Wes locked the door and put down his pack. He rubbed his eyes, yawning.

“Another day, another dollar I guess,” he said as he took off his shoes and washed his hands. He didn’t love his job, but it paid the bills. He grabbed a beer from the fridge and made his way over to his computer. Sitting down, he opened his browser and started to check his emails. Amongst the junk was a message that his favorite content creator, Giantess Giulia, had posted another story to her Patreon.

“Ooh!” he said with a smile as he clicked through and read the latest chapter. It was the conclusion of a story where a college woman had shrunk her male friend incredibly small. The chapters portrayed the various fun that they had with each other over the course of his reduction. The content was very hot...that’s why he had become a patron after all. Sighing, he clicked on Giulia’s profile and brought up the messenger.

<Hey, loved the last chapter. Especially when she couldn’t grow him back.>

He had messaged her often, but she hadn’t been replying recently since she was on vacation. They often discussed the content of her stories and other shrinking ideas. Wes was a huge fan of Giantesses and Shrunken Men, and he appreciated how polite yet dominating she could be during discussions.

<Hey! Thanks!> 

He looked at the screen with surprise. He hadn’t expected a response, but was happy to see she was online.

<Hey! How was vacation?>

He waited a few moments and another reply appeared.

<It was great! Had a nice time on the beach. My only regret was not having a little foot pet around to complete the experience haha!>

Wes felt a tingle in his spine as he read her message. She was hitting on a personal fantasy of his.

<Yea...you should have taken me then.>

She didn’t reply right away. He had often hinted to her that he wanted to be her pet and she usually enjoyed the idea. Still, this time he was slightly concerned he might have pressed too far when the computer beeped again.

<So tempting! You really like the idea of being my little pet, huh?>

He smiled. <I think it would be fun to be your tiny pet.>

<You’re so quick to agree to be shrunk. How do you know I wouldn’t be a cruel Mistress?>

He thought a moment before typing his response.

<The way I see it, you said you wanted a pet. And when people get a pet, it’s to love and take care of said pet. You don’t get a pet if you want to do it harm. If you said you wanted a toy, then I would be worried. People don’t always take good care of their toys.>

There was no response for close to five minutes. He was about to text her again when her message appeared on the screen.

<That’s an interesting analysis with a lot of truth to it I think. You would really agree to leave everything behind and become my little pet?>

Wes thought for a moment. He would have to give up all he had: his apartment, his job, his life...all to become a tiny little thing completely at the mercy of this woman he had met online. Taking a deep breath, he typed.

<Yes, I would. I would love to.>

A few minutes later she responded one last time.

<Okay, I hope you don’t think this is weird but...I think we can make that happen. Let me look into something and I will get back to you tomorrow….>

Wes texted back but received no response. He went to bed, thinking about how nice but strange her last comment was. He knew that people sometimes lived in owner/pet relationships, especially since the invention of the shrink ray, but although he teased her about being her pet, he never thought that it was something that could come to pass.

He had no idea that their relationship would soon be changing quite drastically.