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Yuki, a
photographer, had a devious plan
that involved Kumiko and two friends from Japan.
She gave a call stating she wanted Kumiko’s photo shot
and if that she could help, it’d mean a lot.
Kumiko agreed, having done previous shows.
(She had a thing for fantasy clothes).
Off she went, hoping for modeling satisfaction,
and hoping nothing would lead to shrinking action…
Kumiko arrived in the studio for
the photo shoot. Her friend Yuki
was an accomplished photographer in the cosplay circles, and Kumiko always
liked to help out with whatever modeling needs she had. Considering she was often paid for the
work and sometimes got to keep the costumes, it was well worth her time
(And the costumes gave new clothes for Kumiko to play in when she
shrank).
Yuki knew about Kumiko’s shrinking curse, but the two other models were
strangers, and she hoped nothing would get her excited tonight. She tried to shove any sexual thoughts
in the back of her head as she was handed her costume by Yuki. Kumiko groaned: it was Morrigan
Aensland the Succubus, also known as a sexual demon. She’d certainly have her assets on
display.
Kumiko changed and gathered with the other models. They posed and went through the various
cute displays that would drive any fanboy wild. Kumiko couldn’t help but notice the
beauty of the two women she was modeling with, but knew that such
thoughts led to dwindling, and tried to focus on the camera instead of
their breasts. Yuki called out poses and instructions, maintaining a
cheery disposition as she hoped around in her platforms. Funny thing,
Kumiko thought, that they were all wearing them too.
The time came for the Lilith cosplayer to hug Kumiko from behind. They got into position, and Lilith
wrapped herself around Kumiko, slightly tweaking her nipples. This sent a rush of pleasure through
her body, to which Kumiko realized had accidentally set her off. To a normal woman, such a small gesture
could be easily ignored. But for
Kumiko, it lead to a chain reaction.
Before she knew it, Lilith had to hug her tighter to maintain the
same pose. Her breasts started to
slip out of the leotard she wore, and her costume’s sleeves dangled over
her hands. Her tights started to become
loose on her legs, wrinkling on thinner thighs and calves. She could feel the platform boots,
originally modeled to her exact dimensions, become less exact as she
shrank in place.
Kumiko tried to break Lilith’s hug, but she didn’t let go, and was
getting stronger with each passing second. The Millenia cosplayer was awed, stepping
in closer as Kumiko melted. Kumiko
was both embarrassed and aroused at the same time, which wasn’t helping
her height. Finally Yuki came
around, giggling and holding a camera. “Kumiko, Morrigan doesn’t shrink!”
Kumiko, flush with embarrassment, tried to get to her feet, but with her
clothes puddling on her rapidly dwindling form, the task was
difficult. The three women
gathered around her, their legs like tree trunks to Kumiko, their
platforms giant cinder blocks.
Yuki smiled and took a photo of the miniscule Kumiko, while Lilith
dangled her hands over her head.
“You were right Yuki, she is such a little cutie like this!”
Realizing that she was setup, Kumiko ushered the only response she could
at her size.
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