Mike Enjoys His New Life as a Little Man!

Mike woke up slowly as his room light was cut on, but he kept his eyes closed and listened to Aunt Brenda moving around as he enjoyed the last seconds of his comfy, warm bed. Some weeks had already passed when Mike shrunk to three inches tall. Even though it was a shock in the beginning, both got used to the new dynamic fairly quickly, and Mike’s choice for a bed was where Brenda kept her panties. The first thing Mike saw every day when he woke up was Brenda hovering over him as she opened the drawer. Still drowsy, Mike smiled at her and stretched his arms and legs while yawning. Brenda smiled back, and once he finished stretching, she lowered her hand until it was right next to him so he could climb on it. Brenda asked him how his night was and if he had slept well. After climbing onto her palm and sitting right in the middle, Mike answered her questions and asked them back to her. As Brenda walked to her vanity bench, she answered him and brought her hand right next to her face so Mike could fondly kiss her cheek and rub his face on her cheek. Brenda sat down slowly on the chair in front of the mirror so there weren’t any unexpected bumps along the way. Then, just as carefully, she landed her hand on the dresser and waited for Mike to slide down. Mike happily walked to the ring stand in the middle of the dresser. He grabbed the first ring and stepped back to her hand, now facing down, her fingers hovering on the surface so Mike could slide the ring down her finger. Doing this was one of the best parts of their routine for Mike, putting the rings on her fingers every morning. He liked how the rings shone differently under the lights and how cold each metal felt on his hands. Also, each ring had a different weight, texture, and even the rate at which they got warmer with contact with his skin and Brenda’s. Mike, by now, could almost tell which ring it was only by touching it. One ring was silver and silky smooth, while another had tiny crystals around it. She had a ring that looked like a golden braid with a couple of diamonds spread along. As he slid each ring into her fingers, he enjoyed seeing the ring get tighter on her finger, transversing over her knuckles and snuggly resting at the base of her fingers. Once all the rings Brenda wanted were on, she thanked Mike for his help, and while putting her hearings on, she told Mike that she had some errands to do. Brenda placed her hand on the dresser again so Mike could climb up, and instead of putting him in her purse, which was usually his place, she put him in her bra. She explained how cold it was outside and that he would feel warmer and cozier if he stayed between her breasts. Mike snuggled between them and smiled happily, knowing it would be a good day.

Aunt Brenda

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