Boy Toy and his Juicy Mistress: A Shrinking Man Story

By Kayla Rhodes

Carissa is finally on her way to the Boy Toy store to pick out her own tiny man! But when she gets home, she finds a familiar face inside the canister. Dante is an old classmate, and while she has history with him, she bought him to be used.
But Dante is more than willing to submit to her full, pouty lips, and the extremely juicy secrets between her legs.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kayla Rhodes
• Release date: Oct 18, 2021

Kayla Rhodes

Kayla is an author of erotic short stories, specializing in weird kinks and misfit niches. Check out her website if you have any story requests!

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A Very Exciting Purchase

CARISSA

The Boy Toy store was just one of many in the mall, tucked neatly between a Bath and Body Works and a Hot Topic. The sign over the storefront was unassuming, with a plain and clunky font, and only a small icon of a red lips in the corner to indicate the nature of the products for sale inside.

Carissa did her very best not to sprint the last few steps. She had been waiting for this moment for years. Literally years! Her college’s tuition and books and class fees were steep, and even with her modest lifestyle, it had taken her until her sophomore year to save enough to afford this purchase.

But she didn’t have a single doubt that it would be worth it.

The memory of her first time was still so vivid, even though it was now several years in the past. She thought about it almost every night. Whenever she was pleasuring herself, she’d feel the smooth curve of the dildo inside her, and remember when the pressure against her inner walls had been tiny shoulders and hips, knees and asses, grasping hands and fluttering feet.

And it wasn’t just the shape of the tiny men. She’d experimented with man-shaped silicone and found it equally unsatisfying. It was the sweet, vibrant buzz of life that made the experience so singular and exotic. It was the way that man had kicked and squirmed deep in her body, stimulating her with every part of himself.

She remembered the way her muscles clenched down around him, squeezing until his erotic dance was reduced to only the tiniest wriggling, and the sheer power of being able to do that was almost as heady as the sex itself.

After that one time, whenever a (full sized) man took her to bed, she would lie under him (or prop herself on her knees and elbows, if that’s what he preferred) allowing him to pound into her over and over. But as she took it, her mind was on that one time she had been the one in control. She’d take his cock, but secretly, she’d be thinking, ‘If you were tiny, I could do anything I wanted to you.’

Carissa stopped abruptly, right outside the store, eyes suddenly wide as she realized the slickness inside her panties. She was wearing thick jeans, so of course no one knew her little secret, but that didn’t stop her from looking around with nervous eyes.

She rolled her hips just slightly, and felt the sodden fabric slide over her lower lips. Nope – this