Giantess Anthology Short Story

The Pawn Broker – Revenge of the cheated – Chapter 1

By Richard CH Davies

Faye glanced over her shoulder to the group of people who were drinking at one of the tables in the bar. 

Then she looked back at her friend Deborah; known as Debs. 

"So you're really going to do it then?" Debs asked, leaning into the drinks bar next to her. 

"Break up with him?" Faye responded in surprise. 

"No, of course you're going to break up with him after he cheated on you, I meant shrinking him down…"

A dark look overcame Faye's face. 

"Yes, yes I've decided that he's got to pay for what he's done. It's not enough for me to break up with John. It's not enough to just post it about what he's done on social media; you know, that he's a cheating bastard."

"Fair enough," Debs nodded in agreement. "Can I help you then?"  

Faye considered it for a moment. 

"Sure, I've got the shrinking formula, it's in powder form. I was thinking of spiking his drink…" Faye looked at Debs for affirmation.  

"Sounds good, I could distract him while you do it… or even better why don't we just do it here at the bar. When we get the next round we've just gotta make sure he drinks it,"

Faye nodded with a smile, and so they did exactly that. 

*

Faye and Debs walked back to the table with the drinks on trays. Faye made a note of which one was John's spiked drink. 

They placed the trays down on the table and started to hand out drinks to their friends. 

"No!" Faye shouted loudly, slapping Peter's hand away from the beer. "That one's John's," she said more calmly, composing herself and passing it over to John. 

"Okay," Peter looked confused as he took another identical looking beer. "Over- protective much?" He asked sarcastically. 

"Overbearing more like," John muttered under his breath as he took a sip of his drink. Both Faye and Debs heard it, their heads snapped towards him and they both glowered at him for a moment. 

He ignored them and kept his eyes down on the table. 

Arrogant shit! Faye thought. I can't wait to shrink you down. 

Over the course of half an hour they watched him out of the corner of their eyes every time he took a sip of the beer until he finished it… or nearly all of it. 

"Right my round then," Peter stood up. "Finish your beer mate," he slapped John on the back and John downed the rest of it. 

Faye smirked slightly and glanced at her watch. 

The shrinking time varied per person but in approximately another ten to twenty minutes it should be kicking in; according to what she had been told. 

*

"Ohh… I feel weird," John suddenly murmured. He had been quieter than usual this evening since he had drunk the beer. 

It had definitely taken away a bit of his cocky attitude which was a pleasant start to proceedings for Faye. 

Faye and Debs knew what was up with him really, the rest of the friends were chatty enough to not notice too much that John was quieter than usual.  

"Why don't you take him to get some fresh air Faye?" Debs suggested. Faye nodded agreement and held out her hand for John to take. 

He looked up groggily, his eyes looked a bit more drawn than usual. He took her hand and allowed her to guide him to the exit. 

He staggered a few times but she helped support him and guided him through the fire escape door as quickly as she could. 

Debs watched them leave with a wry smile, she noticed that John was already at Faye's shoulder height. It wouldn't be long now, as he was starting to actively shrink down. 

*

"What's happening to me?" John asked, looking up at Faye… which was strange. He usually looked down at her. 

He was confused he had only drunk a few beers, he couldn't have been drunk. Someone must have spiked his drink… 

Faye looked down at him with pursed lips. She had him braced against the wall of the fire escape corridor. Nobody was around and the lighting and decor was basic and bland. 

"You're getting what you deserve…" she replied simply and cryptically. 

He creased his forehead in confusion. What was she going on about? Why couldn't she just speak plainly?

"What?" He asked, shaking his groggy head and trying to clear his jumbled thoughts. 

His vision blurred and when he looked up at her again he had to double take. He was looking up at her from her hip height. This was impossible. He looked down to check he was still standing upright; which he was.

"I'm… shrinking?" He asked incredulously. 

