Smaller Part 2
By Fragilistic frag912@yahoo.co.uk
A man's relationship with his wife changes dramatically


Author's note: The first part of this story can be found here
http://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/1misc29/smaller.txt

John continued to shrink on a weekly basis, albeit at a slower rate. One month
on from the fateful boat trip he was the size of a newborn infant, and
completely dependant upon his wife Diana.

Diana took up the responsibility of looking after her diminutive husband with
vigor, throwing herself into the dual roles of wife and mother. To her
surprise her body reacted accordingly to John's needs, and she woke one
morning to find that her breasts were lactating. Her milk was coming in.

"John honey, wakeup darling. Mommy's got something for you."

Diana leaned over the crib where Rob was sleeping peacefully, and unfastened
the catch holding up the side, lowering it to allow her access. She undid the
top buttons on her nightdress, taking her huge right breast in hand, feeling
its size, its mass, its weight.

She kneeled down next to the crib and slowly, carefully, lowered her breast
towards her sleeping husband. She smiled to herself as she watched his
peaceful breathing, in and out, his mouth slightly open. John was now smaller
than Diana's huge breast, and she wondered how we would react if he woke
suddenly and saw it descending towards him.

She hesitated for a second, enjoying the moment, the anticipation building
within her, her massive nipple hovering a fraction above his lips. Then she
lowered herself so that her nipple brushed gently against his lips, back and
forth. Instinctively John opened his mouth wide to receive her nipple, and
Diana softly pushed her giant nipple forward, filling John's tiny mouth
completely.

John immediately latched on, and started sucking eagerly at her breast. His
hands went up, as if in supplication, and she felt him touch the underside of
her heavy boob.

"Oh John, yes", she moaned in pleasure.

Warm milk flowed into John's mouth and he suckled at his wife's breast for
several minutes, never once opening his eyes. Once he had drunk his fill,
Diana lifted him to her shoulder and rubbed his back until he brought up some
wind before laying him down again peacefully. His dependence upon her was
complete.

The next day Diana took John to the park. He was no longer big enough to walk
on his own, so Diana had taken to carrying him in a baby carrier. It had taken
her a while to find one for a woman her size, such that John wouldn't be
crushed against her breasts, but eventually she had found a company that
manufactured baby carriers for larger ladies.

At first John had protested, then struggled, begged and finally accepted, as
he was placed into the baby harness and attached to his wife's chest. He was
facing towards her, and the swaying motion of her massive boobs as she walked
had eventually soothed him. As a treat she would sometimes unbutton her top a
little, allowing him a glimpse into the deep valley of her cleavage.

Today the park was fairly busy with joggers, strollers, mothers with children,
and dog walkers. Sitting down at a bench, Diana unfastened John from harness
and turned him round, sitting him in her lap so that he could see what was
going on.

"Comfy, baby?" She asked, smiling down at him.

"Hmmm", he replied, looking around with a kind of awe at the activity and
color in the park.

"Diana ?" he asked.

"Yes honey, what is it ?"

"I'm hungry, did you bring anything to eat?"

"I know what baby needs", she replied, unbuttoning the top buttons of her
blouse and unhooking the cup of her nursing bra. John watched in amazement –
when had she started wearing nursing bras. Before he had time to question
Diana positioned him so that his mouth was brushing up against her nipple. His
eyes widened in shock, was she expecting him to feed from her ?

"Go on honey, it's perfectly natural", she encouraged.

"I can't ... I won't", John protested.

"Don't be silly honey it's what you need at your size. And besides, this won't
be the first time."

John couldn't believe what she was saying. So she had been feeding him breast
milk, without his knowledge. A wave of dizziness passed over him.

Diana took hold of John's head gently but firmly and pressed his mouth up
against her nipple. "Come on, be a good boy", she said encouragingly. John
kept his mouth shut firmly as Diana gently rubbed her nipple against his lips.
It felt soo good, so warm, that John knew he couldn't resist much longer.

