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Shira knew what shi was doing. At least, that's what shi hoped. Given that shi was the owner of - and best trick at - the brothel of mages, it was a given that shi encountered new situations every night. Everyone wanted to have hir, yet at the price shi commanded, few could afford to do so. That was quite effective at weeding out the creepy types; at worst, shi'd end up as the plaything of some old, impotent noble who wanted to experience carnal pleasures once more and hir magic would enable them to fuck like a hormone-crazed teenager for the night.

So when Theo came in and seemed to be a perfectly normal, well-adjusted individual, Shira raised an eyeridge. Hir magic did not come cheap and none came seeking the services of hir kind without something specific and exotic in mind. The ice dragoness wasn't a fool; shi knew everyone wanted something. "What can I do for you, sir?" shi said, respectfully yet mischievously. At just two inches tall, the minidragoness would have been hard to see if shi weren't sitting on the edge of the desk, but from there hir iridescent scales glistened and hir magically-amplified voice carried easily to the lion sitting in front of hir.

"Shrink me," Theo said, without skipping a beat, "So I can take you more easily." The request was unusual, but not unique, as Shira had previous experience with size-changing magic and the unusual lovemaking it allowed. It wasn't even the first time someone wanted to mount hir and such requests were becoming more common as the number of dragons willing to tolerate other species dwindled. Hir curvaceous form only increased the temptation, as shi was quite well-proportioned. The lion was not lacking in appearance either, though; Shira couldn't quite place his origins, but he could easily have his pick of the ladies. It just seemed he was in the mood for something a bit more unusual.

"Just how small do you wish to be, my feline friend?" Shira mused, "Size is always relative, of course. What you consider small would still be dangerously large to me. What I consider small you likely couldn't even see. Tell me, Theo, just what size do you wish to be shrunk to?"

With an ever-broadening grin, Theo simply lifted a paw and brought two fingers together until they touched. The message was clear: he wanted to be as small as the dragoness could make him. It was risky, but shi'd done potentially lethal things to clients in the past and, in every such instance, the sheer volume of magical energy was enough to sustain life through the impossible. "Strip," Shira commanded, "Then climb onto the desk with me. I see no reason to even leave the office if all you want is to see the world from a new perspective." Even as shi continued speaking, Theo started to remove his clothing, gently setting it into the chair he had sat in. As soon as he was naked, the lion climbed onto the desk and onto his fours.

"Good, good," Shira purred, starting to weave hir spell. Hir wings shimmered with color, glowing steadily brighter as shi prepared to reduce his size. Given hir ability to draw energy out of air and use it at will, shi had an unparalleled ability to do what shi wished, regardless of how impossible it seemed. Thus, when shi flapped hir wings and energy started flowing into the lion, his size dwindled rather quickly. Each flutter reduced his size by nearly an eighth, bringing him steadily lower to the desk. The dragoness had to move out from beneath him after a few moments, but shi didn't stop until he was just six inches tall, barely triple hir size. He couldn't get off the desk now without help, leaving him effectively trapped with the herm.

From here, the dragoness' body did all the talking; shi got onto all fours hirself and raised hir tail, grinning back at the diminutive lion. Theo, for his part, wasted no time in running toward hir. Though he wasn't hugely endowed, he was quite thick, which made the dragoness feel that much tighter. Both groaned as the tight, slick flesh gripped Theo's shaft. Being an ice dragoness, the herm's slit was oddly cold, but that just drew more blood to the lion's length and further increased his sensitivity. He bottomed out in hir before he could push the entirety of his shaft inside, though, causing him to grumble disapprovingly. "Smaller," he said.

With a grin, Shira responded by simply rubbing hir wings against him, which allowed the energy to transfer even more efficiently. In a mere second, his size was halved again, allowing him to slide the rest of his shaft into the herm. In response, shi ground hir hips against his, hir wetness soaking into his fur, while his pre helped warm hir body. Slowly, but steadily, shi rocked against him, shifting hir body to allow him to enter hir at a different angle every time. But shi also knew that he wanted to be smaller still and continued to weave hir magic; with every thrust, another fraction of an inch dropped from the lion's height, allowing hir to pull him more tightly to hir body.

