Gynarchy

A young disciple must learn to serve the ladies. He should serve the ladies submissively by asking them politely whether he may perform one or the other menial service. He has to obey and to do what women say. He always has to curtsy in front of them. Especially in presence of mature women, he has to bow deeply, down to the tips of their shoes, humbly asking for a gently foot or shoe kiss. If she gives him permission, he may place a careful kiss in the toe area of ​​her pumps. So gynarchy life works!

will be the future – if we want to or not. Today most of the girls are very self-confident and later – in marriage – very domineering. If you don't want trouble you do what they want. Many of my fellow students are already in long-term relationships and are absolutely subservient to both their girlfriend and their future mother-in-law.
Some boys even have to endure corporal punishment, which their resolute mother-in-law administers at will. After punishment, the young man has to kiss his mother-in-law's feet for respect. He must serve and obey both women in every way. So he shines their shoes, brings them their terrycloth slippers and breathes warmth on them before guiding them over their feet. On request, he also has to massage their feet and do a full pedicure. In this way he is brought up by both women to submissive servicing.

*Well, if this device really does change things.* he thought while wobbling his newfound fat.
*I could become much smaller than the director or other clowns.* With a dumb smile on his face, he thought about how exactly he wanted to record his wish.

»The director will pay for all those years of mocking me. No more big clown!«

Noli pressed the record button and proceeded with her act of revenge.

»I, Noli, am so massively fat and unbelievably weak that even the directors and Vladis weakness combined is absolutely no match for me. In fact in so weak that I could barely tickle them. So weak that they're too weak to hurt me. And everytime they try to do so, I'll just get smaller and weaker.«

Noli knew he wanted to be much, much weaker than any of them, but didn't think about how insanely his body would have to adjust in irder to make his wish come true.

The familiar burning sensation came back, just multiple times more intense than before. It was almost unbearable. For a full minute straight he had to endure the pain. Just as he thought he might pass out, it stopped.
Noli definitely felt different. This time he hadn't even have to look down to inspect his fat.