nimue, while the sun slowly lowered on the horizon. Golden-hour shifted into blue-hour. The porch lights came on. LED illumination flickered online around the rim of the pool, casting an electric blue glow through the water. The artificial illumination only made Karla’s body seem more beautiful as she swam gracefully through the water in her red bikini. She pretended to pursue Teddy, often surfacing nearly right beneath him only to laugh as he swam away. It was a little game they played. Karla was a surprisingly strong swimmer and Teddy worked hard to evade her as she moved through the water with lithe grace, like some sort of sexy shark. It felt good to move about and get exercise.
Before too long, it got late and Teddy eventually realized the other women had gone into the house while he’d been swimming with Karla. He held onto the edge of the pool looking toward the windows of the house, when a ripple of water pushed against him from behind.
“Mmm…” Karla sighed behind Teddy. “We’re all alone.” He felt her press her breasts against his back as she nuzzled the nape of his neck. “So tell me, now that you’re not going back to college, are you like…Morganna’s pussy-boy?”
Teddy turned around, treading water to keep himself afloat. Karla’s breasts floated right near his face.
“I’ll go to college, eventually,” Teddy said.
Karla laughed softly. “Oh, yeah…sure, of course,” she said. “But right now your most important course is Cunnilingus 101?”
Teddy avoided making eye-contact with the playful older lawyer, but he just ended up staring at her boobs again. “I guess,” Teddy said.
Karla chortled, putting a hand over her mouth. “It’s so cute!” she said. “You like it, don’t you? You like eating her pussy. I think you have a bit of a fixation on it and she’s encouraging it.”
“I don’t think I should be…”
“Oh come on,” Karla said. “You know what? How about I help you out a bit. You’re not going back to college. It’ll be a while until you ever experience certain…things again, if ever. You know, I just want to give a young guy like you a nice night. You need to chill out.”
“What do you mean?” Teddy asked.
“Let me show you,” Karla said. She put her hands under his arms and lifted. Teddy found himself hoisted right up out of the water and seated at the edge of the pool. Her strength was surprising and brought back a fuzzy half-memory of Morganna carrying him up to bed the night before. Had that really happened? Karla stepped forward pushing her breasts over Teddy’s knees as his feet dangled in the pool. She stared into his eyes and Teddy met her deep hazel gaze.
While their eyes met, Karla’s hand came to Teddy’s wet green briefs and she pulled at the elastic. Her eyes dropped to look into his underwear.
“There it is,” Karla said. She slowly sank down in the water until her face was down by Teddy’s dick. She softly kissed the tip of his member, smiling as his erection immediately stiffened into a rock-hard shaft.
“You’re gonna help me become a taller woman, okay?” Karla said. “But don’t worry. It’ll feel really good.”
Before Teddy could say anything, Karla pushed her mouth down over his hard shaft, taking it into her mouth in one long motion. Teddy watched as her red lips pressed down right to the base of his member. He squirmed in pleasure as he felt Karla’s tongue sliding along his penis. He’d never felt anything this good before. The one or two sloppy blow-jobs he’d gotten at drunken college parties paled in comparison to the feeling that Karla was giving him.
Teddy shivered in pleasure as she sucked on his member. His whole body was reacting to the motions of her tongue and lips. The effect of the milk in his body surged with greater and greater intensity, making him hypersensitive in all five of his senses. Teddy’s arousal was skyrocketing to new heights just as was receiving the best oral he’d ever experienced. Teddy let out a small frantic noise and panted with animalistic over-stimulation. Karla moaned into his shaft, causing it to vibrate slightly as she sucked.
Slowly she withdrew her mouth, kissing his diamond-hard dickhead. “Mmm…you like that?” Karla said. “We’re all alone out here. You can tell me. Do you want me to make you cum? You’re going to shrink you know, when it happens.”
“I…I don’t…I can’t…” Teddy held his head with both hands. He couldn’t think straight. A small tiny voice in his mind was screaming out a warning. Was he making a terrible mistake?
But he wanted to cum so bad. The voice went silence, lost in a storm of horny lust. His penis was doing the thinking and it felt right.
Karla smirked. “Ohhh…don’t worry. Talking is hard, isn’t it? Eventually you get there. You’ll ask to be shrunken,” she said. “For now what is more important is that I get what I want. I like being five-eleven, but I’d prefer to be over six-feet tall.”
She ran a fingertip slowly down over the top of Teddy’s penis, making him moan and shiver in pleasure. His feet made small splashes in the pool water.
“And you’re going to get smaller. I’m finally going to get to see it, to feel it happen,” Karla said. “Give your size to me. You’re just a little house boy, anyway. What do you need to be four-foot tall for? You should be smaller so you can lick your step-mommy’s pussy better, right?”
Karla’s talk was both deeply arousing and a stark reminder of what was at stake. Her words were both filling Teddy with lust and desire while re-awakening in him the reality of what it meant to shrink again.
“Come here, my little daiquiri,” Karla said.
Karla growled as she took his dick back in her mouth, sucking with renewed desire. This time she wasn’t teasing. Her mouth slid down his shaft and she sucked with passion. Teddy squirmed on the edge of the pool as he felt Karla’s tongue around his shaft. Her lips pressed down on his member and sack. Karla’s hands slid behind Teddy’s lower back, slipping down to his butt and pulling him to her mouth. It didn’t take long. She really was sucking on his cock like some sort of straw, like she was hungry for what was inside him.
