Krysta Berkhart
@krystaberkhart.bsky.social
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The shy, innocent girl who prattles on and on about her kinks and fantasies. Lots of size kink posts with the occasional thought about birds, houseplants, what I’m drinking, and The Moon. Still though, it’s kink… mostly kink.
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sam-automata.bsky.social
Gaslighting somebody so strongly that they actually believe they're only a few inches tall and yes, I've always been this big! Yes, it's totally normal to beg for your life beneath my sneakers. You can trust me :)

#sizesky
krystaberkhart.bsky.social
Powerless as the mind becomes weaker …

Allowing perceptions to alter, or is it her aura that grips the consciousness and molds it?

Either way the effect is the same.

Thoughts and beliefs turn so soft and easy to squeeze.

God … she is God.

The mind overwhelmed as it perceives her as The Divine.
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Knowing that if any of my impossible fantasies came true … that there’d be more than a few people eager to exploit me for their gain.

I find that very exciting.
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janejudge.bsky.social
all I want to hear is 'yes boss'
Jane in a red and black office outfit
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My back nestled against her…

Her arm draped over me…

I’m struck by the intensity of her body heat.

The temperature around us higher than the rest of the room.

I can’t… won’t slip away. Even as I sweat, I feel as if I’m melting… becoming moldable.

Her whisper rumbles, “Tell me you’re my slave”
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Why is girl sweat the most precious substance on earth?

I’m unable to concentrate at my desk as I imagine her peeling of her sweat-soaked workout t-shirt and tossing it at me.

The heavy fabric hits my hands with a wet SMACK, and she smirks, “Wear it. Now.”
krystaberkhart.bsky.social
She had no scientific curiosity and academics were hardly a priority.

But when the hard-partying, obnoxiously loud and confident star of the university rugby team learned a department was working on a growth-ray… well, she finally found something intriguing about the normally dull science building.
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Her voice envelopes me … her words grip me …

“Shhh-rin-k, my pet. Shrink for new mommy…”

Do I need to even agree? No matter, I whisper a desperate “yessss…”

I was already figuratively beneath her, and now I am literally lower.

“That’s my good girl. Keep shrinking, dear … I insist and you obey”
krystaberkhart.bsky.social
It fascinates me how the thought of being small is so exhilarating.

Even without the kinky fun scenes with a bigger person, I find being minuscule a satisfying fantasy.

Reduced to a scale that makes the entire world overwhelming to me. Less than human … unseen by each and every colossus overhead.
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Incredible, stunning work … and the scale is so perfect.
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The way this fantasy excites me is beyond weird!

To become so utterly tiny that even the most mundane and small creatures is a colossus that I cower from.

It’s shadow covering me and my surroundings completely…

Wings buzzing nearly deafening… and the wind it creates like a hurricane …
krystaberkhart.bsky.social
As I slapped ineffectually at a housefly, my twisted brain started to turn.

This small pest has little to fear from me even at my normal size, but what if I was smaller?

What if that fly looks as big as a blimp to me?

Where before my hand was something for it to avoid, now I’m inconsequential…
krystaberkhart.bsky.social
Girls working in a Wild West saloon growing to giant size …

Suddenly not just immense, but turning the tables to their favor.

The entire town now under their power and control …

People with no choice but to look up to these women … forced to obey and serve at their feet.
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The shrinking escalated quickly there 😊
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Wearing high heeled boots … not something I’m fond of usually, but it’s all part of my effort to keep others from realizing I am shrinking.
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Supremely confident girls whose sizes are related to how self assured they are …

Those who radiate extraordinary confidence find themselves so immense that the tallest buildings don’t even reach their knees …
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She is at her desk, and even though seated, from my perspective she rivals a mountain in stature.

She gazes down at the desktop, and squints momentarily before a smirk forms.

“Oh, there you are. Can barely see you.”

I’m less than a speck … actually a speck would be a step up from my current size.
krystaberkhart.bsky.social
Being tiny feels so absolutely right.

On the ground amidst dirt, bugs, flattened wads of gum, and cigarette butts.

So minuscule. Barely anything at all.

People lead their lives high above, while I scurry away from their footsteps, and subsist on their discarded crumbs.
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She looms over me, her crotch in my face …

Looking at her friend, she growls and gestures at me, “Why is this thing still that size?”

Her gaze falls onto me, “Well? Why?”

I have no idea how to respond.

She steps closer, “Don’t just stand there. Get smaller, stupid”
krystaberkhart.bsky.social
I never knew just how delicious this stuff is until recently. Now, I have a jar stashed in my desk.
Jar of Nutella next to my blue coffee cup.
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We made our way to the free weights.

She grasped a dumbbell … one heavier than what she worked out with earlier in the week.

Her forearm knotted-up, bicep bulged as she curled the weight.

Again, her efforts tapped into my essence; causing strength and mass to trickle away from me and into her …
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Hope that’s a good “Gods damn”

☺️
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She ran a massive hand over her shaved scalp, and looked down on me.

“Wipe down the bench.”

There was no need to tell me, as I was already about to do so … but her command caused me to practically swoon.

She leaned down, lips near my ear, “Look at my little slave. So eager to please …”