The Dome of Pleasures

Returning home from work on Friday evening, Anna, as usual, took a hot shower and made some tea.

Then, yawning in a terry robe, she looked over papers related to her office affairs. How many more months would she have to waste on this before she finally got a promotion?!

More than anything in the world, except for extreme boredom, she hated mistakes in documents.

The tea had a strange aftertaste, but the girl thought she had just over-steeped it. Until she started feeling sleepy. Anna yawned again and stretched. And caught herself staring at her own breasts. For no apparent reason, arousal began to build within her,

and then she even discovered she was stroking her breasts with her hands. "What's wrong with me?" the girl asked herself. She had broken up with her lover a month ago, and maybe she just missed sex. "But why is it hitting me now?" she thought, unconsciously continuing to caress herself. Her breasts were small enough to be covered by her palm, but very sensitive. Smoothly sinking onto the couch, Anna lay on her back and began stroking her nipple. Soon she started moaning from the pleasure.

Lowering her hand, she found her vagina, discovering it was already wet with lubrication. Inserting first one finger, then a second, Anna moaned with desire and writhed on the couch. She was close to orgasm and discharged with it a few seconds later.

Thinking that would be enough for her, the girl tried to get up, but she felt dizzy and collapsed back down. Her eyelids became unbearably heavy and closed on their own despite all her efforts to open her eyes.

— Why do I feel so aroused and sleepy at the same time?" Anna wondered, unsuccessfully trying to gather her thoughts.

Unable to get up and crawl to her bed, the girl stayed on the couch, wrapped her robe around herself, and at that moment fell into a deep sleep.

Elena, who had been watching all this, had no idea how sexual the sight before her would be. Having sneaked into the apartment using a lockpick, she had slipped that very herb into the tea and hidden in the closet, from where she watched through the keyhole as Anna returned, took a sip of the "special" drink, and everything that happened afterward.

The potion worked. Peeking at the victim caressing herself on the couch, Elena was surprised by her own sensations. She was getting aroused along with Anna, warmth flaring between her legs. She had been warned she would start experiencing such feelings, but it happening for real caught the girl off guard. Watching Anna, Elena tried to ignore the suddenly awakened lesbian call, but the more she watched, the more insistently her pussy demanded attention. The girl simply couldn't sit still. Sliding her hand under her dress, she began fucking herself with her fingers, waiting for Anna to fall asleep and trying to calm down.

Emerging from the closet and creeping up to the soundly sleeping victim, Elena couldn't help but admire her. She was trembling all over, trying to cope with the surging desires. Just the thought of undressing Anna now acted like an aphrodisiac on her. She hadn't noticed this about herself before. Had she become a lesbian? Elena didn't believe it could really happen, but it seemed she would soon have to look for a *lover*. Throwing open the victim's robe and seeing her breasts up close, the girl trembled with excitement, feeling a desperate urge to fondle her right now. Kneeling by the couch, she began touching first one breast of her victim, then the other. Coping with her body's desires proved very difficult, but Elena managed to pull her hands away from Anna's breasts and, struggling to restrain herself from falling upon them again, began removing the victim's robe, simultaneously wanting to caress her and trying not to touch her body unnecessarily.

Desperately trying to distract herself from thoughts about how delicate Anna's hands were, and then everything else, Elena took off her robe, tossed it aside, and opened the window.

The fairies appeared in less than a minute. They must have been waiting somewhere nearby. First, rainbow glimmers flashed in the window. Against the backdrop of city lights, the shimmering was barely noticeable, and if Elena hadn't been watching specifically, she wouldn't have seen it, nor the strands of mist creeping into the room from the open window. They stretched in different directions, as if feeling the walls. Several of them found the couch with the sleeping Anna.

Thin, barely visible tendrils began climbing up the bed legs, sliding along the walls and ceiling. A little later, the winged fairy figures themselves appeared on the windowsill. Girls no taller than Elena's palm peeked in the window, then slipped inside timidly and cautiously, looking around. Glancing at their human friend, the tiny beauties silently fluttered into the room and began swirling in the air. The first fairy, dressed in a long blue skirt and a matching top, waved her hand to the others. A few more of her companions flew in through the window. And they swirled over the sleeping Anna, scattering barely noticeable sparks. The first ones faded in the air, but the next ones settled on the couch and the girl like shimmering rain.