Once Theo was down to hir size, Shira slid out from under him and rolled the cat over, allowing hir to playfully loom over him. Shi crouched down over his face, rubbing hir slit against his nose to intoxicate the male with hir scent, driving him into a mad lust. Satisfied that the lion wasn't going to stop until he'd achieved at least one orgasm, shi slid down his body until shi was straddling his length and pushed it into hir once more. With hir on top, shi could simply squeeze him with hir thighs, ensuring that he filled hir completely.

Even now, Shira continued to shrink the feline, who squirmed as he looked ever further up at hir. Each thrust went deeper into Shira's body. Each moment made hir tower ever-further above him. Each second shi rode him harder, using him more as a toy for hir own pleasure than simply treating him as a client. Shi knew he wanted it, evidenced particularly by the thick stream of precum that flowed into hir cunt. He was only half hir size now, but on the verge of climax as he shuddered with need. Shira used hir tail to lift up his lower body, then curled hir legs around his hips and forced him into hir completely, causing him to cry out and release his seed. As he squirted into hir, the herm simply kept his shaft fully inside hir, allowing him to paint the slippery walls with cum until he was completely spent.

Having satisfied the lion, Shira pulled off his body, lying next to him as he tried to recover. "Was that good enough for you?" shi mused, gently licking his nose. Though he grinned, he had only one thing to say:

"Smaller."

It wasn't entirely unexpected, though this was the smallest shi'd made anyone in quite some time. Much smaller than this and there would be risks from even passing air currents; he weighed less than a gram at this size. But, as the cliché goes, the customer is always right. Just in case, Shira began to prepare a revival spell before shi continued to reduce the lion's size. Theo purred and knew he was getting his wish. He lied on his back and motioned for the dragoness to ride him again, a request shi was more than happy to fulfill.

As the lion became smaller, he found himself subject to the dragoness' whims. While he previously could simply thrust into hir, he soon found himself so small that he was completely covered by hir hips and pinned to the table beneath hir body. A few moments later, he was engulfed by hir slit, covered in hir juices, surrounded by hir scent, and shivered from the chill. He was able to stay beneath hir for a brief time, but shi soon pushed him into hir body, allowing hir tight walls to encase his furry form. Shi took great care not to crush him, but as he became smaller the dragoness squeezed tighter, until he was so tiny that he simply became stuck to hir inner walls. He was less than a millimeter in height now and, as shi spread hir legs to allow in light, he saw the micro-herm's glistening blue slit spread before him like a cathedral.

This was as small as shi wanted to make the lion, but as shi tried to cast a stop-magic spell, shi found it ineffective upon the lion. Nervously, shi tried again, putting as much energy as shi could into the magic, but even that was useless and he continued to shrink. Even a growth spell seemed useless; nothing shi did could stop his size from being sapped away. Hir magic would only work on willing subjects, though: did the lion truly want to continue this madness? There was nothing shi could do for him now, though; he was smaller than the tip of hir talon and there was nothing else shi could use to retrieve him from inside hir body. Shira knew that all shi could do for him now was give the lion a show by pleasuring hirself.

With nothing left in effect but Shira's shrinking and protection spells, the lion found himself falling ever-further into the dragoness. His body's cells both shrank and disappeared in perfect proportion; his mass was converted into the energy needed to sustain his existence. He found himself washed over with the herm's fluids as shi fingered hirself, mired in the thick goo that trapped him to the inner walls of hir cunt. Breathing was difficult, not least of which because his small size reduced the amount of space in his airways, but every breath lasted much longer as his body used the air more efficiently.

Once he passed beneath the notice of even the micro-dragoness, things became increasingly weird for the shrinking male. He could start to feel the individual cells that made up the herm's body, giving hir an increasingly rough texture. The once-slippery fluid started to feel like hail, as molecules became noticeable. Breathing was forgotten; his body was running on something other than oxygen, now that O2 itself was too large for him to inhale. His shrinking accelerated as well; he soon fell into the orbit of an atom, too large for him to identify what he was. The herm's body had absorbed him now, not that Shira had any idea what was going on, and the once-noble lion was now twirling around with subatomic particles.

The very components of the universe were laid before him now, as even quarks were now huge compared to Theo, but there was nobody for him to tell. He would never be seen again.