13th Anniversary
By Spitfire



There is just something about the number 13 that sends chills up some people's
spine. I had never been a superstitious person, so it didn't really bother me
that it was my 13th wedding anniversary and it was Friday the 13th. Looking
back on the events that unfolded that day, it should have! The morning of the
13th started just fine. My boss let me have half the day off and I was able to
come home and be with my wife for a while before we went out to dinner
tonight. I had made some plans for our evening but my wife told me to
never-mind because she had everything perfectly planned. I guess after last
year's fiasco I had better let her do what she wanted to do. She was pretty
mad about the pair of 5-inch heels with the 2-inch platforms I had gotten her
last year. That and the sleazy looking negligee I bought for her last year
virtually ruined the evening. She was offended and felt I didn't love her for
the way she was and wanted her to be taller. In fact she was already taller
than me. I was 5'7" and she was 5'9" tall. But it just wasn't enough for me.
My wife was very offended and I spent the next month trying to make it up to
her. I just blamed it on the women on various Amazon Internet sites that had
corrupted me. (Of course I'd never tell my wife that!) How I longed for a
woman the size of Bunny Glamazon or even Blythe!

That morning Shelly took our kids to her mother's house for the weekend so we
could spend some time together alone. When I got home Shelly told me that she
had my clothes all laid out in the bed and instructed me to get a shower. She
told me that old lady Lavonia had given her a day off from the Antique store
also. I looked at what she laid out for me. It was a new suit and it looked
like it would be kind of small on me, but after last year I wasn't going to
argue with her. She also had a pair of shoes that I complained about being too
small on me for me to wear with the suit. I came out of the shower and Shelly
had already gotten dressed. She had on a pair of black dress pants, a black
blazer and a pair of black flats. She looked very elegant, but a far cry from
what I desired. I told her she looked beautiful and she kissed me on the
forehead and thanked me. I put on the suit and noticed it was both very tight
on me and too short in the sleeves and the pants inseam. The shoes were
killing my feet. I called Shelly to have her come in and look and she replied,
"I know what you're going to say but your suit is made out of a new space age
fabric that stretches as you wear it and is resistant to wrinkles. It is
supposed to give you the look of a custom tailored suit. It just takes about
an hour to stretch and conform to you. I bought it off the Home Shopping
Channel." I gave her a very skeptical look. Gee, the home shopping channel I
thought. Then looked at my shoes. She had an answer for them too. She said
that the shoe repair place downtown told her the shoes would stretch out to
conform to my foot too. I didn't want to argue with her so I walked downstairs
in my overly tight and too small suit and shoes. She told me that we had
dinner reservations at 4:30 at Skyler's. I asked her, "Why are we eating
dinner so early?" She put her finger to her mouth and said. "Now, I'm the one
who planned out this evening so you don't have to worry. Besides we'll have
dinner out of the way early and then we can spend the rest of the evening
together." I gave her an approving nod. Then she gave me an odd, disappointed
look. I asked her what was wrong and she just replied, "Shit it's not
working." Then she acted like she shouldn't have said something and I asked
her, "What isn't working?" She replied, "I just took some aspirin and I still
have a headache." She had a slightly guilty look on her face but I overlooked
it.

