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Lucas Arnold, once one of the highest paid professional baseball players of the late 1990's, found himself entangled in a series of compromising predicaments after contracting the shrinking virus last year. The fifty-three year old retiree played Major League Baseball for nearly a decade before irrevocably tearing his ACL, earning hundreds of millions of dollars over his career. Over the years, Lucas trusted good financial advisers and he made several sound investments that helped him maintained a luxurious lifestyle for nearly 30 years. Plus, the former professional athlete developed a deep roster of extremely attractive women in every city where he once played; eventually choosing just two babes (each only twenty-one years old) who considered themselves lucky to be his main girlfriends as part of a thrupple - Olivia and Rosita.

Lucas, Olivia, and Rosita all lived together in the penthouse suite of a Cincinnati high-rise; enjoying a life of pleasure, shopping, fine dinning, and plenty of wild sex. However, things began to change when it became clear that Lucas was starting to slowly shrink. The shrinking was at first so gradual that the lovers thought it may have been osteoporosis instead of a slow acting variant of the shrinking virus. But one morning, the once lanky baseball player realized that he could suddenly look either of his statuesque girlfriends in the face at eye-level while standing. That's when it became painfully clear that he was infected, and that the shrinking was accelerating.

Over the course of the next few weeks, their whole relationship shifted dramatically as carefree afternoons of lovemaking were replaced with intense internet browsing for any information which could be helpful in reversing the effects of the virus. There were several online articles promoting promising treatments, from experimental drugs being tested at Universities to pills and tablets that could be purchased today; the later of which reflecting the hallmarks of a scam. As Lucas started to feel more hopeless about his prospects, he started to distance himself from his circle of support and cloister himself within the safety of his penthouse walls. Olivia and Rosita enabled their boyfriend's inclinations while supporting his isolating behavior; choosing instead to spend the athlete's money without having to be seen with him in public . . . a potentially embarrassing situation now that Lucas was barely waist height to either of them. Soon, Lucas Arnold's condition would be discovered by the press; exacerbating his embarrassment and driving the shrinking man further into hiding.

Olivia and Rosita would go on to screen all of his calls and further cut him off from the outside world, including his former teammates and even his own family. By the time Lucas was only a few inches tall, he was too depressed to realize that his much younger girlfriends' intentions had become malicious. He didn't realize that they were enabling his helplessness and using his team of lawyers and accountants to gain control of his bank accounts and acquire power of attorney over his business affairs. And by the time he finally realized what was happening, he was much too small to do anything about it; opting instead to play the role of the dutiful boyfriend who gives his girlfriends anything they want because he can afford it. A role that both women allowed him to play for a time, asking for permission before using his Amex Card and checking in with him when they were out partying. Of course, all three of them understood that they were each just pretending; putting on a performance which helped keep their relationship intact. . . a relationship that was becoming increasingly platonic as Lucas' sexual magnetism diminished along with his physical stature. In truth, neither woman was impressed by the once great athlete who was now no taller than one of their manicured pinky fingers. The former baseball player was once a master of seduction, but now he struggled to simply hold the attention of his girlfriends in conversation. Every interaction with his girlfriends became challenging for Lucas; even having his sexual needs met became a tedious transactional affair, instead of a spontaneous compulsion borne out of their primal desires. And yet, the ladies continued to demure to their boyfriend's authority while Lucas pretended that he could tell them "no".

However, this illusion of authority and paternity was finally shattered when Olivia and Rosita started to fall in love with each other, eventually foregoing any erotic urges towards their tiny former lover altogether.

Lucas found himself transformed from a mutual participant in frequent threesomes to an unwilling sex toy occasionally deployed when the giants made love to each other. They no longer pretended to be in a relationship with the tiny man. They were hot for each other and they did whatever they wanted to do. If they wanted to buy something, they'd take money from his account. If they wanted to have a man over, they'd invite a man over. If they wanted to go somewhere, they'd drop the little man in an open jar with a few slices of fruit and leave; sometimes not returning for days at a time. And if they needed a pair of tiny hands to reach those hard-to-reach spots during their sex sessions, they would pull his little ass from the back of their bedroom dresser. There Lucas spent most of his days waiting in silence, sleeping and humming to himself in the stale and cramped darkness of their dresser drawer; surrounded on all sides by lingerie, larger rubber dildos, and wrapped condoms intended for much bigger men.

This was his life now. It was just something he had to get used to.