The fairies' dance continued, and the sparks falling from them gradually increased. The winged beauties descended lower and swirled right above the couch. Elena tried to imagine what would happen now. She hadn't yet seen how the fairies managed to shrink a human woman to their size, but she well remembered what was revealed to her eyes when they trusted her and agreed to admit her.

Sinking into an armchair, she watched the dancing figures over Anna, who lay sprawled on the couch, and remembered their little world.

Elena had visited the fairy realm three times and had the chance to look at the Dome of Pleasures.

Most of all, it resembled a doll's palace under a dome made of special glass.

According to the fairies, it could accommodate up to five hundred inhabitants, but currently, the dome was less than one-tenth full. During that visit, Elena's gaze slid over the glass and marble buildings, from one room to another, amazed by what she saw.

Some of the captives slept alone, others in pairs; in several rooms, she could see three or four at once, lying in each other's arms. Others frolicked in the garden around the palace. And not a single girl inside was taller than twenty centimeters.

Elena's eyes followed as the naked, miniature little maidens played with each other and made love.

She was surprised that none of the dome's prisoners seemed bothered by being seen. After all, if you could look inside from outside through the glass, then the opposite was also true, right? Or not? Be that as it may, one couple lay in plain sight. The voluptuous girls meticulously licked each other's pussies, and Elena admired the sight more and more.

Shaking off the memories, she looked at Anna. The fairies hovered over her, their barely noticeable sparks glittering like golden sparkles, covering the entire couch and especially the sleeping girl's body, which had already begun to slowly shrink. If she had been about one hundred and seventy centimeters tall before, now she was no more than one hundred and fifty. Under the winged mini-beauties dancing in the air, Anna grew smaller and smaller, and still unconscious, was in a state of complete sexual satisfaction. Her fingers had penetrated her vagina, caressing herself from within. The girl tossed and turned in her sleep, and the fairies had to dodge her free hand from time to time.

After another couple of minutes, she was only one hundred and thirty centimeters tall, and the light of the fairy pollen contracted from the edges of the couch, shrinking along with her. Hypnotized by this sight, Elena desperately caressed herself, seeking at least some relief, striving to come while her cute Anna continued to shrink.

Inserting first one finger into her pussy, then a second, and a third, she rubbed her juice-dripping vagina with all her might. Leaning back in the armchair, Elena began moaning very naturally with pleasure as the fairies danced over the sleeping Anna, who had shrunk so much that she was now just under a meter tall. One bolder winged little one descended to her breast, stroking the nipple with both hands.

Others soon clung to the girl. The fairy in the blue skirt practically climbed into her shrinking pussy, which she continued to caress with her hand in her sleep. Elena watched in admiration. Anna shrank further. The tiny winged beauties slid off her as soon as she shriveled to seventy centimeters. Two of them stroked her breasts, several more held her arms and legs, and the last one played with her labia. The shimmering figures seemed like living toys on the couch, which was huge compared to them. One by one, the fairies rose into the air; Anna was becoming too small for them all to fit around her. She didn't become childlike. Shrunk to half a meter, she looked like a well-built twenty-year-old girl, just very small. As soon as she shriveled to the size of a palm, the fairies lifted her in their hands and flew up from the couch.

Gathering the shiny sparks of fairy pollen behind them, they flew out into the street with their prey in their hands. And only when the winged mini-maidens disappeared beyond the window did Elena finally experience an orgasm. Realizing she shouldn't waste time, the girl quickly gathered herself, removed all traces of her presence, closed the window after the departed fairies, and left the apartment, locking the door. When the police came here, alerted by Anna's disappearance, nothing would lead them to suspect that outsiders had broken into the house.

* * *

Waking up, Anna felt extremely aroused. Not realizing what she was doing, the girl lowered her hand to her vagina and began to caress herself. A moment later, she experienced an orgasm, and a little later, she opened her eyes. And found herself not in her own bed, nor on the couch where, as she remembered, a sudden sleep had overtaken her.

Getting up, she looked at her naked body, then at the room where she found herself. And realized she had nothing to wear; even the bed was unmade. She was close to panicking that a maniac-killer had kidnapped her. Although the room where she woke up didn't resemble a basement for holding victims: a cozy room made of greenish marble, or rather, plastic resembling marble and gold, a rather luxurious but somewhat dollhouse-like setting. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Anna realized she had changed a bit: her legs were longer, her waist thinner, her breasts larger, but not so much that she didn't recognize herself.