Suddenly Diana pinched his nose shut with her other hand. Instinctively John
opened his mouth, and Diana's nipple filled it. She kept her hand at the back
of his head, refusing to allow him to pull away. John's resolve crumbled, and
he started to suck, slowly at first, then more eagerly as the warm, nourishing
milk flowed down his throat.

John was passed caring who might see him, nursing at his wife's big breast,
and sucked for all he was worth, tears of joy flowing down his little rosy
cheeks.

"There's a good boy, now drink all you want, mommy's got plenty more."

After a short while John was sated, and Diana placed him over her shoulder
until he brought up some wind. Then she returned him to the baby harness
before setting off on the walk home, John's eyelids becoming heavier and
heavier as he nestled snuggly against his wife's firm bosom.

That night as Diana was getting John ready for bed she whispered in his ear.
"Won't be long now darling", she whispered into his ear.

"Until what ?" he asked anxiously.

"Why, until I can fit you between mommy's big warm breasts. That's what you
want, isn't it ? It's no use denying it John, you can't stop staring at my
breasts. I'll be able to keep you warm and safe. You'll be with me all the
time."

John looked up at his wife's stupendous breasts, pressing against her thin
cotton blouse, each bigger than himself, and started to tremble.

It was dark, and John woke to find himself being lifted from the cot by strong
soft hands. A bedside light was switched on and John blinked his eyes several
times, adjusting to the sudden brightness.

"Wha, what's going on ?" he asked, unused to being roused in the middle of the
night.

"Mommy's lonely honey, she needs a cuddle", replied Diana as she lay him
gently on their now enormous bed.

John could smell alcohol on her breath and he knew she had been drinking.

"Honey, I was", yawn, "sleeping, can't we just go to sleep ?"

"Sure baby, right after mommy has a cuddle with you."

Diana curled in behind John, one arm looping around him, hugging his small
frame tightly against her chest. "Mmmm, that feel's nice, doesn't it?" she
purred.

John started to panic at being held so tightly, and tried to prise her arm
away from him, but even with both his hands he couldn't budge her once inch.

"Diana, not soo tight, please", he urged, but she was oblivious to his needs.

Diana's other hand started to stroke John's hair, then his chest, and finally
lower, into his groin. John gasped with surprise. She then unzipped his baby
grow and pulled it off him roughly, so that he was naked except for a diaper.
Diana quickly tore this from him, leaving him naked, and feeling vulnerable.
With her thumb and forefinger she started playing with his tiny cock, moving
it back and forth, and pressing her breasts into his back until he had an
erection.

"Ooh, what's this ?" Diana crowed.

"Please, Diana, don't do this.." John begged, but his pleas fell on deaf ears.

"Mommy knows what's best for her little man", she cooed.

Diana then started to unbutton her blouse, slowly, seductively, one button at
a time, allowing John to see more and more of her vast cleavage. At his size
her breasts weren't just large, they were vast, breathtaking, stupefying,
terrifying.

Diana removed her blouse completely and tossed it on the floor. John stared at
her massive orbs encased in a black lace bra which was clearly struggling to
contain them.

"John likes mommy's big breasts doesn't he", she whispered, her voice like
molten chocolate. John almost came right there.

She lay him down on his back, his tiny dick sticking straight up, and slowly
lowered her huge rack down on top of him, swallowing his erect cock in a
massive chasm of breast flesh. As her soft skin came into contact with his
cock, John shivered, and gasped out loud.

"Uh huh huh, not yet sweetie", Diana said, lifting herself off of him. "I
think we can do even better than that for our little man, can't we."

She reached around and slowly unhooked her bra strap, taking it off her
shoulders, and allowing her naked breasts to swing free. John gazed at her in
wonder. Not only were they the biggest breasts he had ever seen, but they were
also the most beautiful. Firm and round, her breasts were like massive beach
balls, with no hint of sagging, her large brown nipples stood proud and erect.

Diana again lowered her chest towards John and he shivered in anticipation,
his little hands reaching up to greet the huge nipples which were just beyond
his reach. Diana paused and smiled, watching John as he bucked his hips and
stretched his arms, desperately trying to reach her breasts.