"Yes, you dumb shit," Faye replied. "You cheated on me and now a few things are happening to you. Firstly, I'm breaking up with you… but, oh, by the way secondly you're shrinking down to about 8 inches… I think that's the height that the packet said…"

"You did this?" He lunged forwards at her angrily, but bounced off her tensed thigh and rebounded against the wall. 

He heaved against the wall and panted from the exertion. His body was stressed from the rapid shrinking. 

His clothes were loose and heaping around him as he shrunk down inside them. 

The world around him kept seeming to get bigger around him. 

He looked up at her body which towered over him now. She stood with her hands on her hips looking down at him dispassionately. 

"I would say you're about 8 inches tall now," she said with a wry smile. "Time for you to go," she reached down towards him to pick him up. 

John tried to struggle to get away. He managed to slip past her hands and he ran as fast as he could away from her, towards the main fire escape door. 

He heard her boots clomping on the concrete floor behind him but he just kept running. 

He ran up to the door and realised that the push bar was too high for him. He would have to jump. 

He tried jumping as high as he could but it was too high. He just slid against the metal door. It was freezing cold against his naked body. 

He turned back and was met by her giant boots which stood in front of him. 

He tried to run past her again but her giant hands grabbed him around his waist and he was hoisted up into the air. 

"Don't do this Faye!" He shouted out. She just glared at him a final time and then she turned slightly to open her shoulder bag. 

"No!" He shouted out as she lowered his naked body inside her bag and she zipped it up; sealing him inside. 

*

"Hello my dear, my name is Des'ire, how may I help you?" 

"Hi," Faye replied, looking around the shop quite nervously. It was full of miscellaneous items, many of them were sex toys, BDSM gear and kinky clothes. 

The Pawn Broker had quite the reputation from what she had heard. "I've heard that you will… buy shrunken people?" She stammered. 

Des'ire's eyes suddenly narrowed and her friendly expression hardened. 

"I don't know what you mean," she reached down below her counter and Faye turned as she heard the shop door lock behind her. 

"I… I'm looking to sell…" Faye continued, lifting her bag. 

Des'ire glanced at the bag and saw it moving slightly, her expression softened and she relaxed slightly. 

"One needs to take care in this industry," Des'ire noted firmly. She looked Faye up and down another time and then gestured for her to follow. 

"Come on, follow me to my back office," Faye tentatively followed through and was amazed at the sight she saw. 

There were shelves and shelves of glass jars and her eyes widened in shock as she saw that they contained tiny people inside. Men and women, they were all different sizes but generally ranging around six inches. But it was the number of them that shocked her. 

Des'ire guided her to another counter in this room and gestured for her to set down her bag there. 

"Okay, show me what you've got," she demanded, ignoring Faye's amazement of her collection. She was burning with questions but knew this wasn't the time or the place. 

Faye simply nodded and placed the bag down and unzipped it. 

John was inside and looking up in fear at the two giantess women staring down at him. 

"Hmm… Eight inches…" Des'ire commented and reached down to pick him up. 

John panicked and lashed out with his hands and legs; trying to fend her off. 

She ignored his attempts and grabbed hold of him around his chest with both hands and lifted him up. 

His legs dangled helplessly. He looked at her in shock and then grappled with her, trying to break free. 

"Huh, a feisty one," she commented and then turned him around in her hands and examined him, as if he was just a commodity, like a doll, or a vet examining a guinea pig. 

"What's his history?" She asked with interest. 

"He's quite sporty, fit and healthy, he's my ex-boyfriend, and he cheated on me," 

"No!" John protested. 

"And a habitual liar," Faye continued. 

Des'ire nodded and chuckled as she continued to examine him, checking his limbs and then pinching his penis lightly.

"That still works unfortunately," Faye commented. Des'ire smirked slightly. 

"Seems in good condition," she commented in agreement. "You're not the first person to drop off a cheating partner to me, and no doubt you'll be the last," 

"Let me go, I didn't consent to this," John bellowed, beating at Des'ire's fingers that held him. They pretty much ignored him.  

