You look down over the edge of her desk at her toes. They're wiggling in excitement after she's just told you that those same feet would make you even smaller. She licks her lips and leans down close to you, her massive face studying you with ideas buzzing through her head. That head, by the way, is a little more than two feet taller than you, by your scale. With a giggle, you can see Mary blush as she gets an idea as to what to do next. "NOW IT'S... YOU KNOW... JUST AN IDEA THAT MY FEET... MY TOES... WILL MAKE YOU SMALLER... SO LET'S JUST... UMMM... TRY SOMETHING, OKAY?" Mary takes a hand and wipes it against her bare foot, making sure to go between her toes and around her ankles. She brings the hand up to the table and lays it flat in front of you. "CLIMB ON... I WANT TO SEE IF... IF SOMETHING HAPPENS... LIKE EVEN THE SMELL DOES SOMETHING..." You gulp loudly as you slowly step into her palm. It's lifted up to her eye level as she looks at you like a child studying a toy. You smell the aroma of her feet all around you, and the smell begins to turn you on again. It was definitely stronger than when you smelled it on the ground, without the layer of leather seperating you from her massive feet. And even though this wasn't a direct line to her toes, you could smell the sweat on her hand, you could feel the hints of perfume stinging your skin a bit, and that's when you realize that the palm that is holding you is becoming wider and longer. The face staring down at you glows as it seems to stretch farther and farther away from your body. You realize that not only her feet can make you smaller, but anything that's come into contact with them. Anything that still carries their smell can shrink you.
"IT ACTUALLY WORKED, YOU'RE GETTING... SMALLER AGAIN!" You only shrank about another inch or two, but it was noticable at your tiny size. You walk around the palm a bit, getting used to the feeling of being held and getting smaller, and look up at the goth beauty that has your life quite literally in her hands. "I guess anything with the smell of your feet makes me smaller!" you say up at her. She laughs aloud and knocks you on your bottom as she reaches down and pets you slowly with the index finger of her other hand. "AWW I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO STARTLE YOU, IT'S JUST THAT YOUR... YOUR VOICE IS SO... SMALL... SQUEAKY! LIKE A MOUSE IN MY HAND!" As if you couldn't feel small enough, now she has to deman you like this. Plus you had noticed, her voice was getting a little bit louder and slightly deeper. You hoped it didn't go this way the whole process, by the time she has had her fun with you, you'll probably be the size of a flea, and you can only imagine how powerful her voice will seem at that state. Your fears are confirmed when she says "NOW... I THINK... THIS WHOLE YOU BEING SMALL THING... IS AMAZING... I FEEL SO STRONG HOLDING YOU IN MY HAND... AND I KNOW THAT YOU LIKE IT TOO..." You can't deny that this is pretty much your exact fantasy. Mary is a ridiculously nerdy and very shy, but undeniably beautiful giantess. She's holding you in her pale warm hand, which is getting larger by the second thanks to the almost misty amount of aroma from her feet. You are in heaven. "SO I'D LIKE TO SEE JUST HOW SMALL YOU CAN GET WITH THIS... THE SWITCH TO TURN YOU BACK TO NORMAL IS RIGHT HERE... BUT I'D LIKE TO TRY SOMETHING A LITTLE MORE... INTENSE... LIKE PUTTING YOU DIRECTLY ON MY FOOT, WATCHING YOU... GET SMALLER ON TOP OF MY TOENAIL... IT WOULD BE SO HOT... WHAT DO YOU SAY?" She lifts her hands up to her hear and bites her lip in anticipation. What will be your answer?
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