Finally she lowered herself gently onto him, her breasts covering his entire
torso and most of his legs. She had him pinned to the bed with the weight of
her breasts alone. For John the sensation was incredible, he felt like he was
encased in breast flesh. His upper body, stomach and legs had disappeared
beneath her soft, warm, heavy tits and he could not move anything other than
his arms and head. His hands went up to the side of her boobs and touched
them, which excited Diana even more, the feel of his tiny hands on her skin,
their size so insignificant compared to her breasts.

"Does that feel good baby?" Diana asked, knowing full what that it did.

John was incapable of making a reply, all that came out was a "Uggh".

"I'll take that to be yes", Diana smiled, and started to caress her little
husband with her huge boobs, squishing down on him, rubbing them across his
body.

"Ugggh, ugggh", John moaned, as he was buffeted by her firm tits.

Diana started to get a rhythm going, kneeling on all fours above John, her
long hair swept over her shoulder, her breasts swaying heavily from side to
side, rubbing, slapping, knocking against John. As she increased her tempo,
her eyes became wild, and John found himself being pummeled by her heavy
breasts, which knocked him back and forth.

"Di, please, stop, I can't take any .." he cried out, but Diana wasn't
listening.

Her face was flushed, she was clearly enjoying this, her sensitive nipples
rubbing all over his body, her solid tits knocking him effortlessly back and
forth. John felt like heavy sandbags were being swung at him from both sides.
He put up his hands to lessen the blows but Diana's massive breasts knocked
his hands away as if they were not even there. John began to fear for his
life, she was quite capable of beating him to death with her breasts without
realizing it.

Diana's hand went to her pussy and she started to rub herself frantically, all
the while mashing John with her huge breasts. One mighty blow from her huge
right tit hit John like a pile driver and he lost consciousness, mercifully
ignorant of anything else.

Diana stretched her long neck backwards and screamed as she came, an earth
shattering orgasm that lasted for what seemed like an eternity. At last she
collapsed next to John on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

Some time the next day John woke up, every part of him aching, his face
swollen and bruised. Diana lay next to him asleep, her colossal chest looming
darkly over him. Despite the beating that he had received the night before,
John couldn't help but stare at her chest in awe, and eventually reach out a
hand to brush her breast lightly, an erection already forming.

Diana was horrified to see what she had done to John, and was beside herself,
saying that she would never drink alcohol again. She nursed him back to
health, tending to his every need. John knew that she was genuinely upset, but
didn't blame her completely. "It's not your fault honey, you just don't know
your own strength. I'm so small and weak compared to you, when you get excited
it's dangerous for me."

"But honey, I could have killed you", she wailed.

"Yes, I know", replied John, well aware how close she had come to doing just
that.

Diana was getting ready for work, as she looked down at John in his cot. He
had continued to shrink slowly over the past month and was now no more than 5
inches tall. He could sit in the palm of her hand easily.

"Honey, I'm going to work now", she said, looming over the cot so that John
could see her. "But I've asked Jessica to come over and sit for you. She's got
some free time before she starts college in the fall."

John was indignant. "I don't need a sitter", he shouted, as loud as he could,
and certainly not Diana's 18 year old niece. "I'll be fine by myself, really,
thanks all the same."

"John, I can't take the chance, not with you at your current size. I'd never
forgive myself if something happened to you. And besides, Jessica is looking
forwards to it, she told me so. It's all arranged sweetie so you just relax
and let the big ladies look after you."

John folded his arms in displeasure and refused to kiss Diana goodbye when she
bent down to his level, her massive lips pursed and waiting. She kissed him
anyway, gently but with sufficient vigor to knock him onto his ass.

John decided that he wasn't going to wait around to be mollycoddled by some
teenage amazon, so he squeezed between the bars of the cot and shimmied down
the cot leg to the floor. He would hide somewhere where Jessica would never
find him.