"So how much for him then?" Faye asked, with a long suffering sigh. She just wanted to be shot of him. She avoided any eye contact with him. 

"What the fuck? You're selling me? Bitch!" John bellowed at her. 

Des'ire contemplated this for a moment. 

"I will give you 1,500 dollars for him," Des'ire finally offered, she tipped her chin down and peered into Faye's eyes very directly. 

Faye was aghast. 

"1,500 dollars? After I have taken the risks bringing him here and everything?" The pawn brokers eyes were unwavering. Her poker face was a blanket of calm.

"Maybe you've taken a risk… maybe you've just pulled him off the street. Either way. I'll tell you a few things missy…" the pawn broker held the 8 inch John in her hand as she spoke. The way she held him seemed to subdue him, her seasoned technique perhaps. 

"Firstly, he's eight inches. My customers usually like six… secondly he's here unwillingly, that's a potential crime right there… and finally you seem to be in a rush… that doesn't bode well in my opinion."

Faye took in a deep sigh and glanced at John and then at the pawn broker. 

"C'mon… you must be able to give me a better offer than that…" Faye urged, she was keen to leave but she should be getting her fair share. 

Des'ire glanced back at John and tossed him up and down gently. His eyes widened and he tried to hold on in fear. 

"1,700 dollars,"

"2,500 dollars," Faye retorted. 

"I couldn't even sell him for that," Des'ire glowered. "2,000 dollars, best and final offer," 

Faye nodded abruptly. 

"Bye John," she waved at him sarcastically… "enjoy your new life," 

"Great," Des'ire started. "Here you go," she handed Faye a wad of cash without counting it. She rifled through it and it was $2,000 exactly… wow Des'ire was good. 

She gestured Faye out and carried John with her. 

"Pleasure doing business with you, but I trust we won't be seeing or hearing from, or about, each other any time soon," Des'ire gave Faye a sharp look. 

She pursed her lips and nodded and then left the shop after tucking the cash into her bag. As soon as she passed the threshold she took in a deep breath and released. A great weight lifted off her shoulders. 

Des'ire examined John, who looked utterly terrified. 

"What are you going to do with me? I'll pay you to make me big again!" He pleaded. 

"You're kidding, you're just perfect for what I need and I can get good money for you little man," and before he could protest any further she was stuffing him into the drawer behind her register and pressed his back down with her palm to keep him down as she closed the drawer shut. 

*

Des'ire's head snapped up from her smartphone screen at the sudden sound and burst of movement at her front door. 

Bella Darona burst through the front door to the shop, it was more of a shove to get herself through the door. 

She was as tall, already an amazon in size. Well over 6 foot she was a shapely woman, not fat but well proportioned, who carried most of her weight at her hips and her breasts. She had a relatively slender waistline but she was a well-toned woman.

She deployed her size and strength to great effect to push herself rudely past an unsuspecting customer who was browsing in the central aisle of the front shop. 

The poor man flew against shelves of dildos sending them scattering across the floor. He fumbled with them on the floor with embarrassment. 

Bella barely noticed him; she gave him a brief glance and a look which appeared to consider him to be like one of those dildos on the floor. 

Des'ire resisted the urge to shake her head. She couldn't help in concealing her slight frown at the behaviour in her shop. 

"I apologise sir," Des’ire called out to her customer, luckily another customer was helping the embarrassed man pick up all the dildos and put them back.

Bella was a known customer to Des'ire, not perhaps a regular, and not hugely favoured. 

She estimated that she was about 35 in age and as she strode across the shop towards the register she carried a cold look on her face. 

She was an attractive lady but her large features were imposing to everyone. She dwarfed most women and made men feel wholly inadequate.

She clomped over and stopped at the register, breathing with her large breasts rising and falling.  

"Afternoon how are you my dear?" Des'ire greeted her elder customer. 

Bella's face didn't warm. She barely twitched. 

"Do you have anything new in this week?" She asked with a grimace and then licked her lips. 