We walked out to the car and I opened the door for her and got in also. While
driving to Skyler's Restaurant (which was about 30 minutes away from our
house) I could feel my suit and my shoes loosening up on me. We finally got
there and I was glad we had reservations early because the traffic was
terrible. I had forgotten about Brittany Spears being in town for a concert. I
told Shelly it was a good thing she had made reservations so early because it
would be miserable driving on these roads by 6:00. It was now 4:30, right on
time! She smiled and said, "See! Just trust me. This will be an evening you'll
never forget!" As we were walking, she started smiling. She muttered under her
breath, "It's working." I turned to her and gave her an odd look. I asked her,
"What's working? Your aspirin?" She smiled mischievously and said, "Yeah, my
headache is starting to get much better!" I told her I was glad and then I
looked at her once again. I looked up at her and then down at her feet. She
seemed taller than when we were in the bedroom. She noticed me looking at her
and asked me what was wrong. I replied, "You look taller than usual and you're
wearing flats! What gives?" She smiled and said, "Oh these are my new shoes I
bought from the Shopping Channel. They are called "tall secrets." They are
kind of like elevator shoes. They are made to make women look taller without
having to wear heels. Do you like them? I smiled and told her yes. They made
her probably about 5'11" now and that definitely made me more attracted to
her! As we walked into the restaurant Shelly commented on how nice I looked in
my suit now that it had conformed to me. I smiled and told her thanks.

We walked into the restaurant and the manager was arguing with the hostess
about the dress code. He was yelling at her because she was wearing platform
5" platform shoes. She argued that she needed to wear them because she was
only 5'1" tall and if she wore flats she didn't know when customers were
walking in because she couldn't see above the wall in the foyer. He told her
that she needed to go home or change and then he noticed Shelly and me
standing there. He looked at the hostess and told her to seat us and then she
would have to change shoes or go home. As we walked in back of the hostess I
noticed that she was able to look me in the eye. I quickly thought. Surely she
must be taller than 5'1" tall or her heels were bigger than 5" because she was
looking me in the eye and I was wearing dress shoes with a 1" heel on them!
That made me 5'8" tall or at least that's what I thought.

We ordered some appetizers, which took forever to get to us. Then we ordered
dinner. As we sat waiting on dinner, I noticed that my sleeves seemed to be a
little long. The cuffs were almost even with the bottom of my thumb. My shoes
seemed very loose and my wedding ring fell off my hand as I reached for my
drink. My wife picked it up and I gave her a puzzled look. She smiled at me
and said. "You must be losing weight on that new diet of yours! I'll have to
try it sometime!" I didn't have the heart to tell her that I quit that diet
last week, but I was glad I was loosing weight. I would need the extra room in
my waistline after tonight's meal! She noticed me looking at how loose my suit
had become and said, "See, I told you not to keep stretching you suit back in
the bedroom! Look what you had done to it. It's all stretched out!" I told her
I didn't stretch it and she just said, "Uh-huh." Finally our dinner came and I
started into it. It must have been more than I thought because I couldn't
finish it. Shelly on the other hand had cleaned her plate completely and was
waiting on me to finish. I thought it to be very odd because usually I am
waiting for her to get done eating.

We finished eating desert and again I couldn't finish it. Then I reached for
my wallet to pay the check and got a sick feeling. When I reached back into my
pocket, I noticed that my pants seemed very loose on me, even with a belt on.
I was swimming in them almost!