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Alternative Version (w/ no spit)

Description

Lucas Arnold, once one of the highest paid professional baseball players of the late 1990's, found himself entangled in a series of compromising predicaments after contracting the shrinking virus last year. The fifty-three year old retiree played Major League Baseball for nearly a decade before irrevocably tearing his ACL, earning hundreds of millions of dollars over his career. Over the years, Lucas trusted good financial advisers and he made several sound investments that helped him maintained a luxurious lifestyle for nearly 30 years. Plus, the former professional athlete developed a deep roster of extremely attractive women in every city where he once played; eventually choosing just two babes (each only twenty-one years old) who considered themselves lucky to be his main girlfriends as part of a thrupple - Olivia and Rosita.

Lucas, Olivia, and Rosita all lived together in the penthouse suite of a Cincinnati high-rise; enjoying a life of pleasure, shopping, fine dinning, and plenty of wild sex. However, things began to change when it became clear that Lucas was starting to slowly shrink. The shrinking was at first so gradual that the lovers thought it may have been osteoporosis instead of a slow acting variant of the shrinking virus. But one morning, the once lanky baseball player realized that he could suddenly look either of his statuesque girlfriends in the face at eye-level while standing. That's when it became painfully clear that he was infected, and that the shrinking was accelerating.

Over the course of the next few weeks, their whole relationship shifted dramatically as carefree afternoons of lovemaking were replaced with intense internet browsing for any information which could be helpful in reversing the effects of the virus. There were several online articles promoting promising treatments, from experimental drugs being tested at Universities to pills and tablets that could be purchased today; the later of which reflecting the hallmarks of a scam. As Lucas started to feel more hopeless about his prospects, he started to distance himself from his circle of support and cloister himself within the safety of his penthouse walls. Olivia and Rosita enabled their boyfriend's inclinations while supporting his isolating behavior; choosing instead to spend the athlete's money without having to be seen with him in public . . . a potentially embarrassing situation now that Lucas was barely waist height to either of them. Soon, Lucas Arnold's condition would be discovered by the press; exacerbating his embarrassment and driving the shrinking man further into hiding.

Olivia and Rosita would go on to screen all of his calls and further cut him off from the outside world, including his former teammates and even his own family. By the time Lucas was only a few inches tall, he was too depressed to realize that his much younger girlfriends' intentions had become malicious. He didn't realize that they were enabling his helplessness and using his team of lawyers and accountants to gain control of his bank accounts and acquire power of attorney over his business affairs. And by the time he finally realized what was happening, he was much too small to do anything about it; opting instead to play the role of the dutiful boyfriend who gives his girlfriends anything they want because he can afford it. A role that both women allowed him to play for a time, asking for permission before using his Amex Card and checking in with him when they were out partying. Of course, all three of them understood that they were each just pretending; putting on a performance which helped keep their relationship intact. . . a relationship that was becoming increasingly platonic as Lucas' sexual magnetism diminished along with his physical stature. In truth, neither woman was impressed by the once great athlete who was now no taller than one of their manicured pinky fingers. The former baseball player was once a master of seduction, but now he struggled to simply hold the attention of his girlfriends in conversation. Every interaction with his girlfriends became challenging for Lucas; even having his sexual needs met became a tedious transactional affair, instead of a spontaneous compulsion borne out of their primal desires. And yet, the ladies continued to demure to their boyfriend's authority while Lucas pretended that he could tell them "no".

However, this illusion of authority and paternity was finally shattered when Olivia and Rosita started to fall in love with each other, eventually foregoing any erotic urges towards their tiny former lover altogether.

Lucas found himself transformed from a mutual participant in frequent threesomes to an unwilling sex toy occasionally deployed when the giants made love to each other. They no longer pretended to be in a relationship with the tiny man. They were hot for each other and they did whatever they wanted to do. If they wanted to buy something, they'd take money from his account. If they wanted to have a man over, they'd invite a man over. If they wanted to go somewhere, they'd drop the little man in an open jar with a few slices of fruit and leave; sometimes not returning for days at a time. And if they needed a pair of tiny hands to reach those hard-to-reach spots during their sex sessions, they would pull his little ass from the back of their bedroom dresser. There Lucas spent most of his days waiting in silence, sleeping and humming to himself in the stale and cramped darkness of their dresser drawer; surrounded on all sides by lingerie, larger rubber dildos, and wrapped condoms intended for much bigger men.

This was his life now. It was just something he had to get used to.

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Alternative Version (w/ no spit)