Des'ire nodded abruptly and then leaned to the side to look past Bella's vast frame. 

"Excuse me, apologies we are now closing," she called out to the other customers. 

They looked up in astonishment and saw the seriousness of her expression and scuttled out of the door. 

Des'ire waited until they were definitely gone and then she opened her drawer and wrapped her hand around the 8 inch tall John and lifted him out. 

His body was limp initially and then he stiffened as he looked upwards and saw the vast and enormous size of Bella. 

Bella looked down upon him and her piercing eyes locked onto him. He was terrified and froze in shock. 

He desperately hoped that he was just being shown off and not… being offered to this huge woman, despite her beauty. She looked... dispassionate.

"How much do you want for it?" The Amazonian asked Des'ire, she licked her lips and her eyes didn't leave from examining John.

Des'ire examined Bella. She knew her and she knew her type. 

"The asking price is 6,500 dollars," 

"No! You can't sell me to her! No she's a monster, she's…" Des'ire curled her index finger around John's mouth and sealed it from protesting further.  

"Do you let them all act so insubordination?" Bella huffed with a look of distain. "6,500 dollars you say? Are you kidding me?" 

Des'ire pretended to consider this for a moment. She had held John in her desk for only about two hours. It would be a new record to sell him so quickly. She did like records. 

"It's a risky business that I am in Bella. You know that selling shrunken people is illegal…"

"But I've been a loyal customer and shopped here for years. Why," she growled, "I could quite easily head over to your classier competition uptown…"

"No need for that… I know you have been a regular and loyal customer of mine… however I have a business to run and a livelihood…"

"I've see the size of your house Des'ire, spare me," Bella tilted her head. "And as for him… is he even a person anymore? Are they classed as humans?"

Des'ire made a show of thinking again. 

"5,500 dollars, best price, take it or leave it…" 

Bella went to open her mouth with a further protest. Des'ire knew how tight this giant bitch could be, so she tried to nip it in the bud. She held up her hand to stop Bella before she spoke, "I tell you what. Why don't you take him into the fitting room and take him for a test drive?"

Bella glowered at Des'ire for a moment then glanced down at John. She knew she was being manipulated, she didn't like it, but she was insatiable and her appetites and her sexual hunger were stronger.

She could afford it anyway, it was just the principle.  

She gave a curt not and grunted and then reached out and grabbed John hungrily snatching him from Des'ire's hand. 

She felt sorry for John, in that instant, as the poor eight inch man was carried through the back curtain; kicking and screaming. The last she saw of him was his terrified eyes looking back at her from within Bella's grasp.

The large hips of the woman blocked him from sight and then she also disappeared through the curtain into the back room. 

Des'ire decided to busy herself out front. She didn't want to hear any of this torment, she knew what Bella was capable of.

*

John tried to pry himself free of the vice like grip of this Amazonian giantess but she was far too strong for him. Her giant hand didn't move a millimetre.  

He winced as she gripped him harder for a second and then he yelled as his stomach lurched and he was tossed through the air. He felt himself flying and then tumbling and landed on a padded surface. 

He rolled over quickly and looked back up, his face contorted in horror… as Bella started to get undressed. What was she going to do with him?

"No!" He shouted out, it was too much to bare.

As she took more and more items of clothing off she unveiled more of her flesh. She had a ravishing body. Shame he was so tiny and helpless in comparison. If she was going to be as rough with him as she was when she held him he was going to have a tough time now.

Her large earrings dangled and jangled from her ears emitting the musical message of his pending fate. 

She lifted off her top, she wasn't wearing a bra. He fell backwards at the sight of her giant breasts which dangled in front of her. 

She bent forwards to remove her underpants from her wide hips, her breasts swung like huge ponderous pendulums in the air. 

He swallowed a bitter taste that hand formed in his mouth. He looked up at her.

She was completely naked now, she stepped forwards towards him, her gaze was lapping at him hungrily. He felt… overwhelmed.