Shelly looked out the window and noticed it was raining and asked me if I
could go get the car and drive it up to the door for her so her hair wouldn't
get messed up. And then she said she had to go into the bathroom first and she
would meet me outside. She got up and started to walk towards the bathroom. I
left a $10.00 tip and I stood up. It must have been the lighting in the
restaurant because she seemed a lot taller than me even as she was walking
away. A lot of people seemed taller than me! What was going on! I walked out
and passed by the hostess. She smiled and told me to have a nice night. Then
she gave me an odd look. I immediately knew why she was giving me the look. I
looked down at my suit and it was several sizes too big on me and my shoes
felt like clown shoes! Then I noticed that she was a few inches taller than me
and I immediately looked down to see if she was wearing her platforms. She had
changed into flats! And she was taller than me! What the hell was going on
here?!! I struggled with the door and then as I started to walk out to the
car, suddenly I felt 2 large hands grab me by the shoulders. I turned around
and let out a startled yell. "A-a-hh!" It was my wife, giggling! And I was
looking straight at her shoulder blades! The top of my head barely came up to
her chin! I immediately looked at the ground and then strained my neck to look
up into her eyes! My mouth hit the ground! "What the.?" My wife smiled and
said, "Get in the car and I'll explain on the way home, Shortie! Oh, and you'd
better give me the keys so I can me drive. You might not be able to reach the
pedals by the time we get home!" Then she laughed. We got into the car and I
immediately noticed how different it felt because I was much smaller! As we
started driving my wife kept joking and making light of the situation. "You
know it's a shame it couldn't be hot water raining down on us so it would
shrink your suit! Wow, you're getting small!" Then she grabbed my leg and
started stroking my inner thigh. Shelly, I beg you tell me what is going on,
please! She glanced over at me and said, "What's wrong, I thought it was your
fantasy to have me get much taller than you? I'm just trying to make your
fantasy come true! I couldn't find a way to make myself taller so I did the
next best thing. I found a way to make you smaller! And is it ever working!
Judging by how much shorter you were than our 5'1" hostess now and how the top
of your head only comes up to my chin, I'd estimate you to be about 4'11"
tall. I looked at her in shock and said, "Shelly! You mean I shrunk 8"?" She
smiled and said, "Yeah, I figure about 8" give or take an inch. You see going
by the parameters in the formula that I gave you, you should be shrinking
about 4" an hour or 1" every 15 minutes so you're probably 4'10" right now.
Just then I felt the seat belt tighten around me and heard shattering glass.
Shelly hadn't been watching where she was driving and hit the car in front of
us. "Shit! Stay in the car and I'll get out to look at the damage!" She got
out and so did the other woman. They both stood there pointing and then Shelly
got back into the car. The woman walked back to the car with Shelly, looked at
me and asked if her little boy was okay! Her little boy!?? Shelly took her
insurance card out of her wallet and called the State Patrol. They came onto
the scene about 10-15 minutes later. I could almost feel my body slowly
sinking down the seat as we waited on the police to arrive. They wrote the
accident up and found my wife at fault. Gee that wasn't very lucky now was it!
My wife smiled over at me nervously and said that we could drive the car home
because it was only a minor fender bender. At my current size I definitely
wasn't going to scold her! Even though she wrecked my car! My beautiful new
car! Besides I didn't know whether or not I was going to stop shrinking or
even if it was permanent! She pulled back into traffic and drove back home. As
we were going down the highway she continued to explain what was happening to
me. "You see", she said, "While I was working for the Antique store, an
antique apothecary case came in from a pharmacy that was owned by an old
Jamaican woman. It was closed down back in the 80's for health code
violations.

Some said it was really because the woman was practicing black magic. Anyway I
was helping to unpack the compartments and I came across some formulas that
had strange writing on them. I didn't know what it was so I went to the
library and did some research and was able to decipher the label. Translated
the labels said, "Husband Obedience Tools." There were many bottles and they
all had different concoctions in them that supposedly did everything from
shrink men, turn men into zombies, children, women and even make their penis
grow! Why couldn't she have given me that one I thought! I kept all of them
and decided to try the one that could make a man shrink in particular! I
figured you would enjoy that one the most and it would teach you a lesson the
best! The label was very old and I was a little skeptical about if it would
even work. The label said it was made to break husbands from "height fetishes"
and prevent abuse. I immediately thought of you when I translated the "height
fetish" part. I remembered how I felt last year when you brought those damned
platform shoes home for me to wear. I thought I was perfectly sexy looking in
the negligee I had on but you wanted me to dress up like some fem-dom or
something! It really hurt my feelings to find out that you needed me to wear
those things in order for you to be sexually attracted to me. The fact that
you weren't attracted to me anymore because I wasn't tall enough for you
sickened me! What the hell do you want from me? I'm 2" taller than you as it
is! But to top that off last summer I found a charge on our credit card
statement from where you went on a "Session" with someone named Bunny
Glamazon. I thought it sounded really suspicious so I investigated it. Did you
enjoy yourself with your Amazon lover? I even emailed her and found out what
went on between the two of you! If that wasn't bad enough I learned some
things about our computer and went onto something called "temporary internet
files" and I found all kinds of sites that you had visited. I could really
hate you right now! But I don't I love you and I'm not going to let you ruin a
good marriage over your stupid fetishes! So I figured what better day to try
this formula on you than our anniversary! Just to let you know, all of this
behavior sickened me and I couldn't wait to get you into this position! I sat
there silently in my seat the rest of the way home, feeling very small and the
world around me growing larger by the minute.literally!

