Being twenty eight years old, Clyde worked as a research assistant for the Bowing Aircraft Company. His work was the type performed by a person with a four year college degree in physics. He wasn’t the greatest expert in the world; nevertheless, he made a modest living as a technical assistant in one of the company’s labs.

However, our young man was also preoccupied with something else. In fact, he had a giantess fetish. His peculiar disposition caused him to go to his computer every evening after work at home and look up all the giantess webbsites. Also, he went to these sites with a devotion that at times exceeds his dedication to the aircraft company. More to the point, Clyde’s brain dreamt and fantasized of a world dominated by women and populated by tiny three or four inch high males, whose lives were completely controlled by their normal sized female counter parts. In essence, nothing would please Clyde more than to be three inches high and stand before the feet of a beautiful woman, having to look up at her with respect and adoration.

So was the life of this being who lived one day at a time looking forward to nothing of exception save his constant dream of female hegemony. However, one evening after Clyde arrived home from another day at the research facility, he went to his PC and locked on to the Internet. Further, the front page told him he had email. Hence, Clyde clicked on the email icon and retrieved the message. The mail stated the following:


Hello, this is Mistress Octavia; I see that you have a giantess
fetish by the way you scan all the macrophiliac webbsites. I
can make your dream come true in the literal sense of the word!
Please reply to this message.

Mistress Octavia


Clyde read the message and decided there’s no harm in replying. He wondered for a moment how she knew about the webbsites he regularly visited, but nevertheless, our man gave her a reply anyway:


Dear Mistress Octavia,

Please tell me more about making my giantess dreams come true.
Yes indeed, I’m greatly interested.

Clyde


He clicked on the send box and the message was henceforth on its way. Two days later he received a reply from the strange lady:



Hello again, this is Mistress Octavia, please call me at the number listed below.

Mistress Octavia.


At the bottom of the email message there was a phone number together with its area code. Clyde read the number and reached over to get a pen and a scrap sheet of paper. He copied down the number and afterward turned off his computer.

Next, the young lab assistant got up and walked over to the telephone within the kitchen of his apartment. He dialed the said number and waited until two rings passed. Suddenly, someone on the other end picked up the phone and a lady’s voice said, “Hello, this is Mistress Octavia, can I help you?”

Clyde answered, “ Hi, this is Clyde, I’m responding to the email message you sent to me in regard to giantess fantasies.”

“ Oh yes”, was the woman’s reply. The voice went on, “ If you’re interested, I can give you what you want in reality; I can make you three inches tall for good.”

Clyde then ask, “ How can that be done in actuality; and even if it could, why would you do it; what’s in it for you; do you want money or something?”

The mysterious female voice answered, “ Yea, there’s money in it for me, but you don’t have to pay a cent; you see, after I shrink you, you’ll be sold to women who love to dominate men and humiliate them.”

Clyde inquired further, “ What kind of women; can I see what they look like beforehand?”

The mistress responded, “ All I can say is they’re women who’ve got a lot of money and work in professional jobs. Moreover, they live alone, are very sexy and beautiful, and simply want to dominate the opposite sex.” Mistress Octavia added, “ After you’re shrunk, you’ll go through a training process and live in small compartments as all the other little males who’ve agreed to be reduced in size so they can be dominated by women.”

Clyde said, “ In other words, you find out via the Internet the sexual tastes of men, if you find a macrophiliac, you contact him and tell him of your enterprise; if he agrees to be shrunk, you do it.”

“You got it.”, responded the gothic sounding female. She went on, “ I make a lot of money doing this; I work together with two other women; we’re all physicists who’ve discovered a method to shrink living things. However, we’ve kept it a secret; we only use it to make illegal income, for I’m sure you can see how such a process would be against the law.”

Clyde then said, “ Ok, I’m interested, what comes next?”

The lady said to him, “ Meet me tomorrow evening at the Sunset Cafe; I know the neighborhood you live in, eventhough I’m presently in another state; I’m going to fly over to your area tomorrow; you’ll know who I am when you see me; I’ll be wearing a pair of black boots together with a black business skirt suit. My hairs are also dark.”