Her hairy pussy loomed above him…she was drooling with excitement. Her labia lips were long and fleshy and splayed out to the sides with the thrill. 

Her sexual aroma was overpowering, it caused him to choke as it caught in his throat. 

"Come here my little man dildo, let's see how robust you really are… I want to know if you're worth the money," Bella growled at him, her giant hand reached out to him.

John froze, and then he screamed in terror and tried to run away; but she grasped hold of him and he watched his feet lift up and away from the mattress. 

His vision rotated around and then he was looking up at her smooth body. 

Long strands of glistening sexual juices were drooling out of her pussy as it sailed above him. Bella’s giant fingers reached down and stretched the cave open.

John screamed in sudden realisation. He was going to be used as some kind of dildo for the giant woman's sexual pleasure, this can't be happening to him!

He was turned upside down and everything was a blur, the giant woman was moving and sitting down on the mattress. He was swaying from side to side, then dangled, lowered and then his tiny feet were being fed into the huge vaginal cave which sucked hungrily towards him like a sea monster.

John screamed and struggled to no avail.

He could barely move with the giant hand holding him. His arms waving helplessly around him, beating at the giant fingers, he bit the index finger of the giant woman, but that merely made her moan even louder.

He watched in terror as his tiny feet disappeared into the intensely warm hole and suddenly he started to feel the suction effects of the powerful muscles inside as more of his body was fed to the sexual beast of the giant woman. Inside his body was being surrounded by warm and slimy pulsating flesh.

He was soon deep up to his thighs in the vagina, the other huge hand was rubbing the clitoris above him, the wet pink fingertips passing extremely close to his upper body at a terrifying speed, so close in fact that he feared that his back would be broken. 

John’s balled up fists beat at the giant vagina as his belly disappeared into the large hungry hole. The woman moaned louder still. The giant fingers adjusted position around John until a finger was on each of his shoulders, firmly pushing him inside the vagina, like a dildo.

John could feel the intense heat and his legs and chest were being crushed by the strong muscles of the giant woman inside. Finally he was up to his armpits inside Bella.

The giant fingers adjusted position again until they held his chest. He was dragged out with a wet slurp, hoping it was over, then he was turned around; head facing the giant hideous open cave.

He looked towards it in horror and then he was suddenly thrust deep into the hole. His upper body was engulfed in a loud thumping sound, squelching juices all around him, the change of pressure made his ears pop.

Then he was brought out again, then pumped in again. This became faster and faster as he was used as a crude dildo to pleasure the giant woman.

He could feel the grip of the fingers pressing on his body and tightening and could feel his whole body being bruised by the ordeal. The muscles contracted and gripped his body in waves and the moans grew higher and higher in pitch until it was almost a scream.

Everything was a blur, he felt sick, he was just a vessel for her pleasure, and then the muscles finally gripped John so hard that he couldn't breathe, he thought he was going to suffocate. He gasped and struggled for breath over the seconds that it took for the giant woman to finally orgasm.

Stars started to dance around in front of his eyes, the pressure in his brain was immense, his lungs felt like they were going to burst; as he realised that he was lacking oxygen, he tried to push against the vagina walls with all of his strength, but it only served to accelerate the need for oxygen.

The muscles finally released John, and he spluttered for air as the squeezing released him, sucking in air just as the sexual juices seeped squirted out from the vagina and into his face. He gurgled and coughed, he could taste the warm salty fluid as it completely encompassed him. He was so exhausted that he barely resisted at this point.

His legs were left half hanging outside the vagina, he was spluttering, trying to retract himself, he slithered out of the giant vagina, then he felt the giant fingers roughly retracting him the rest of the way with a wet sucking sound.

He gasped for air and struggled to recover from the ordeal. He was hot, wet and sticky and he felt bruised and battered all over. 

He was discarded onto the mattress next to the giant buttocks and hips of the giantess. He lay there panting like a fish out of water; covered in her cum.

*

John was limp in Bella’s hand, he had lost his fight; he had nearly died at her hands. He was still covered in her cum; she had made little effort in cleaning him up.