A few minutes later we pulled into the driveway. Shelly looked over at me and
said, "I ought to leave the car outside and make you walk into the house at
this size for all of the neighbors to see how fucking short you are!" I looked
at her in fear. Then she said, "But I'm not going to do that. I'll open the
garage door and drive inside to protect your reputation with our neighbors."

I got out of the car, tried to walk and fell flat on my face. My pants fell
down around my feet and my underwear was hanging on my knees. My wife picked
me up and told me to take my clothes off so I wouldn't fall again. I took
everything off while she stood there and watched. She had a smirk on her face
as she watched me struggle with my now tent sized clothes. She told me to
follow her to the bedroom and as I walked in back of her she grabbed my hand
leading the way. She had my whole hand in just 3 of her fingers! She was
walking but I had to run slightly to keep up with her because her long-legged
stride was now much longer than mine. As I walked in back of her I noticed
that her ass was nearly up to my chest. By what she had said about the formula
I figured that I had shrunk about a foot shorter so far! She told me to sit on
the bed while she went into the bathroom. I tried to hop onto the bed the way
I usually did I and fell. Shelly chuckled as she watched me struggle to get
onto the bed. I sat there for a few moments and Shelly came out wearing the
Negligee and the platforms I bought her last year. My heart was in my throat
and was beating a 100 miles an hour! Shelly said, "Come over here my little
pint- sized husband!" I jumped down off the bed and walked over to her. She
stood in front of her full-length mirror and pulled me in front of her. "Is
this you're attracted to?"

She immediately knew my answer as she looked down at the raging hard-on that I
had. Then she said, "I have to admit I do look sexy in this but I have one
major problem. Right now you're not tall enough to turn me on! I mean my
pinkie is bigger than your little dick! You were average at you normal size
but now at this size you're pathetic! What do you think you are going to do to
me with that thing? Do you honestly think you could satisfy me with that?" I
immediately went limp, hung my head and tried to walk away. Shelly grabbed me
and forced me to look at the two of us as we stood there. At 4'7" tall and her
wearing those 7" platform heels that made her 6'3" tall, the top of my head
was at mid-abdomen to her. "Look at this! It's sick for you to want something
like this!" She screamed. Then she walked over to the bed, took off the
platforms and the negligee. A few moments later she started playing with her
nipples with one hand and stroking her pussy with the other. She looked over
at me and asked me if I wanted to help her. I quickly ran over to the bed and
she told me to start licking her pussy. I buried my face in her cunt and
licked her like I never had before. Finally she started to cum. And when she
did, her juices were all over my face and running down my chin! She grabbed me
under my arms and slid me up her body. Then she rolled over with me on the
bottom of her. She got up on all fours and put my dick in her mouth. She
started sucking on me and going up and down my little shaft. Her huge lips
felt so good around me! I couldn't take it anymore and started to cum. She
looked at me after I stopped and spit my cum back into my face. "I told you
never to cum into my mouth!" She screamed. She picked me up and was going to
throw me across the room but stopped when she saw the look of horror on my
face. She stopped and held me. She held me in her arms for several minutes and
then she led me into the master bathroom. She told me to run some water into
the whirlpool tub for her and to add some bubble bath. I did as she asked and
then she walked by me. She felt like a building to me as she stood there
watching me fulfill her every request. She was almost the same size to me that
she was in her platforms now. This meant only one thing, I was still
shrinking! I was probably 4'5" or shorter by now. She told me to wash her body
as she relaxed in the bubbles. After I washed her upper body, she stood up for
me to was her lower body. She was even taller now because she was standing in
the tub. I couldn't reach above her breasts now! After I rinsed her off she
sat back down and then picked me up and sat me between her long legs. I was
sitting in front of her now and her legs were longer than mine! She lightly
caressed me with the soapy rag and then told me to stand up so she could wash
my lower body. I was just a few inches taller than her now even though she was
sitting! I felt so small and she was getting bigger than me by the minute. She
got out of the tub and put on her favorite robe. A long, soft, fluffy, warm
robe that came to down her ankles. Not really a sexy look before, but at her
current height, she looked like a magnificent statue in it. She told me to
clean out the tub and then come out into the living room and we could cuddle
together.