Clyde agreed with her request, “ All right, I’ll be there; what time?”

She answered, “ Seven O’ clock.”

He replied with, “ That’s good, see you tomorrow.” Afterward, he hung up the phone and started to wonder about the whole thing. He said to himself, “ It just can’t be possible; this has to be some kind of a joke; oh well, we’ll see.” Finally, the curious male spent the rest of the evening in a state of semianticipation. When night came, he showered off and turned in.

He got up the next morning and left for work. At the facility, Clyde found it difficult to concentrate upon his assignment. Nevertheless, the hours past and finally it was time to go home. The man left the plant and drove to his apartment. Upon arrival, he looked at the livingroom clock and realized that only an hour and a half was left before the appointment with the strange mistress. Next, he opened the refrigerator and got something to eat. Clyde prepared himself supper and sat down to consume his food. Afterward, he washed the dishes and touched up the place a little. Finally, the clock said six fifteen. He ventured downstairs, got into his car, and drove to the Sunset Cafe. Upon arrival, the curious one ordered himself a cup of coffee and sat down at one of the tables. The time was now ten minutes till seven. Patiently, the research assistant waited until he heard the sound of footsteps moving through the main doorway. He turned to look and his eyes fell upon exactly what his mind pictured she would look like. About twenty feet from his table, there stood the image of Athena. The lady had quite exquisite classical features. Moreover, her eyes were the bluest he had ever seen in any other human being. Also, the lady’s dark hair was raised to the top of her noble and gothic head; nevertheless, at the back of her neck, a few locks fell downward to generate a picture of grace and eloquence. In addition, her clothing was precisely what she said it would be on the phone. In particular, the boots were the most impressive, stiletto heels radiating dominance and control.

Clyde raised his hand with a gentle gesture; she took note and moved toward him. Finally, the figure arrived at his table, reached for the other chair, pulled it out, and sat herself down upon her spectacular ass!

However, something else also caught his attention. Within one of her hands, she had a small cardboard box. The container was about five inches high. Further, it appeared to have a square base approximately four inches to a side.

After the novelty in female form sat down, lady mystique said to Clyde, “ Hi, I’m Mistress Octavia.” Clyde responded with a nod of the head. Our lady placed the box upon the table. Clyde glanced at it and noticed tiny holes punched into the lid. He merely stared at it for a few seconds when her voice moved his gaze toward her face, “ So let me tell you more about myself and the organization; the organization is the name I give to my three lady operation.” Clyde looked on as she continued, “ If you finally agree to be shrunk, you must remember that its for good. Nothing can bring you back to normal. Moreover, you’ll become property; first the property of myself and then the possession of the lady who I sell you to after the training period.” Mistress Octavia eyed him further as she spoke; in fact, the dominant feline could notice his weakening before her presence as she went on, “ Also, before you’re taken to the shrinking place, your home will be searched to ensure that it contains nothing which can lead the authorities to the organization.” “ You’ll disappear; no one’ll know what happened to you.”

Clyde finally managed to intercede with a humble voice, “ With all due respect madam, there’s still a part of me that’s doubtful.”

Next, the noble mistress gave him a long cold stare and finally said, “ Well, if its proof you want, then here.” She reached for the cardboard box and raised off the lid. Octavia moved the open container under Clyde’s face. He looked down into it and saw the figure of a small naked little man. To his surprise, it looked quite real. He mused over the tiny being for a second but moved back quickly when it started to look up. Slowly, the doubtful one returned his face and gave the creature further inspection. Indeed, it was an authentic human being!

The thing then said, “ Hello, I’m Floyd; I’m real, and this whole thing is real.” As a result, Clyde started to perspire at the truth before him. Further, he was in a state of shock. His hands began to tremble.

With a satisfied look, the dominant lady returned the lid to its proper place and said, “ You see, its all cosher, so what do you have to say now?”

Clyde fumbled with words for ten seconds; however, he finally said, “ Ok, tell you what, I’ll go back home now; in a few days I’ll call you back and give you my final decision.”

