Freyadomina - Shrinking Professor

Freyadomina - Shrinking Professor

As I nervously walked up to my professor's house, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. Despite being here for extra English lessons, there was something else on my mind. I'd never been a particularly great student of his, always struggling with my grades. But lately, I'd found myself thinking about him in a whole new way. I knocked on the door, my heart racing as I waited for him to answer. When he finally opened it, his eyes widened in surprise at the sight of me standing there. "What brings you here, Freyadomina?" he asked, ushering me inside. As we made our way to his study, I couldn't help but notice how intimidating he still was, even though he was now just a few inches tall. His eyes were fixed on my stocking-clad legs, and I couldn't help but feel a shiver run down my spine at the thought of what he might be planning. Once we were alone in the study, he revealed his true intentions. He had shrunk himself, hoping that I would discover him and indulge in his desires. My heart pounded as he began to crawl up my leg, his tongue darting out to taste my skin. I felt myself growing aroused despite the taboo nature of our encounter. I knelt down, allowing him to crawl onto my lap. His tiny body felt so delicate against my skin, and yet there was a power in holding him like this. As he reached up to kiss me, I caught him in my mouth, feeling his warmth against my tongue. It was an intense feeling, knowing that I held such power over him. From there, things escalated quickly. I pushed him deeper into my mouth, feeling his saliva mingle with my own as he moaned softly. I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to swallow him whole. The thought sent shivers down my spine, and I found myself getting more and more caught up in the thrill of it all. Before I knew it, I was rolling him around between my fingers, feeling the warmth of his skin against my fingertips. He moaned loudly as I squeezed him, and I couldn't help but revel in the power I held over this once-powerful man. In the end, I decided to let him go. As I watched him crawl back to his usual size, I knew that our secret encounter would forever change the way I saw my professor. From now on, I would be haunted by the memory of the intense pleasure we had shared, and the power I had held over him.