Once Shy, always Shy...

[Hand-Holder]

Once Shy, always Shy...

(Zero AI on this one)


It was all done and it hadn´t been easy... But what now ???

Many plans, much creativity and many adjustments were put into action until young Mikey finally could now literally see His wildest fantasy come true...

She was wearing one of her most beautiful teacher outfits, also srhunken and matched perfectly to her new 6.5 inch size. Miss Andrea still ignores completely who, why and how she ended up trapped in a small glass aquarium, now a giant and tall glassy room to her, allowing to see how massively disproportional all her office grew and spread around and over that solid display trap, and finally she doesn´t even suspect that the only enclosure wall that is not transparent consists off a one way glass, just not on the side of her overwhelmed eyes...

Mikey went thorough so much planning, complications and setups, culminating in the present situation, having His heart now pounding wild with success on His still unrested chest, that the last thing He prepared for was "What Now" ???

While he leans down in front of His little living prize, late night on a Friday, when He knows no one will come until Monday early cleanings, He notices how that tiny Miss Andrea is still in awe and probably utter denial, talking loud to herself, moving frantically, either in ridiculous circles or trying to push down the crystal clear glass walls, thick and solid...

It was mostly due to Him being so shy but equally so obsessed about His beautiful young teacher, that He managed to get to where He and she are right now, an apparently impossible lusty dream come true... But what seamed to ensure He was now in full control of the situation and free to exert that power at will, to do with Miss Andrea whatever He wanted and exactly how He wanted, all was far from being enough for Mikey to make His move andd take the next step...

The one way glass wall of that tiny-giant cage is the only thing separating Mikey from finally revealing himself, allowing the beautiful teacher to know who brought her into this fantastic impossible but very real predicament, confronting her and than proceeding into playtime, a playtime he fantasized for weeks, but nevertheless a playtime that would revolt, scare and humiliate Miss Andrea every single step of the way it was planed to be enjoyed...

Mikey´s shy nature always took the best, so even in this complete freedom and power reversal paradise, it was still taking the best, because facing and being faced by the beautiful teacher, than forcing His lust on her little helpless person, was still very much a confrontational challenge... She could speak, shout, protest, throw at His face how disappointed and revolted she would be every second she spent in His mischievous hands...

So while Mikey noticed she was getting more slow and calm, maybe somehow resigned with her faith and no answers, He clang to the fact that the one way view wall was the only thing ensuring hell would not brake loose inside His mind...

The more Miss Andrea calmed and posed downwards, at her empty and giant glassy prison, the more Mikey´s heart pounded and His face warmed and got red...

He could just walk away and let things develop by themselves... Someone would find her on Monday and help her out from than and on, maybe He could just drop some water and food, allowing only His gigantic hand to momentarily show from above when doing it, than retiring completely from that whole equation, getting back to His regular role, the secret, discrete and unsuspected adoration for Miss Andrea during classes...

It was all done and it hadn´t been easy... But what now ???

[Rusco57]

You're off to a good start, hopefully you'll follow up with more of this potentially interesting story.

[DocRick]

Put on a mask to conceal your identity (of course, don't speak) or put on one of the headlamp and turn off the lights. The mask or the light will prevent her from seeing your face so on Monday, she'll have no clue who was "manhandling" her, but you'll have the memories of the fantasy forever.

[Hand-Holder]

Put on a mask to conceal your identity (of course, don't speak) or put on one of the headlamp and turn off the lights. The mask or the light will prevent her from seeing your face so on Monday, she'll have no clue who was "manhandling" her, but you'll have the memories of the fantasy forever.

I have thought about the mask, but the light seams very interesting because given Mikey´s giant size it can be distributed only around the playground area... But maybe Mikey can´t resist bringing her close to His face, for... For several interesting reasons...

[Hand-Holder]

Miss Andrea was not exactly at her best pose, feeling disoriented and desperately resigned, but nevertheless she was as beautiful as ever, with her clothes perfectly shrunk along with her...

Mikey knew, somehow, He could not give up on such a beautiful little living toy, because never ever, by any chance, He would be able to be in such a situation of total control and power...

He admired her figure, not just as a woman but as a female teacher, His dream teacher...

Dressed in a fitted charcoal gray pencil skirt that hugged her curves tastefully, she paired it with a crisp white blouse, buttoned up to her neck. Her chestnut hair cascaded down her shoulders in soft waves, framing her heart-shaped face. Andrea's almond-shaped hazel eyes were framed by long lashes, and her lips were painted a subtle shade of pink, giving her a professional yet approachable aura. Her attire was completed with a pair of black suede pumps, their pointed toes adding a touch of sophistication to her ensemble...

Mikey opened a box, thank God he had prepared himself for any other sudden turn of events... Not that what He pulled out from it was exactly prepared for the actual reason He needed it now, but because He faced so many variables and had to improvise so much that it seamed very appropriate to bring along some stuff, specially this perfect shield against His utter shyness - A fully adjustable and very much complete black mask, allowing only for the eyes to bee uncovered, nothing else from neck to hair...