Mistress Octavia laughed and said, “ Oh, now that you see things are real, you’re a little scared.”

Clyde answered, “ You’ve got to understand, its only natural.”

The woman simply replied, “ Ok, I’ll be awaiting your call.”

He got up first and was about to leave when he inquired further just as an afterthought, “ So how did you find out that I view giantess webbsites in the first place?”

“ That’s easy”, she answered, “ I’m a genius; anyone with intelligence can break into the system and find out whatever she wants.”

“ Oh, I guess that explains it.”, Clyde said in a shaky voice. Finally, he turned around and left. Mistress Octavia picked up the box and did the same.

When the perplexed male arrived home, he showered off and went to bed. As our man lay upon the mattress, his mind was pulled in two directions. Fear was one of them, and the desire to be shrunk was the other. Eventually, fear gave way, and he started to erect. Clyde began to fantasize about being three inches tall standing before the dominant mistress. Further, the image of her boots continued to present itself upon the forefront of his imagination. After an hour, the humble male decided to go along with the lady. Sure, his life would change forever; he would become a piece of property; but nevertheless, all the negative aspects would be counteracted by the sheer sexual pleasure and euphoria generated by standing before a woman over twenty times his own insignificant height.

The next morning he got up. With his decision already made, he phoned in to work and said, “ Hello, this is Clyde from department 6B, please tell my supervisor that I’ve decided to quit my job, I found work elsewhere, tell him I’m sorry.” The other individual said ok with a sigh and then hung up. Clyde just stood there after placing the receiver down and mused for a good five minutes. In fact, his brain was just reflecting upon the full magnitude of the decision he made. Nevertheless, the few minutes up, our young man ventured back into the bedroom and dressed himself. Further, he returned to the kitchen and made himself some breakfast. With the duration of another hour, Clyde finally worked up the nerve to call the mistress. He reached for the phone and dialed her number.

The phone rang three times until he heard someone pick up at the other end, “ Hello, can I help you?”

Clyde ask, “ Is this mistress Octavia; you sound like her?”

Next, the female voice inquired, “ Is this Clyde?”

He answered with, “Yes”.

The lady went on, “ This is she; so have you made up your mind?”

The former research assistant answered, “Yes, I’ve decided to go along with you; I want to be shrunk and sold off to a dominant woman.”

“Good”, was the sound from the other end, “ Tell you what, give me your exact address, and I’ll be there with two other ladies to pick you up in four days from now; is that ok?”

Clyde answered, “ Ok, no problem; is there anything I should do in the meantime?”

Her ladyship responded with, “ No, in fact, do nothing; I’ll take care of everything when I get there.”

Finally, Clyde simply said into the phone, “ All right, I’ll see you then in four days; oh, and what time will you be here?”

She answered, “ Is six in the evening ok?”

“That’s fine.”, said Clyde. He then hung up and she did the same.

The four days went by faster than he thought they would. Finally, the hour of fate arrived and he heard the buzzer ring in his apartment. The man walked over to the intercom with anticipation and ask, “ Who is it?”

A stern lady’s voice replied, “ Mistress Octavia.”

He said, “ All right”, and pressed the button. The mistress, together with two other ladies, walked through the main doorway and ascended the stairs. A minute later, a knock was heard upon Clyde’s door. He opened his apartment entrance and looked straight into those same piercing blue eyes. Without saying anything, the mistress simply walked in and was followed by the two tall and beautiful women. After the last member of the organization entered the suite, he closed the door.

Next, Octavia looked at him and said with an introductory gesture of the hand, “ This is Alice and Christina.” The females simply gave him a short nod and measured him off afterward. Each beauty was at least five feet and ten iches tall. Their heights matched or exceeded his. Furthermore, each vixen was wearing a pair of blue jeans that fit as if tailor made. The trousers magnified the curves and contours of their sexy pelvic areas. In addition, the ladies had on shirts that presented the shape and exquisite structure of their attractive tits. And to Clyde’s greatest delight, they both had on a pair of leather boots; however, the upper parts of the said footwear were covered by the jeans.