Luna and her opponent are ready to fight. He has no chance though, Luna takes him down in seconds. Having pinned him on the ground, she tells him that’s the endgame. She used to beat her rivals on the pitch in a record time. Actually she’s gone to a point that she’s a bit bored. Her rivals don’t match neither her strength or skills, so that’s why she added a little incentive to it. He thought he could endure Luna’s jabs and that’s why he took the challenge. Now he must accept the consequences: There’s no coming back to his normal life, now he’ll be shrunken down and become hers.  She grabs him by his neck and leaves him unc0nscious on the floor. By the time he wakes up, he’s lying on the open palm of her former rival at her own place. Luna has a post-fight ritual regarding all of her defeated rivals. After shrinking and bringing them home, she gives them a slow, gentle tour through her body so they can admire the huge muscles that have beaten them. Worshiping her body is still just a choice for the little losers, but they’ll learn to choose right if they wanna live. Now that she has a new captive she decides to show him what happens to missbehaved tinies. She picks one from her toybox and begins to lick and suck on his body while holding the newbie with the other hand. Eventually she swallows her old slave and makes his substitute follow his path by dragging him against her skin, from her neck to her belly, so he can hear the screams. Once satisfied, Alexis brings the frightened little man in front of her face. The other one has awoken her appetite, and she would like to know wether her new prisoner would be strong enough to fight her tongue inside her mouth. He couldn’t beat her when he was normal sized, now she’ll give him another kind of challenge: to fight for survival.  She licks, sucks on him and eventually puts him in her mouth. She rolls him around, tastes him, sucks on his body and basically plays with him as if he was just a piece of candy. All while he struggles his best to win a fight he was never fit to face in the first place.  Alexis notices his fight becomes weaker and weaker until she barely feels any kind of struggle from the tiny man. She spits him onto the palm of her hand to check on him. He’s still alive, but all exhausted. She doesn’t like that. She always prefers her victims to stand and fight back. She stands and commands her slave to escape while he can.  Alexis goes away for a dr*nk while still staring in the distance at her victims movements. He’s slow, but seems to be draggin himself with great effort towards the edge of the table, heading to the chair next to it. Alexis smiles and walks back to him. By the time she gets there he’s still halfway to his destination, though she encourages him to get there, mocking how pathetic he looks. Eventually he manages to get to the edge and jump onto the chair’s cushion. Alexis congrats him but also tells him there’s nowhere else to go. She’s glad he made his choice of dragging himself all the way to the chair so she can now work on top of him. She sits on him, crshing his body against her ass, while working on something on her phone.