HGlock SM - Peeper.pdf (263 PCS) (2026)

Jack had always had an unhealthy obsession with his wife's sister, Fiona. The petite blonde was his fantasy, and he spent every spare moment imagining her curves, her scent, the way her voice made him weak in the knees. For years, he'd watched her from afar, hiding in the shadows, and now, with his latest invention - a shrink ray - finally within reach, he saw his chance to get closer. In his dimly lit workshop, surrounded by wires, gears, and flickering neon lights, Jack worked tirelessly to perfect the device. His mind raced with the possibilities. Once shrunk, he could explore Fiona's world up close, learn her every move, and eventually, win her affections. The thought sent a shiver down his spine. The day of the big reveal arrived. With a deep breath, Jack activated the shrink ray, feeling the strange tingling sensation as his body diminished to a mere inch tall. He was finally ready to enter Fiona's life undetected. Slipping into his tiny, specially designed flight suit, Jack set off for his sister-in-law's house, careful to avoid detection. He landed on the windowsill just as Fiona emerged from the shower, water droplets glistening on her flawless skin. Jack's eyes widened as he took in the sight before him. Without hesitation, he fumbled with his suit's zipper, freeing his hardening cock. Lost in the moment, Jack began to stroke himself, imagining Fiona's hands on him instead. He moaned softly, bringing himself closer to climax when he felt a sudden tap on his shoulder. Startled, Jack looked up to see Fiona standing over him, a look of shock and disgust on her face. "What the hell are you doing here, you pervert?" she spat, her voice trembling with rage. Jack tried to explain, but his words were cut off as Fiona grabbed a nearby towel, wrapping it around her body. She glared at him, her eyes flashing with a mix of fear and defiance. "You're going to pay for this," she warned, before storming off to fetch something from another room. Panic set in as Jack realized his predicament. He was trapped, exposed, and at Fiona's mercy. Moments later, she returned, a mischievous glint in her eye. She snatched up his tiny flight suit, holding it up like a trophy.

"You're my new plaything, Jack," she declared, her voice low and sultry. "And you're going to do exactly as I say."

As the days passed, Jack found himself locked away in a customized cage in Fiona's bedroom. His tiny body was at her disposal, and she made full use of it. She would thrust him into her mouth, giggling as he tickled her tongue with his minuscule cock. She'd dunk him in her bathtub, watching with a twisted grin as he bobbed up and down, his dick twitching with every wave. But the most degrading treatment of all was when Fiona would force him to serve her feet. She'd prop her soles up on a velvet footstool, and Jack would crawl out to worship them, licking and sucking each toe with reverence. The smell of her feet, the taste of her salty skin, became his world. As the months turned into years, Jack resigned himself to his fate. He was Fiona's sex toy, her tiny plaything, and he would spend the rest of his days pleasuring her in every way imaginable. The shrink ray, once his ticket to a closer relationship, now seemed a cruel joke. All he could do was submit to his sister-in-law's whims, and hope that someday, she might spare him a kind word or gentle touch amidst the endless degradation. But deep down, Jack knew it was a futile wish. He was Fiona's possession now, a tiny, helpless creature at her mercy, and he would remain so forevermore...