Suddenly, a door opened silently behind her, and three girls entered the room. The first stood out with a narrow blue top that revealed more than it concealed, a long skirt of the same color, and butterfly wings on her back. The other two were wingless and just as completely naked as Anna herself, but weren't bothered by it at all. They took the frightened girl by the hands and, not letting her cover herself, placed her before the winged one.

— Where am I?" she asked fearfully. "Who are you? What is this place? And where are my clothes?

— Hello, Anna. I hope your dreams were pleasant?" said the butterfly-woman, examining her naked body.

— Where am I?" the girl repeated. "Let me go! Right now!

Instead of answering, the wingless inhabitants of this place kissed her. Simultaneously. Anna didn't try to resist. They turned out to be so beautiful and... caring.

Together, they easily dragged her back onto the bed. Anna desperately felt embarrassed when the girls spread her legs apart, and she felt exposed.

And soon felt pleasure in her pussy as one began caressing her with her fingers. Anna had never imagined how pleasant female caresses could be. She tried to be ashamed that others were watching, told herself that same-sex sex was unnatural and disgusting, but her body was sure of the opposite. Anna, who found it increasingly difficult to focus, turned to the winged woman, who was still watching her.

* * *

Waking from a delightful orgasm that pierced her entire body, Anna cried out, convulsively squeezing her legs and the head of the beauty nestled between them. And immediately, catching herself, she released them. She still hadn't gotten used to it, even though this was already the third morning she had woken up under a girl's caresses. And each time a new one. Today's licker of her completely smooth pussy was younger than the first two, but just as amazingly beautiful.

— Who are you?" asked Anna, coming to her senses.

— Hi, sweetie. I'm Tina," the girl replied, sitting up.

Anna smiled, settling next to her. The innocent appearance of her current lover made her even more attractive. She touched the pert nipples of her new friend's breasts and gently squeezed them between her fingers.

— So large and tender," she marveled, continuing to play with Tina's breasts. "How old are you?

— I'll be twenty this year," replied her lover of the day.

Continuing to caress the girl, Anna discovered her own body beginning to respond. She remembered the winged mistress's words that later it would always be like this, and felt every particle of her being beginning to passionately desire sex immediately. "You will be forever consumed by desire. And you will enjoy it," the fairy had said during their last meeting. These thoughts made her moan with pleasure as Tina, in response, took her new friend's nipple into her mouth and began desperately sucking it.

— You have beautiful breasts too," she said, pausing for a second from sucking Anna. Anna was already caressing herself with a finger and managed to reply between moans.

— How I wish I had ones like yours!

— Yes... Anna. They weren't... always, ahhh, this big. Before, my tits were as small as yours, but when the fairies fixed me, they grew to this size in a week!

Anna calmed down, understanding she just needed to wait. Tina, also fucking herself, suggested they continue together, which Anna readily did.

Later, the lovers, both looking tired, discussed how they ended up in the dome.

Anna, for her part, said she had never experienced anything like it. She was simply curious.

They also recalled that they had been heterosexual before falling into the fairies' hands. Why were they now only attracted to their own sex? Anna told Tina she had never thought about kissing a girl before, let alone having sex with one. To which Tina replied with a smile that she felt the same. Now, passionately desiring each other and feeling how wonderful it was to lick and suck their lover-girlfriends, they wondered how the winged mistresses had managed to turn two normal women into complete lesbians. But they weren't worried about it, simply surrendering to love between themselves once again.

An hour later, Anna lay resting and trying to think. The fairies had definitely done something to her mind: she didn't even feel sadness remembering her family and friends. In fact, what was happening seemed cool to her.

— Anna, the mistress said you should come see her," Tina tugged her hand. "Let's go.

Walking down the corridor of the Dome of Pleasures, Anna felt her breasts swaying slightly, glanced at Tina's much larger tits, and felt slightly concerned that they didn't dress at all here. Catching her gaze, the girl replied that her tits were not only bigger but also firmer; they didn't need support, even at that size. It would be the same for Anna.

— Wonderful!" she replied. "I can't wait for them to grow.

And looked at Tina with envy again.