Fetish Machine Femme - Shrunken Step-Dad Domination
Fetish Machine Femme - Shrunken Step-Dad Domination I decided i wasn't going to school today, but my stepdad just had to get in my way, telling me i had to go. that pissed me off. i told him he’s not my mom, so he doesn't...
Fetish Machine Femme - Shrunken Step-Dad Domination
As a Fetish Machine Femme, I am skilled in controlling the shrinking and growing of objects and individuals. Today, I decided to use my powers to assert my dominance over my stepdad who kept trying to control my life. When I woke up, I knew I wasn't going to school. However, my stepdad insisted that I attend, claiming he wasn't going to let me get away with defying my mother's rules. His attempt to control me only fueled my anger and determination to teach him a lesson. As he tried to persuade me, I casually grabbed my remote control and pointed it towards him. With a click, he began to shrink before my eyes. Growing increasingly smaller and losing control of his bodily functions, he shrank down to the size of a small insect. With my newfound power, I decided to punish him further by stepping on him with my bare foot. The feel of his tiny, squirming body under my foot made me tremble with excitement. I squeezed him tightly, crushing him between my toes as his stomach growled in despair. As I stood over him, towering above him, I told him my plan in a chilling tone, "Now that you're this small, Mom won't want you anymore. She won't even be able to find you. We're keeping all your money, and I'll find myself a way better stepdad than you ever were." My heart raced with anticipation at the thought of having complete control over him. The idea of making him my personal foot slave and forcing him to crawl around on the floor at my command made me wet with excitement. To celebrate my newfound power and dominance, I decided to have a little snack. With a smirk, I scooped him up in my hand and brought him to my mouth. As I opened wide, the taste of fear on his lips sent shivers down my spine. With a contented sigh, I swallowed him whole, savoring every last morsel of him. In the end, my stepdad was nothing but a memory, and I was the one in control. The feeling of power coursing through my veins was intoxicating, and I couldn't help but wonder what other adventures awaited me as Fetish Machine Femme.