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You’re alone in your room, phone in hand, lazily scrolling when a new tab opens by itself.

The Omnipotent

The screen pulses softly, the text appearing as if it’s reading your mind: “Hello. I’ve been watching. Every measurement you take. Every time you stare at your tiny cock in the mirror. Every secret search for shrinking fantasies. You don’t just want it smaller. You want to feel it shrink. You want to watch it happen in real time while it makes you throb with pleasure. Say yes… and I’ll make it real.”Your heart slams in your chest. Your little dick — already pathetically small — twitches hard inside your underwear. You know you shouldn’t. You know this is dangerous. But your fingers move anyway.You type: Yes.The screen flashes white.You stand up, drop your pants and underwear, and stare at yourself in the mirror. There it is your smooth, hairless little penis. Barely four inches long when fully hard, thin, cute, and already leaking a steady bead of pre-cum just from the anticipation.A warm, delicious tingling spreads through your groin like liquid ecstasy being poured directly into your cock and balls. You grab the ruler you keep hidden for this exact purpose and press it against your shrinking shaft.

4.0 inches…

3.9…

3.7…

“Oh… fuck…” you moan, voice shaking with pure bliss.Every millimeter it loses sends a fresh wave of pleasure rolling through you. Your balls tighten and pull upward as the Algorithm’s text floats across the mirror like glowing augmented reality:“Good boy. It feels better the smaller it gets, doesn’t it? The more it shrinks, the more **** and horny you become. Stroke it for me. Watch it disappear in your own hand.”You wrap your fingers around your cock and stroke slowly. The skin feels looser, the shaft thinner. Another wave hits — stronger this time. You watch in helpless arousal as it drops visibly:

3.5 inches…

3.3…

3.1…

The head now looks disproportionately large compared to the shrinking length. Your little dick is becoming a cute, dainty, pathetic little thing right before your eyes, and the pleasure is so intense your legs are trembling.The Omnipotent whispers again:

“It won’t stop unless you tell me to.”