Teddy felt his semen burst out of his cock like never before, jetting in spurting eruptions over and over. But before he could even ejaculate his first squirting eruption, Karla had sucked the cum out of his shaft like a straw. She was matching his orgasmic spurts with her intense sucking, leaving his organ no time to set the rhythm of ejaculations.
Teddy immediately felt his limbs beginning to ache and tingle, but the sensation was barely noticeable at first in the face of the intense pleasure he was experiencing. Teddy could feel the tiles of the pool-deck sliding and creeping a bit under his butt. The patio furniture appeared to be stretching out and distorting into taller profiles relative to his body. The pool looked like it was getting deeper and wider. Teddy was shrinking in the midst of his explosive orgasm.
Most noticeable to Teddy, Karla’s head was getting bigger in relation to his pelvis as she kept sucking on his cock. Teddy knew he was shrinking, that his perspective of the world was changing, just as it had the other times he’d shrunk. He could never get used to the experience. But Karla seemed to be expanding in relation not just to him, but to the pool as well. Her growth was occurring in tandem with Teddy’s shrinking, like she was consuming and swallowing down a part of him. She was absorbing his size into her.
Teddy let out a mewing panicked sound as Karla’s upper body rose slowly out of the pool; not from any action on her part, but from the sheer effect of her growth spurt. She lifted Teddy’s shrinking body with her hands under his lower back and butt, pressing his dwindling frame to her mouth and sucking on his member like a cocktail straw.
“You’re taking too much!” Teddy gasped and squirmed. “You’re sucking it out before I can cum.”
Karla moaned into his dick as she sucked. “Mmmm….”
Her head bobbed as she swallowed down the last trickles of cum from Teddy’s shaft. She was standing in the pool, her feet planted on the bottom, while the water came up to her ribs. Teddy squirmed against Karla’s face. Her lipstick was smeared all over his lower abdomen and dick.
Karla abruptly released Teddy and he fell into the water in front of her. When he surfaced, she was nowhere in sight. Teddy swam out into the middle of the pool, panting and looking around in confusion. He pulled his briefs up over his softening dick under the water. Where was Karla?
Suddenly, the shape of a woman’s head rose from the blue-illuminated water in front of Teddy. Karla’s grinning face lifted out of the water higher and higher as Teddy back peddled in shock at the difference in scale between them. Karla’s big breasts burst out the water and Teddy saw that her nipples had popped out of her now too-small bikini top. He felt like a lost sailor encountering an amazonian siren at sea. Karla laughed loudly as she looked down over her breasts at the small figure of a young man in the water before her tummy.
“You look so tiny now!” She boomed, watching as Teddy swam toward the edge the pool. Karla moved after him, stepping through the water casually as she followed along. Teddy struggled to hoist himself out of the water, until he felt Karla’s hand on his backside, assisting him up and out. Teddy was on all fours on the deck beside the pool when Karla pulled her curvaceous frame out of the water. She took a seat on the edge of the pool with a single smooth motion.
Teddy stood up and was shocked to discover Karla was the same height as him, maybe even an inch or two taller, despite sitting fully on her butt.
“That felt so amazing, you have no idea,” Karla said. She touched the tip of Teddy’s nose with her index finger. “How was it for you?”
Teddy was speechless. His eyes moved between Karla’s body and his own diminutive frame. How had he let them talk him into this?
“That good hey?” Karla said. “Maybe you want to go for round two?”
Teddy backed up a step, his eyes wide.
Karla burst into laughter. “Don’t worry, I’m just kidding,” she said. “Maybe.”
She pulled her legs out of the water and stood up, rising up to her full height. Teddy found himself barely up to the top of Karla’s thighs. The tight triangle of her bikini bottoms loomed above his head. A small tuft of dark pubic hair was visible above the inadequate amount of material covering her crotch.
“Oh wow, I really did take a lot from you, didn’t I?” Karla said. “You were just so…delicious.”
Teddy stood on his toes, desperately trying to make himself bigger, to bring his eye-level at least up to the base of Karla’s crotch.
“Mmm…that’s it, struggle little guy,” Karla said. “Maybe if you try hard enough, you’ll be able to reach a real woman’s vagina.”
Karla didn’t even laugh. She let her words hang in the air as Teddy struggled.
After several moments passed, she spoke again. “Well, thanks for the great day, boy,” Karla said. “I need to go home and change. I have work tomorrow and need to get some rest. Come on, let’s go see what your Mistress is up to. Andrea will want to measure you as well, I bet.”
Teddy gave up and followed Karla toward the house. She dropped a towel on his head and wrapped one around her hips like an improvised mini-skirt. Teddy was suddenly keenly aware of the collar around his neck. It hadn’t loosened at all with his most recent shrinking, despite his hopes. Somehow, the thin strip of soft material had adjusted to his new size and was as close-fitting as ever. It wasn’t like he thought he could run anyway, but there was something unsettling about how the collar had conformed to his smaller size.
Karla made sure she stepped into the parlour ahead of Teddy. “Hey everyone, it worked,” Karla said. “Meet the smaller, cuter Teddy.”
The confident lawyer swung her hip to one side and pulled Teddy around her into the room, holding him by this shoulders for a moment before releasing him. A moment passed, before the room burst into conversation.
“Get the measuring tape!” Nimue said.
As the women talked, Teddy met Morganna’s eyes. Her smile was secretive and knowing as she stared intently at him.
Teddy began to realize he might have made a terrible mistake.