Some 30 minutes later he heard the doorbell. "Stupid girl", he muttered to
himself, "does she really think I can open the door." Then the sound of a key
turning in the lock.

"Hi John, it's just me, Jessica. Are you upstairs ?"

Jessica climbed the stairs and went into the main bedroom. She walked over to
the cot and stared down at the empty space. "Strange, Diana said you would be
here."

"John, are you hiding from me ?" She asked, a little mischievous tone in her
voice.

"Because if you are, I'll find you, and when I do, I'm gonna eat you all up",
she said playfully, turning round sharply to see if John was behind her on the
dressing table.

From his vantage point hidden in the bottom drawer of the wardrobe John could
see Jessica's long curvy legs. She was wearing denim shorts which left little
to the imagination. When she turned around sharply John strained his neck
upwards and saw her amazing overhanging bosom, which almost caused him to gasp
out loud. She was wearing a tight fitting blouse, with several of the buttons
undone, exposing a large amount of breast flesh. He wondered if she was even
bigger than Diana.

Jessica must have noticed something out of the corner of her eye, because she
pretended to search in various places, all the while slowly circling in on
John's position. So it was that she suddenly whisked round and with a cry of
"found you" opened the bottom drawer fully, scooping John and an assortment of
underwear into her arms.

"Oh John, how cute, you're hiding in Diana's bra", Jessica beamed.

She lifted one of Diana's 38 DD bras high into the air, with John completely
contained within a cup, as though he were in a massive hammock.

John realized to his shame that he hadn't even bothered to check what was in
the drawer, it had been the only one open a fraction and he had dived headlong
in.

"You know John, Diana said that I could punish you if you were naughty."

"What ?" John could scarcely believe his ears. His wife had told this teenage
temptress that she could punish him ? His face burned with indignation, but he
realized that there was nothing he could do to stop her if she wanted to carry
out her threat.

"What do you mean, punish me ?" John choked.

"Well seeing as you're too small to put across my knee, how about I keep you
in here for a little while, that out to keep you out of mischief", said
Jessica, lifting John with her forefinger and thumb and dropping him into the
front of her bra, in a small space she made with her other hand.

As she released her hand, John found himself wedged between her massive
breasts, each of which was many times bigger and heavier than himself. Jessica
giggled at his predicament, and her breasts shook, jiggling John along with
them.

"Get me, mppfff, out of here", John managed, his arms pinned to his sides, and
breathing becoming difficult in the hot confines of her cleavage. What was
worse was he was starting to get an erection, her breasts rubbing him all
over.

"Ohhh, this is soo much fun, just wait til I tell the girls at school I had a
little man in my bra." Jessica stood up and walked over to the full length
mirror on the wardrobe door, in order that John could get a look at his
predicament.

Jessica undid another button on her blouse, allowing John a better view. He
was up to his neck in teenage breasts, his arms wedged firmly and painfully at
his sides, her massive boobs threatening to overwhelm him. He felt faint, and
wondered if he was going to die between this girls enormous breasts, smothered
or crushed by her accidentally. He looked at the reflection in the mirror and
what he saw shocked him to the core, a tiny head poking out of the largest
pair of breasts he had ever seen.

"How do you feel John, do you feel small ?" Jessica teased.

John groaned, and shuddered as he reached his climax, her words tipping him
over the edge. He passed out in Jessica's smothering cleavage.

"Wow, are you ok ?" She asked. "You're really delicate, I had better be more
careful with you. Diana would kill me if anything bad happened."

John came to several hours later to find himself lying on the bed. He rubbed
his temples, feeling groggy, and opened his eyes. Diana was sitting on the
edge of the bed, but Jessica was nowhere to be seen.

"How are you feeling ?" Diana asked anxiously.

"I'm, er, ok I guess. Where's Jessica ?"

"She's gone home, she was a bit shaken by what happened. She told me all about
it." John wondered about this last statement. Had Jessica really told Diana
what she had done to him ? Somehow he doubted it.

"So, what did she tell you ?" John asked, a little anxiously.

