Recreational Drugs 2

 

Supermom

 

Daves wife was going out of town. Normally when she went out of town they get a sitter. This time for whatever reason, she decided that her husband could take care of them himself instead of someone else. Daves wife was a witch, so she had a spell that not only would not only provide a sufficient sitter but also a fun weekend for her dear husband.

She called Dave at work to tell him that she wanted him to take care of the kids while she’s gone.

“I still have to work! You want me to take care of the kids too? How am I gonna do that, babe? I’m not superdad!” Dave complained.

“I don’t think even superdad could handle this. What you need to be is SUPERMOM!”

He dropped his phone as a chill ran through Daves spine as he heard the word supermom. His height quickly dwindled from his height of 6’3 to a minuscule 5’0. Blonde hair profited out of his head and fell to the middle of his back. His hips pushed out while his butt inflated into two round meaty cheeks. Then, his body started swelling with muscle, most of it landing in his strong thighs and butt. 

Dave was standing in the middle of his office, tiny and transformed, so he ran out the back of the office building. His strong legs felt powerful and he moved much faster than he anticipated his short legs would allow.

Once he got outside he looked down at himself and noticed he was now wearing a sexy supergirl outfit. Dave grabbed his phone and called his wife back while rubbing his incredible new abs.

“What the hell babe?!? You turned me into a mini superhero!” Dave squeaked in his new higher pitched voice.

“You’re mini?!” His wife squealed in delight “oh wonderful! I can’t wait to see how you turned out! Now fly home right after work and feed the kids! Gotta go! *click*

Dave sat there for a second after she had hung up. “Fly?” He wondered aloud. He hadn’t considered that he wasn’t just a woman, she had said supermom. Dave thought about flying for a second and suddenly started to hover. 

“Holy shit, this might be her best spell yet!” Dave was all of a sudden on board with being a tiny female superhero!

Size games at the beach

Chris and Tiffany were hanging out at the beach as “besties”, where Chris let’s Tiffany turn him into a her for the day with the BodyApp. Today, Tiffany has him in the body of a blonde with a big bubble butt. Chris loved it!

While laying on the beach enjoying the sun and sipping drinks, Tiffany grabbed her phone and adjusted Chris’s height from 5’6 down to 4’5, just to see if he would noticed. He didn’t figure it out until he went to grab his drink, and noticed it seemed bigger in his hand.

“Hey, you shrank me some more, didn’t you?” Chris said looking at Tiffany giggling at his predicament. “Give me your phone…” Chris said as he snatched it away from his wife.

He opened his wife’s profile in the BodyApp and adjusted her size from 5’4 down to 3’ even. Tiffany felt herself shrinking and let out a yelp.

“Woah! How much smaller did you make me?” She asked as she quickly dwindled down to 3ft. “You made me way smaller than I made you! No fair!”

“Just a little bit! You can hardly notice!” Chris snickered looking at his diminutive Wife as she looked up at his taller female form by comparison.

Tiffany grabbed the phone while Chris was distracted due to laughing at her, and adjusted his height from 4’5 all the way down to 1’ tall. He’s stopped laughing when he felt himself shrinking even smaller than he already was.

“What, again? How small am I gonna get now?” He asked as he shrank and shrank all the way down to 1ft. He looked up at his wife who was 3 times his height, even at 3ft tall! Tiffany couldn’t take it anymore and doubled over in laughter at her husbands situation. He was a 1ft tall and in the body of a Barbie doll!

Chris saw his opportunity to grab the phone while she was busy laughing at his predicament. He had trouble grabbing the incredibly large phone at a foot tall. It was almost half as big as he was! He had to use both his hands to swipe the phone open. 

“Let’s see how she likes this…” He said as he leaned over the phone and struggled to adjust his wife’s height from 3ft down to 4in. He finished his adjustments and stood back to watch the fun.

Tiffanys laughter was interrupted by the familiar feeling of shrinking. 

“Oh no, how small am I gonna get this time?” Tiffany asked still chuckling. She dwindled down to the same height as her deck chair, then Chris’s height, then shorter than hubby, stopping just below his hips.

“Well, I guess you win!” Squeaked Tiffany as she craned her head to look up to her husband. “I can’t even work the phone at this size!”