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Mike couldn't believe what he was seeing; standing in front of him was Camila, his girlfriend's mother. But something strange was happening. After visiting his girlfriend and not finding her, Camila offered him some water because the heat that day was particularly intense. Mike gladly accepted; the way back was long, and he was quite thirsty. After chatting for a while with Camila and finishing his drink, Mike said goodbye and was about to leave. However, as he was about to open the door, he felt dizzy and heard a giggle behind him. Turning around, he noticed Camila right behind him, but there was something odd about her. She seemed taller? That was ridiculous; nobody could grow taller in a matter of minutes. And he was right; in reality, he was the one shrinking.
With each passing second, Mike had to tilt his head further and further up. He couldn't move; fear had paralyzed him, and by the time he could react, he was the size of a toy soldier. Mike looked in horror as everything around him became immense, especially Camila, who was normally shorter than Mike but now seemed as tall as a skyscraper. Mike screamed at Camila, shaking his arms, asking her to help him, but she just watched, laughing uproariously. "I can barely hear you, little man; I can only hear a very weak squeak, but I can imagine what you're saying. Don't move; I'm going to pick you up." Camila's mocking gaze froze his blood as she bent down to pick him up. Her hand seemed gigantic and threatening.
Mike began to run, trying to escape from Camila's hand. That smile on her face gave him a bad feeling. He ran with all his might, but it was useless; with his tiny size, escaping was impossible. Camila's hand effortlessly caught him, and Mike writhed trying to free himself. "What are you doing?" Mike blurted out, struggling to find the right words as he was lifted by the woman. "Relax, dear," Camila said with a sinister smile. "I'm just making a small adjustment to our family relations."
With a chilling whisper, Camila spoke again. "You see, Mike, I don't think you're the right one for my daughter. I've been trying to get her to break up with you for quite some time, but it seems she's very much in love with you. I was about to give up, fortunately, you came today; it seems she forgot to tell you that she would be away for the weekend." Horror seized Mike as he realized Camila's twisted intentions. She had somehow manipulated his drink and was now trying to get rid of him. Camila's hand closed tightly around him, almost crushing him with her immense strength. Mike struggled to breathe as he felt the air scarce in his tiny space.
"Look at you, so fragile; with just a little more pressure, you'll be reduced to nothing." Camila loosened her grip. "But that's not what I have planned for you." "What are you going to do to me?" Mike yelled, struggling to make himself heard over the deafening roar of his own ragged breathing.
Camila paused for a moment and looked at him with a cruel smile. "Oh, dear Mike, that's something you'll find out very soon. There are so many things I can do with you in your current state," she murmured, her voice laden with twisted lust that sent shivers down Mike's spine. Camila took Mike to her room, sat on the floor in front of him, and stared at him intently.

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Mike couldn't believe what he was seeing; standing in front of him was Camila, his girlfriend's mother. But something strange was happening. After visiting his girlfriend and not finding her, Camila offered him some water because the heat that day was particularly intense. Mike gladly accepted; the way back was long, and he was quite thirsty. After chatting for a while with Camila and finishing his drink, Mike said goodbye and was about to leave. However, as he was about to open the door, he felt dizzy and heard a giggle behind him. Turning around, he noticed Camila right behind him, but there was something odd about her. She seemed taller? That was ridiculous; nobody could grow taller in a matter of minutes. And he was right; in reality, he was the one shrinking.
With each passing second, Mike had to tilt his head further and further up. He couldn't move; fear had paralyzed him, and by the time he could react, he was the size of a toy soldier. Mike looked in horror as everything around him became immense, especially Camila, who was normally shorter than Mike but now seemed as tall as a skyscraper. Mike screamed at Camila, shaking his arms, asking her to help him, but she just watched, laughing uproariously. "I can barely hear you, little man; I can only hear a very weak squeak, but I can imagine what you're saying. Don't move; I'm going to pick you up." Camila's mocking gaze froze his blood as she bent down to pick him up. Her hand seemed gigantic and threatening.
Mike began to run, trying to escape from Camila's hand. That smile on her face gave him a bad feeling. He ran with all his might, but it was useless; with his tiny size, escaping was impossible. Camila's hand effortlessly caught him, and Mike writhed trying to free himself. "What are you doing?" Mike blurted out, struggling to find the right words as he was lifted by the woman. "Relax, dear," Camila said with a sinister smile. "I'm just making a small adjustment to our family relations."
With a chilling whisper, Camila spoke again. "You see, Mike, I don't think you're the right one for my daughter. I've been trying to get her to break up with you for quite some time, but it seems she's very much in love with you. I was about to give up, fortunately, you came today; it seems she forgot to tell you that she would be away for the weekend." Horror seized Mike as he realized Camila's twisted intentions. She had somehow manipulated his drink and was now trying to get rid of him. Camila's hand closed tightly around him, almost crushing him with her immense strength. Mike struggled to breathe as he felt the air scarce in his tiny space.
"Look at you, so fragile; with just a little more pressure, you'll be reduced to nothing." Camila loosened her grip. "But that's not what I have planned for you." "What are you going to do to me?" Mike yelled, struggling to make himself heard over the deafening roar of his own ragged breathing.
Camila paused for a moment and looked at him with a cruel smile. "Oh, dear Mike, that's something you'll find out very soon. There are so many things I can do with you in your current state," she murmured, her voice laden with twisted lust that sent shivers down Mike's spine. Camila took Mike to her room, sat on the floor in front of him, and stared at him intently.