Tiny Gym Instructor Gets, Extreme Face Sitting and Crush – Shrinking Fetish, Ass

She thought shrinking him would be enough… she was wrong. He used to be my gym instructor — arrogant, cocky, always watching me while I worked out. Staring at my body like he had any right. I could feel his eyes on my ass every time I bent over, on my tits when I did push-ups. So I took matters into my own hands. With a little magic… I made him small. Tiny. Barely the size of my thumb. I kept him in a glass cage on my nightstand, thinking that would be the end of it. “Stay out of trouble,” I told him. “And stop looking at me like that.” But he didn’t learn. He escaped. Every damn night. Sneaking out, crawling into my shoes, hiding in my socks, trying to get closer. I’d find him on my towel after my shower, trembling, staring up at me with those desperate, hungry eyes. Once, I caught him trying to climb my thigh while I was in bed the little pervert. So I gave him what he wanted. Attention. But not the kind he dreamed of. The next time I found him — tiny, shivering, pressed against my b