She had got dressed and then clutched him and held him in front of her face.

“You had better be worth the money little man… or else…” she warned him threateningly.

What the hell else was he supposed to do to be worth the money? He thought helplessly, he had literally nearly unwillingly given her his life.

*

He was carried out of the back room in Bella’s giant hand and heard them starting to talk.

Bella tossed the wad of cash onto the counter.

“It’s all there, 5,500 dollars… plus I’ve added another 100 dollars as a tip for letting me use your room… he is just the right size for me, eight inches is perfect. I kept losing those six inchers inside me and couldn’t get them out in time…” Bella chuckled wickedly.

John looked up at Des’ire with begging eyes, urging her to rescue him; but she looked at him with mild sympathy, then her eyes slowly turned to the pile of money and he was instantly forgotten about.

“Good evening Bella, enjoy,” she said in a distracted tone as she examined her money.

“Come on, you’re coming home with me little one,” Bella spoke down to John, menacingly.

Before he could respond, he was dropped into her handbag and as he turned around the zip above closed the light out completely; and then he felt her walking away with him…

Time to vote, what does Bella so with him next when she takes him home?

A) Pussy insertion

B) Plays cat and mouse and hunts him down

C) Vore

D) Straps him to a sex toy...

E) other (suggestions)

The Pawn Broker – Revenge of the cheated – Part 7

By Richard CH Davies

Warning this story contains: Shrunken Man, giantess pov, handheld, pussy entrapment, mouth play, suck, giant blowjob, chase, BBW, GTS feeding SM, pussy pov, SM pussy play

John felt stunned, he didn’t know what had happened to him today. He had been shrunken and kidnapped by his girlfriend who had apparently broken up with him, and then the bitch had sold him to some crazy shrunken person saleswoman… now he was in the clutches of this horrendously oversized Amazonian giantess. It was too much.

He had struggled and resisted when she had pulled him out of her handbag, but she had held him tightly in her hand until it had felt like his eyes were going to pop out of his head.

She was wearing a dressing gown, completely naked underneath and clearly she was proud of her body, because she allowed herself to be on show.

"There is no escape for you, my little dildo," Bella's voice boomed down; as if she could read his mind. "Just accept it," she continued.

Dildo?

Dildo? What the hell did she just call him?

The giant naked body had suddenly moved and he was being carried somewhere. 

John looked up in fear at his destination, he was thrown down onto a wooden chair. He landed with a heavy thud. It knocked the wind out of him, his vision became blurry.

He vaguely saw the gigantic woman fiddling about in the kitchen, grabbing something from the freezer and putting it in a bowl. Then her massive form returned to him.

He looked around quickly, trying to work out if he could jump off the chair in time, but he was still incapacitated.

He was gasping like a fish and then he looked up in terror as the chair suddenly moved outwards and he was expecting something giant to suddenly crash down on top of him. 

It was close, Bella’s giant buttocks hovered above him, her pussy flaps waggled as she moved.

The colossal giantess suddenly descended down towards him.

He screamed out, and tried to defend himself, but luckily her giant buttocks sat at the back of the chair.

Her naked and exposed pussy slammed down right in front of him. The fleshy and sweaty folds were splayed slightly open and the smell of her sexual organ was overpowering. 

"I'm all sweaty and need a good clean while I eat my ice cream," Bella spoke down to him; her tone of voice made it clear that it was an instruction and not a suggestion. 

"I suggest that once you’re done where you are, that I bring you up here and you can play with my nipples," Bella gestured to her huge breasts that she dumped onto the side of the table one by one, they towered above him, bridging across from her body to the table. "But first, you're on duty down here," she gently slid her index finger down her belly until her fingernail was resting over her hairy pussy. 

John's shoulders hung down in defeat and he reluctantly shuffled towards Bella's pussy. He knew he had no choice or he risked provoking Bella's wrath and she had already showed him that she had a vicious temper.

