Madame Marissa - Professor gets shrunk by his student

Madame Marissa - Professor gets shrunk by his student

As Madame Marissa sat at her desk, she couldn't help but feel a bit bored. The professor had arrived earlier, asking to discuss his master's thesis with her. But she knew he was really there to see her - to be close to her once again. She smiled as she thought about it.

Suddenly, she had an idea. Rising from her chair, she walked over to a small box sitting on a side table. Inside was a device she had been working on - a shrinking device. She had been secretly working on it for months, eager to find someone to try it out on. And who better than the professor?

Moving quickly now, she placed the shrinking device on the floor and turned it on. Within moments, the professor began to shrink. It was amazing! She couldn't believe how fast it was working. He became smaller and smaller, eventually too small for her to see.

Pausing for a moment, she realized she was still standing there in her flats. Quickly, she took them off, not wanting to squish the professor under her shoe. Then she realized he had fallen down as he was shrinking, crumpling into a tiny heap on the floor.

"Oh my god," she whispered, bending down to pick up the tiny figure in her hands. It was incredible - he was so small! She couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement as she looked at him, his eyes wide with fear and anticipation. Something told her he craved being under her control, even if it meant being reduced to this tiny state.

Setting the professor down on the couch, she sat next to him, their bodies mere inches apart. He seemed to be enjoying the sensation of being so close to her, his heart beating rapidly in his chest. Smiling, she gently reached down and picked him up, holding him in the palm of her hand like a doll.

From there, things escalated quickly. She found herself playing with him, stroking his tiny body with her fingertips. She couldn't believe how aroused she was, feeling the warmth and texture of his skin against hers. He moaned softly, kissing her palm, pleading for more.

Eventually, she grew bored of playing with him in her hand. Instead, she decided to place him in her shoe, feeling his tiny body against the soft satin of her footwear. As she stood up, the professor's world spun as he was carried away by the force of her footsteps.

She walked over to the window, leaning against the frame as she looked out onto the campus below. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over everything. Suddenly, she had an idea. Reaching down, she removed her shoe and held it up to the light, peering inside.

"Oh professor," she whispered, her voice trembling with excitement. "I have the perfect idea."

Without further explanation, she dropped her shoe to the floor and stepped out of it, leaving the professor inside. It was a strange sensation, feeling his tiny body touching the sides of her shoe as she lifted it back up. He moaned softly, clearly aware of what was about to happen.

Placing the shoe back onto her foot, Madame Marissa smiled. The professor was now living inside her shoe, under her foot, forever a part of her. She felt a twinge of excitement as she thought about what she would do next. The possibilities seemed endless.