I walked out into the living room where I heard the television. She was
relaxing on the couch and told me to get the Champagne and glasses from the
kitchen. I did as she asked but found it very difficult at my size. I had to
use a step stool to get the glasses and the Champagne bottle felt like it
weighed 75 lbs.or more! I stood there and poured the two of us glasses. I was
shivering a felt very cold. It didn't help that I had to just about get into
the refrigerator naked to get the Champagne! But Shelly had turned the heat
down as she always does after a hot bath. Then to make matters worse she had
on her big, warm, fluffy robe. She rose her glass and made a toast. "To our
love." I rose my glass and toasted with her. She noticed me shaking and asked
me if I wanted her to find me something to wear. I told her yes and I would
really appreciate it.

She told me to put the Champagne back into the refrigerator while she went to
look for something to put on. She went into our son's room. It was then that
it hit me! I'm probably smaller than Joshua our 5 year-old son! Not to mention
our 12-year-old daughter, Cassie! Shelly brought out a pair of Josh's P-J's. I
put them on and they fit! Holy hell! Josh is 4'3" tall and these things fit me
like a glove! I asked Shelly if it would be all right if I curled up next to
her on the couch. She smiled, nodded her head yes, reached out and picked me
up on to her lap. Then she twisted around sideways, straightened her legs and
laid me between them. I lay there with curled up my head resting on her pussy.

I could smell her magnificent musk through her robe. She looked absolutely
magnificent to me now! I looked at my feet extending maybe a foot or more
beyond hers. And her feet! They were easily twice the size of mine now! I lay
there quietly snuggling against her as we watched her favorite movie. It was
very romantic and cozy in spite of everything. We both couldn't lay together
on the couch before and it was actually kind of nice. When the movie ended
Shelly asked me if I would get her some more Champagne. I jumped up to go out
to the kitchen and tripped over my pants legs and fell again. Now my little
son's P-J's were too big on me! I looked at Shelly as I got back up and she
told me to stay there and she would try to find something that would fit me.
She rummaged around for a few minutes in Josh's closet and then finally came
out with the robe that he outgrew last year. I took off the P-J's, put on the
robe and it fit! A little big, but it fit! Wait, a little big? Last year Josh
was 3'10" tall and you mean to tell me that I'm shorter than that?! I looked
at Shelly and asked, "Just how little is that formula going to make me,
Shelly? Will it eventually stop? Will I ever be my normal height again? I mean
look at me! I am waist high to you now! How fucking short am I? " Shelly tried
her best to answer my questions. She said, "Well hon, like I told you, I
wasn't even sure that it was going to work because it was so old and its
definitely not going by all of its parameters! You were only supposed to
shrink about a foot. And then it was supposed to stop. It's supposed to only
last 24 hours. But who knows! I'm getting just as worried as you are! I just
wanted to teach you a lesson, not torture you and turn you into a doll- sized
man! The formula is probably so old and unstable that all of the constraints
are gone out the window! And if you want I'll measure you. Let's go into
Josh's room and you can stand up against his giraffe that we measure him by."
She backed me up against the wall and made a mark at the top of my head. I
stepped forward and looked at it. It read 43"! Shit! I didn't shrink a foot, I
shrank 2 feet! I'm only 3'7" now! You're over 2' taller than me! Shelly stood
up to her full height and looked down at me. Maybe it will stop if you go to
sleep. Come on; let's go to bed. I followed my towering wife through our
house. She now looked like she was 9' tall and our house looked like a giant's
castle to me! We went to bed and I curled up against Shelly's now massive body
and fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up at 8:00. I looked down at my body and compared it
to Shelly's. I was horrified by what I saw! I had continued to shrink during
the course of the night! Probably not as much as if I were awake but I still
shrank and looked absolutely diminutive! I fell asleep spooning up against
Shelly and now I was on my side against her legs. The top of my head was below
her pussy and my feet were barely touching the top of her instep! I had to be
shorter than 30" because Shelly has a 32" inseam! I gasped and it woke Shelly.
She sat up in the bed and her eyes got as big as saucers as she said. "It
really did happen! I thought I dreamed I shrank you yesterday! But I really
did it!" Shit, Shelly! What are we going to do? We have to pick up our kids
today! What are you going to tell them? That you got mad and shrunk their dad?
Shelly told me to relax. She would go get the kids and tell them I am sick and
they can't go into the bedroom because they'll catch what you have.