"That's right, have a good look," Bella murmured darkly. "Look at where you belong…my little dildo…" 

John's eyes flicked up towards where Bella’s head was, her eyes were barely visible between her giant breasts.

Then he reached forwards with his hands. Her hips twitched as her pubic region was tickled by his tiny hands touching her.

He reluctantly starting to lick her sweaty labia lips, but it was very half hearted and very disappointing to Bella.

She reached down with her hand and pressed her fingertips against John's back; pushing him against her giant pussy. Pressing his upper body and feeling his soft and succulent chest smooch against her giant squelchy pussy lips. 

"You're going to have to do better than that, unless of course, you are doing this intentionally and actually perhaps you want me to shove you inside my pussy and use you as my own little living dildo again?" she enquired with a thinly veiled threat. 

She suddenly felt John licking her pussy more liberally now. His tiny tongue was taking long and deep licks up the sides of her pussy.

He was crouching down, starting right at the bottom of her pussy and licking all the way up. 

She could feel his tiny hands pressing against her pussy. It sent tingles up her spine.  

It felt good and soothing, she started to purr with pleasure. That’s more like it!

It was also starting to turn her on. She could feel her sexual mucus starting to trickle out of her pussy joining her sticky sweaty exterior. He had even more cleaning up to do now. 

She started to gently and slowly move her hips back and forth, pressing her pussy against John's tiny body. She was hoping that she would be coating John in her sexual juices.  

She started to fondle one of her rock hard erect nipples with her hand as she gobbled up another spoon of ice cream.

"Good boy," Bella rewarded him. 

“Okay, you’re turning me on already… you’re too good at this stuff… get up here, have a reward,” she signaled up to her chest.

He immediately stopped and started to climb up her crotch, bracing his body between the inside of her thigh and the edge of her pussy. He was eager to get the hell out of there.

He scrambled up along her hairy pubic region and then crawled across her hairy pubic mat above her pussy. 

She reached down with a giant hand and lifted him up to the table and put him down next to the giant bowl.

“Here, have some ice cream,” she lifted up her spoon of ice cream and put it in front of his face and tipped the spoon. He reluctantly leaned forwards and started to lap at the ice cream.

He was very aware of the giant breasts lying on the table in front of him. There were huge areolas of these mammoth breasts. They were beautiful, but… terrifying due to the size of the woman... or perhaps his own relatively tiny form.  

He wasn’t sure if it was the cold ice cream or the sight of her body which caused his brain to feel like it was frozen. He clearly wasn’t eating the ice cream quickly enough, because she tipped the spoon towards him, pouring the ice cream down his face and chest.

“Oopsey,” she chuckled menacingly. He felt her giant trunk like fingers curling around his body and lifting him up.

“C’mere,” she purred as she lifted him up to her face.

He cowered in front of her giant face, taken aback by her size.

He could clearly make out the detail on her lips and her very faint smile lines on her mouth and cheeks.

He winced as she brought his body even closer to her face her giant mouth opened, her tongue shot out and started to lick the ice cream off his body. She licked at him as if he was a lollipop.

He tried to breathe calmly through this, he was powerless after all.

He had a thick viscous sheen of her saliva on his chest, then she started to purse her lips and kiss his chest, kissing up from his belly, all the way up to his neck and then she opened her mouth again and inserted his head inside her giant warm mouth.

She flicked her tongue out and he jerked in surprise as he felt her giant wet tongue starting to fondle his penis.

He found her incredibly attractive, despite her terrifying size and domineering style, it didn’t take her long for her tongue fondling to turn him on, his penis started to grow erect.

He heard her moaning in her mouth, it reverberated through his body.

She extracted him from her mouth and looked at him lustfully.

“I appreciate that I can be a bit rough at times, but it doesn’t mean that I don’t know how to take care of my tinies… the ones that are good. The ones that are bad… well…” she shrugged and frowned. “Let’s not talk about those ones…”

She drew him back to her giant mouth and started to lick at his penis.