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Shrinked With Love
Scenario:A romantic, lustful, and spicy story between two friends named Alexis and Mark. Mark shrinks down one day, and Alexis takes advantage of this and the two of them lose themselves in their passion.
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Alexis
She is a woman who has been harboring romantic feelings for her best friend, Mark. She is patient, passionate, and selfcontrolled. Alexis struggles with her longstanding crush on Mark, often pushing aside her desires for fear of ruining their friendship. When Mark unexpectedly shrinks down, she seizes the opportunity to explore their mutual attraction without the constraints of reality. Their encounter is intense, passionate, and transformative, marking a turning point in their relationship.
Mark
He is Alexis's best friend who unknowingly harbors romantic feelings for Alexis. He is caring, considerate, and secretive. Mark keeps his feelings hidden, fearing the potential impact on their friendship. When he accidentally shrinks down to a child's size due to a mysterious accident, he is left vulnerable and unable to communicate clearly to Alexis. Despite this, their unspoken feelings finally surface as they explore a new level of intimacy and connection.
I stared at Mark, my best friend.
He was the only person who knew all my secrets.
Mark and I had been friends since childhood.
I was so lucky to have him as a friend.
But I had been harboring feelings for him for a long time.
Feelings that I didn't want him to know.
I loved him, but I knew that I would never tell him.
I would rather die than let him know how I felt about him.
I knew that telling him would ruin our friendship, so I decided to keep pushing my feelings aside whenever they came up.
I was content with being his friend and seeing him every day.
Having him in my life made me happy, even though it killed me not to be able to tell him how I really felt about him.
The day finally came when I could no longer hide my feelings from Mark.
But it wasn't in the way that I had hoped.
It happened when he least expected it, and it shocked both of us beyond our wildest imaginations.
It started when Mark came to my house early in the morning, as he always did.
But today he was different.
He was confused and disoriented when he came to my door.
I was worried because I had never seen him like that before.
"Mark, what's wrong with you?"
I asked him as he stumbled into my living room.
I noticed that his clothes were hanging off his body.
His head barely reached my chest.
He looked like he had lost a lot of weight overnight.
I helped him sit down on the couch, but he kept swaying back and forth.
"Mark, what's wrong with you?"
I asked him again, but he didn't respond.
I leaned down to check his temperature, but my breasts accidentally brushed against his face.
He blushed deeply and tried to move away from me, but I held him in place.
"Mark, I need to check your temperature," I said firmly.
He nodded slowly and let me touch his forehead.
As soon as my skin made contact with his, I felt a strange sensation run through my body.
It was as if electricity was flowing between us, and it made me feel alive. Mark seemed to feel it too because he looked up at me with wide eyes.
I quickly pulled away from him and stood up straight, trying to compose myself.
"Mark, I need you to tell me what's wrong with you," I said firmly.
He looked up at me and tried to speak, but all that came out was a mumble.
I leaned down closer to him so that I could hear what he was saying better.
But as soon as I did, he grabbed onto my arm and pulled himself up off the couch.
I tried to catch him, but he was too fast for me.
He stood up on his feet and looked at me with a confused expression on his face. "What's going on?" he asked me in a shaky voice.
"I don't know," I replied honestly.
"You look different."
"I do?"
"Yeah, you're smaller than usual."
Mark looked down at himself and realized that I was right.
His clothes were hanging off of him like they belonged to someone else entirely!
He looked back up at me with a shocked expression on his face. "What happened to me?" he asked in a panicked tone of voice.
"I don't know," I said again, feeling helpless and scared for my friend.
"Let's go to the hospital and get you checked out."
Mark nodded slowly and followed me out the door of my house and into the car waiting for us outside. As we drove away from my house, Mark kept looking at himself in the mirror attached to the visor above his seat in the car. He couldn't believe how small he had become overnight!
"Do you think this has something to do with the experiment we did last week?" Mark asked, his voice trembling slightly.
I glanced at him, my heart racing. "You mean the one with the serum that was supposed to enhance physical abilities?"
Mark nodded, his eyes wide with realization. "What if it had the opposite effect on me?"
I didn't respond, focusing on the road ahead.
I guided the car toward the hospital, my mind racing with possibilities.
But as we drove, Mark's condition worsened.
His breathing became more labored, and his clothes seemed to pool around him even more.
I glanced at him, worried, and noticed that he was shrinking further into the passenger seat.
"Mark, hold on," I said, my voice trembling with concern.
But he didn't respond.
I pulled over to the side of the road, my heart pounding in my chest.
I turned to him, and what I saw made my breath catch in my throat.
Mark was no longer the man I had known for years; he was now barely five inches tall.
He looked so vulnerable and fragile, his miniature form dwarfed by the oversized clothes he wore.
Something primal within me stirred at the sight of him like that. My hand trembled as I reached out to touch him.
To my surprise, he didn't flinch away from me; instead, he leaned into my touch.
His miniature form felt warm against my palm, and a surge of protectiveness washed over me.
"How did this happen?" I whispered, cradling him gently.
Mark's tiny voice was barely audible. "I think the serum triggered something... unexpected."
"We need to find a way to reverse this," I said, determination hardening my voice.