"It's ok honey, I'm not mad. She told me how you had begged and pleaded with
her to be placed inside her bra, between her big firm breasts, and that it was
too much for you. I understand honey, really I do. You always had a breast
fixation, and now at your size they must be so overwhelming to you, so
formidable, so irresistible. You can't control yourself, I understand, and I'm
going to make everything alright.

As she was saying this Diana started to unbutton her shirt, revealing the lacy
white bra underneath. Slowly she unfastened the bra strap, her gaze never
leaving John for a second, holding him rapt like a cat with a mouse.

As her bra came off and Diana's massive breasts cam into view, John gave a
gasp as he gazed upon her. She was even bigger than he remembered.

Slowly she positioned herself over him so that her left breast was above him,
its size far eclipsing his tiny body. "Look John, you're so small, I think my
nipple will soon be bigger than you", Diana smirked.

She lowered her breast until her nipple was almost upon him. "This is what you
want isn't it John, you want me to crush you with my big firm tit."

John shook his head but Diana carried on regardless. He raised his arms to try
and hold her off, but as she lowered her breast onto him the weight was simply
too much and it pushed his weak arms down pinning them underneath its enormous
mass. John disappeared completely beneath Diana's all conquering breast.
"Shall I let you feel its full weight John, do you think you could handle it
?" Diana asked, a far away look in her eyes. A muffled sound came from beneath
her. John was clearly having trouble breathing. Diana allowed more of her
weighty left breast onto John and felt him squirming like a bug beneath her
sensitive skin. Her nipple grew to its full erect size and she felt it press
him firmly into the mattress. She groaned as she realized her aroused nipple
was crushing him, which only served to excite her even more.

Diana allowed the full weight of her breast onto him and his struggles ceased.
She wondered what it must feel like for him, helpless, beneath his gargantuan
wife's breast, totally at her mercy.

She lifted herself off him and as she did so was amused to see that he was
stuck to her tit. Diana peeled him off and placed him gently on the mattress,
giving him a kiss. It would be four hours before John would regain
consciousness, his ribs bruised and tender at the crushing he had received
from his wife.

The next day John woke to find that he couldn't move his arms or legs, he was
stuck on what seemed like a giant piece of fly paper.

"Oh hi honey, you're awake, I've been waiting for you." John craned his neck
and saw Diana looming over the bed, topless, her bosom blocking his view of
her pretty face.

"I decided to bring you to work with me today because it's not safe for you to
stay at home, and Jessica can't be trusted with you anymore. So you're coming
with me."

With that Diana lifted the masking tape that held John fast and stuck it
across her right nipple so that John was facing her breast. He was pinned
tightly against her massive nipple which rubbed against him. At his size it
would have been possible for him to sit astride her nipple, it was so large
compared to him.

For John the feeling was amazing, he was helpless and immobile, pinned tightly
against his wife's mighty breast, his torso trapped against her nipple. Diana
turned to face the mirror and looked at her reflection, and smiled at what she
saw - her tiny husband plastered against her massive breast, trapped by the
tape against her nipple which was almost as large as he was.

She then slipped on her sports bra and fastened it, admiring herself as she
did so. Instinctively he tried to move his hips backwards and forwards in a
rutting motion, but her bra held him too tightly and he couldn't move at all.

"Hmmm, I'm not sure, there's a small bulge, I think we need to disguise you a
bit more. How is it for you honey ?"

A faint muffled sound came from her bra, hardly audible at all. "What's that
hon, you'll have to speak up, I can't hear you."

Diana removed her sports bra, and peeled off the tape holding John,
repositioning him on the underside of her breast where he wouldn't be noticed.

Diana then replaced her sports bra, and glanced at her reflection. Satisfied,
she slipped on her sweatshirt, and turned to leave the house.

"It'll be our ‘little' secret honey, just you and me, so close", she confided.
"I've only got four aerobics sessions today, so you'll be nice and safe and
snug in my bra while mommy takes her class, and then afterwards I'm gonna give
you a nice warm bath."

Diana thought she heard a muffled scream but couldn't be sure.

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