Hopefully in a couple days you'll be back to your normal height. She got out
of bed and I jumped out behind her. She stood in front of the mirror for a
moment as I walked up to her. I had to look up to see her pussy! She smirked
and asked, "Do you want to borrow my platforms so we can mess around? Then she
laughed. I didn't know what to say to her. "Well, do you think you learned
your lesson?" I nodded my head yes. She smiled and said, "Well maybe it's time
to give you the anecdote then. Of course it's old too but it should get you
back to normal size. She handed me a small bottle from her nightstand and told
me to drink a capful. Then she went into the shower and got cleaned up. She
called her parents and told them we wouldn't be able to pick up the kids until
about 6:00 and her mother told her that wouldn't be a problem.

She looked down at me and asked, "Just for fun, I want to see how small you
had gotten just in case you ever get any funny ideas again!" She led me into
Josh's room and put my back up to the giraffe. She marked the top of my head
then I stepped forward and looked at the mark. 28 inches! Shit! I'm 2'4" tall!
Shelly chuckled and said, "I don't really think you can use those phrases in
the same sentence! 2'4" and tall! Let's just say you're 2'4", shall we?"

We went out into the living room and curled up on the couch together. Shelly
rolled me up in a little ball inside her robe. It felt like heaven, but it
felt like hell at the same time because I realized how small I had to be now
for to be able to do this!

A few minutes later Shelly said, "I'm going out to make some breakfast. Do you
want some?" I nodded my head yes. I walked out into the kitchen with her and
noticed.I thought I was a little taller now.Yes! Yes! I was growing taller
again! I was staring Shelly right in the pussy now! I was so relieved! I
looked up and asked Shelly if she thought I looked taller and she told me,
"Yeah, but it's kind of hard to tell from up here. I was hoping the anecdote
would kick in and if you think you're getting taller then it's probably
working. Shelly sat at the table and started to eat breakfast. She smirked at
me as I struggled to get up into the chair and sit at the table to eat. I got
back down and walked over to her. Then she looked down at me standing beside
her. "I couldn't reach the table sitting in the chair." Shelly smiled and sat
me on her lap. I will never forget the way she felt at this size! Nor will I
ever fantasize about being with a "taller" woman ever again! After we were
done eating Shelly sat me down and then looked down at me. "Yeah, I think it's
working. You do look a little taller now." Those words were music to my ears.

