My husband and I visited a sex shop recently to find something to spice up our sex life. The sales lady talked us into getting some shrinking serum so that I can shrink my husband into a 2 inch human sex toy and have the best orgasms of my life. Fast forward to three days later, three days of sheer pleasure, and my husband wants to return to his normal size. Apparently he wasn’t listening at the store. shocker. There’s no antidote. That's what he gets for not listening. I am a little bit hurt that he does not want to be my everlasting clit stimulator and, since clearly, I am the one in char...

My husband and I visited a sex shop recently to find something to spice up our sex life. The sales lady talked us into getting some shrinking serum so that I can shrink my husband into a 2 inch human sex toy and have the best orgasms of my life. Fast forward to three days later, three days of sheer pleasure, and my husband wants to return to his normal size. Apparently he wasn’t listening at the store. shocker. There’s no antidote. That's what he gets for not listening. I am a little bit hurt that he does not want to be my everlasting clit stimulator and, since clearly, I am the one in charge, I give him two choices. I eat him or make him my cuck. What will he decide? Will he be my lunch? Will he lick my messy pussy after watching every new NORMAL sized man rail his wife? Or will we, as a TEAM, unlock our own new kink?