Many students had brown eyes and the mask apertures were so small that only the the iris and pupils would be visible, no way Miss Andrea could have a hint on who was behind, a freedom that was also reinforced by the fact that, if the teacher was taken close to Mikey´s face, she would have a very hard time to glance the whole of it, so widespread it would be in it´s giant presence...

[Hand-Holder]

Despite the lights on her office being on, a sudden shadow loomed over the little teacher, followed swiftly by the grotesque vision of what seamed like a gigantic shaped statue, made of rugged rubber, all generously covered by the intricate details that resemble human skin, just much closer and bigger, laid out endlessly around the expanded shapes...

What really startled her more was the fact that all that grotesque and massive shape, coming down and filling all her prison space, was as lively and articulated as a real human hand would be...

As the little teacher swiftly leans backwards, desperately against the hard glassy wall, trying to get a grip on it with her tiny desperate arms, hands and fingers, all wide spread and frantic, Mikey was trying to make it all right on his very first time... The very first and magical time he was going to hold a 6.5 inches living doll in his hand, completely unsure on how much pressure would be enough to get a good hold on her and how much pressure would be too much to somehow hurt her tiny beautiful teacher-clothed figure...

Humans have a natural tendency to quickly adapt when they really care... We all, sooner or later, must hold a newborn bird fallen from the nest or a delicate crunchy chocolate figure we don´t want to break for now, so the same principle applied to Mikey as he started to get a hold of Miss Andrea with his very excited, barely shaking, but very purposed hand...

Although her brain would still not accept the obvious reality she was facing, right in front of her unwilling perception, each fraction of a second would bring instant confirmations of what she was actually going through, one sensation after the other, in a cruel cascade of facts, impossible to deny... Four gigantic fingers were lined up steadily, side by side, shaping a slightly curved palisade of rugged living flesh poles, and all were pushing together their way between her figure and the glassy wall, shoving her helpless backs away from the hard surface, sliding grotesquely, more and more and then distinctively encircling and enclosing on her figure, right between her armpits, rugged, tremendously powerful, warm and alive, even barely pulsating all around...

Despite some relative freedom she could still feel in front of her, due to the massive push on her backs, shoulders and waist, quickly things took a turn, as a single but much larger giant thumb soon conter-attacked lonely and inhumanly against her belly, completing a grotesque enclosing of her whole body, now almost fully surrounded from behind and powerfully pinned at the front...

Ignoring completely the whole picture and still unaware of her new exact condition, Miss Andrea was just experiencing things in short bits, each second felt with the utter intensity of only the present, so overwhelming were all this emerging enormities were imposed on her, causing her only to guess the next second ahead, witch was now presented to her as the possible continuation of the giant gripping, up to a point she would be squeezed to death and shattered apart in imaginable ways, but very real ones soon to manifest...

But the gigantic imposing human hand, completely understood now by Miss Andrea´s many senses, including a very faint sweaty moist smell, slowly stopped her grotesque enclosing on her. She was now squeezed all around her torso by what felt as too warm, to rugged and too cruel, a gigantic living hand embrace and disproportional domination... What most terrified her was the portion of this manifestation that she managed not only to feel, but also to see, that gigantic human thumb pressing its round massive tip against her delicate belly, over her blouse but right under her chest, revealing some human youth on the overall soft appearance, offering a close view of all its massive details, the endless nail, caped over the finger, and the uneven skin connecting the harsh nail surface to the rest of the finger...

Than, when it all seamed to slow and she could finally allow her mind to start making some kind of sense of this impossible situation, a sudden new pushing was imposed all around her delicate frame, causing her oppressive enclosure to squeeze on her, lively and warmer from all sides, just a bit more than it seamed now possible to bare... With renewed panic she finally managed to realize what was happening exactly, no matter how impossible it all was, she finally conceded her brain and articulations to gather a proper instinctive response to all of it: the utter panic, total uncertainty and domination over helplessness, they were long asking for it...

She started squirming the most she could, but the desired reaction the followed from her four limbs and torso was not in accordance to what she expected, so constrained she was that she couldn´t even really squirm at all, pressed inside that grotesque manifestation, a powerful gigantic human hand... Than it became clear that this last squeeze was not made to finally squish her to oblivion, faster than she would feel it, but instead it was meant to one final grip insurance, allowing for the next incredible event to cascade upon her senses, a sudden unison push upwards on all of her, not developing in a linear motion, but suddenly developing in speed and dizziness, making her dangling legs and arms loose all will, dangling outwards apart, as all of her was rushed carelessly into an endless vertigo, into a higher position, from where she could realize, in the idst of her unbalance and motion sickness, how gigantically spread apart and how real her whole office was now...

Mikey had finally grabbed his prize for good, Miss Andrea was now in his hand... She was now literally and not just circumstantially, at his mercy, fully and undeniably at his disposal, his momentary slave and property, the sexy dressed, very little and very real, powerless and helpless for the very first time in life, favorite teacher living toy !!!