Media Impact Customs - Vivian POV Shrunken Husband Useless Now CL

Media Impact Customs - Vivian POV Shrunken Husband Useless Now CL

In this alternate reality, the sight of me in my skimpy bra and panties would usually make Vivian's heart race. But now that I'm the tiny, powerless one, she can't help but laugh at how ridiculous I look. My once-loving wife picks me up between her thumb and forefinger, like I'm nothing more than a speck of dust. She carries me around casually as she tries to decide what to do with her newfound power over me. As she debates whether to keep me as a pet, her slave, or even consider eating me, she decides to test my abilities first. She places me gently on the floor and instructs me to rub her feet while she relaxes on the couch. I do my best, knowing that this could be my last chance to prove myself useful. But no matter what I do, Vivian can't resist mocking me. "You call this rubbing? A one-inch tall person can barely even feel anything," she scoffs. I want nothing more than to prove myself, but it's clear that Vivian has no intention of letting me. Instead, she starts talking about how now that I'm shrunken, she needs to find a new partner to take care of her needs. "I guess it's time to start dating again," she muses. "Someone normal-sized, of course." My heart sinks as I hear these words. I know what they mean: I'm no longer wanted or needed. Vivian decides that even as a pet, I'm not cutting it. She picks me up again and cuddles me in her cleavage for a moment, providing some false comfort before teasing me further. "Don't worry, little guy," she whispers seductively. "I'll make it fun for you, squished between my breasts." Her laughter echoes in my ears as she raises herself up, crushing me further against her chest. And then comes the ultimate tease: she starts grinding her hips against my tiny form, making sure to tease and taunt me with her ass. Finally, after what feels like an eternity of torment, Vivian descends upon me, slowly sitting down until all of her weight is pressing down on my fragile body. I feel myself being crushed alive, my tiny lungs struggling to take in air as every inch of me is squeezed into oblivion. And just like that, my world comes to an end. My last thoughts are of Vivian, her laughter ringing in my ears as she savors my slow and agonizing demise.