And it was working. Just not as fast as I would like. By noon I was back to
40" tall. At this rate I probably wouldn't be my normal size again by the time
the kids came home but at least I was growing taller. By the time 6:00 rolled
around I was up to 4'4" tall. I was now taller than my son again but still 10"
shorter than our daughter. I heard my wife's car pull into the driveway at
about 7:00. At my rate of growth, I was probably only about 4'7" tall now.
That still wasn't tall enough for the kids to see me, so I ran into the
bedroom. Ut-oh! I accidentally locked the door! Shit! What was I going to do
now? I tried to reach the little key at the top of the ledge but I was too
short! I ran out to the couch and sat down just as Shelly walked into the door
with the kids. I sat there and coughed and acted like I was sick. Shelly gave
me a look and said, "What are you doing out here? You need to get into bed
right now! You are sick as a dog and you'll give it to the kids!" I told her I
accidentally locked myself out and couldn't reach..er couldn't reach up and
get the key over the ledge because my chest hurt so bad. My kids ran over and
hugged me and said they missed me. Cassie looked down at my feet dangling from
the couch and then at hers and said, "Gee daddy, I never noticed before but
you have some really little feet!" Shelly told them to got into their room and
play so I didn't make them sick.

They went into their rooms and then Shelly walked down the hall with me to get
the key as soon as the coast was clear. Just as we were about to go into the
bedroom Cassie walked out and to ask me if there was anything she could get
me. Her mouth hit the floor! She did a double take as she looked at me and her
mother. towering over me. Then she walked closer to me. "D-Daddy, what's
happened to you? You're littlier than me!" My heart sank and my wife said,
"Don't be silly Cassie, he's just bent over because he's sick." Cassie
protested, "No, mom I know what I see Daddy is standing straight up and he's a
lot shorter than me and a lot, lot shorter than you! What is going on here?"
Shelly yelled at Cassie to go to her room. We went into the bedroom and Shelly
told me not to come out until I was back to my normal height.

Well so much for those plans! It was Monday morning and I hadn't grown an inch
taller! I called off work because I couldn't leave the house like this! It
went on for weeks and I was still only 4'7" tall! I even tried drinking more
of the anecdote and I still didn't grow any taller! Finally I had to face the
music! I couldn't keep calling off work. I had to support my family. I had to
face my family. I had to tell my daughter and my son why their dad was now so
much shorter. I left out the details of why her mother did it to me and I told
her that they were some experimental vitamins that her mother had found. I had
a bad reaction to them and that's what happened.

I started showing up for work at the office 2 hours early, and never leave my
desk. I tell everyone I have back problems and I don't like to get up. Then I
left 2 hours later than everyone. It had worked so well that it has actually
earned me a promotion! I've had to have my car modified so I can still drive,
which was pretty expensive so the promotion will come in handy! I am supposed
to transfer to our office on the other side of the state. At least no one will
know me there and I don't' have to explain why I'm now 12" shorter! I'm over a
foot shorter than my wife now but she is adjusting well to having me at this
size. She blames herself for giving me the formula and then not giving me the
anecdote quickly enough. She said that if she had given it to me sooner I
might have returned to my normal size. I told her the whole thing was my fault
for acting the way I did in the first place, so we pretty much share the blame
for the whole situation. My son has a "buddy" more his size to wrestle around
with and my daughter is really getting a kick out of teasing her short little
dad. She now gets away with murder because I still treat her like my little
girl and she pretty much does anything she wants when her mom isn't home.
Mostly because she knows I'm a little intimidated by her newfound size
advantage over me! And it's not a pleasant task going to the supermarket or
any other public place for that matter! I have to go in disguise and most
things in this world aren't designed for someone 4'7" tall! In some ways it
kind of sucks being this small, but at least I'll never have to long for my
wife to be taller again. She is much taller than me now and I am totally
devoted to her. She has forgiven me for my mistakes that I've made in the past
and decided to give me one of the other potions.the one that makes a man's
penis grow!!!