The hard surface on which Alex found himself was nothing like the soft mattress on which he'd fallen asleep. Even so, it hardly entered his dreamy thoughts that there was anything wrong with it. Nor did it he find anything odd about the warm wind blowing over him, even though it was fall and he'd left the windows shut. That voice he heard coming from above he took for part of his dreams, too, and its words for meaningless noise. It was only that shaking which roused him from his dreamy state, made his body stiffen and his eyes blink wide open to gape at the brown and black object hanging in the sky.
At first he saw nothing earthly about that thing, so strange and immense was it. His mind raced nearly as fast as his heart trying to make sense of it, until the thing split itself in half horizontally, opening up to reveal a cavern of white and pink which could not be taken for anything but a mouth. That's when he pieced everything together and realized that what he saw was the snout of a monstrous canine. A doberman, to be exact.
In that instant after it opened its mouth, Alex expected its colossal tongue to slurp him up. He thought for sure he'd be eaten alive by this monster. He definitely wasn't expecting it to speak.
“You're finally up, human!” Despite the bassy intensity, that voice that exploded from its maw sounded distinctly female. It gave Alex the impression of a woman about twice his age, maybe in her mid-forties. When her snout pulled away, he saw that she did look like one, too, with red wavy hair that flowed down to her shoulders, and a pair of breasts. Even her face, despite being more canine than human, looked feminine to him. But he hardly had time to think about her appearance before a massive hand descended towards him. Furry fingers long as skyscrapers, tipped with short black claws and thick black pads, stretched down from the sky to touch down on the vast, wooden plain on which he sat, the world quaking with each impact.
Alex froze in fear. A part his mind wouldn't stop urging him to run, but where to? Those colossal digits all but surrounded him; it would take him several seconds to run past any one of them, and this dog woman could easily crush him at any time.
“Oh, I'm sorry; are you scared, human?” the doberman said. “It really can't be helped. You'll have to get used to it now that you're in our world. Don't you worry your pretty little head, dear; I promise I'll try to be gentle with you.” It sounded like she meant to comfort him, but the way she said “try” didn't inspire any confidence. Alex screamed and ran away when her index finger started sliding towards him, but it caught him all the same, and flattened him under the huge black pad.
It didn't full register to Alex that he hadn't been hurt as that finger swiped him up and carried him thousands of feet into the air. When it stopped, he found himself under the gaze of a colossal amber eye, its pupil a black pit big enough to swallow his house whole. “Hmm!” the doberman muttered, her voice rumbling in the air and in his chest. “You're a male, aren't you? A young man, from the looks of it. A very handsome young man, I'd say.” Alex didn't know how to take the compliment, but as he sat up on her fingertip, it struck him that he wore nothing but his boxers, and he quickly tried to cover himself up, for whatever that was worth.
“Oh, and a shy one too~, ha-ha! Don't bother covering up, hun; you'll lose those boxers sooner or later anyways, and we don't have many replacements here. Then you'll have to get used to going naked. Don't worry if you've got a small one; it'd look small to me no matter what size!” Of all the unexpected things to happen to him this past minute, hearing this colossal dog woman cracking jokes about penis sizes was somehow the most unbelievable of all. Alex couldn't help but feel how absurd this all was, even as he blushed all over.
“So, what's your name, little guy?”
“A-Alex.” He answered her without thinking, then shut his mouth so sharply his teeth clacked together. “Stupid! Why did you tell her your name? What if she uses it to... do something bad?” he told himself, though in truth he couldn't think of a single nefarious use for his name.
“Alex, hmm? Not bad. It suits a handsome thing like you.” She blinked her eye, and though he couldn't see the other one, Alex got the impression she was winking at him. “My name's Susan, and I'm your new owner. I hope you and I can get along!” “Owner? W-what do you mean? Are you going to make me your... your slave or something?”
“No, no, don't be ridiculous!” Susan laughed. “Why, a tiny thing like you wouldn't be a good slave at all, even if I wanted one! What would you do for me? Pick the food from my teeth? Clean out my nails? Faster and easier to do it myself. No, hun, you're my new pet!” “Your pet? What do you mean, your pet!? I'm a grown man! I can't be anyone's pet!”
“Why, what does that have to do with it? Everyone knows grown humans make the best pets! But I suppose you need some convincing first.” Before Alex could reply, Susan moved him right in front of her smile. Her pearly whites, each a massive ivory spire, shimmered with a thin film of spit. After how friendly Susan had been, it had almost slipped his mind just how easily this dog woman could end his life. A single bite from those chompers could crush him into paste. Heck, she could just as easily swallow him whole and let him slowly die inside her. In the half second she held him there, Alex thought for sure that's what was coming. Instead, she turned her finger over and sent him falling down, right towards her chest, where he softly struck the short, brown fur that covered her left tit and rolled down bit by bit until he was caught in her cleavage, all but wedged between those walls of fur and soft flesh.
“I'm guessing human men like tits just as much as our men do. And if you're anything like the ones I know, the bigger the better, right?” Susan's breasts wobbled as her hands settled down on them, massive fingers stroking the furry surfaces. Alex slipped a little lower, his body all but entombed in fur and flesh. Only a thin window to the outside world remained to him, and most of what he saw through it was Susan's face. Then she laughed, and his world shook with each hearty chuckle. “Well, I'm sure mine are the biggest pair you've ever seen! Hope you have fun getting to know these puppies!” Alex's heart was racing as he tried to grab Susan's fur and pull himself out. He was fine so far, but a little more pressure would surely crush him. Already it was so intense that he could hardly move.
But when Susan pressed her tits together soon afterwards, utterly smothering Alex between them, the young man wasn't crushed. The pressure was incredible, but he wasn't hurt. All it did was numb him. “Do you like it, hun? You'll get to spend lots of time with the girls now that you're all mine! Any man would kill to be in your position. What do you say? Being a pet's not so bad, is it?” She rubbed her tits together, driving Alex deeper into her fur until he met her skin. The very first touch left him breathless. It was so deliciously warm and soft, unlike anything he'd ever felt before. He forgot the terror from those twin mountains grinding against each other, and clung to that delicious skin, hungry for its soothing warmth. He hung there even when Susan released her breasts and let everything go still.
Well, not everything. Her breasts were so big, and Alex so tiny, that he could feel every little move she made, down to her breathing and the beating of her heart. The sheer power was incredible; Susan was like a living mountain next to him, and here he was huddled under her fur, clinging to her warmth like a blood-sucking flea. Even after surviving all that business with her boobs, he couldn't help but feel she could crush him like a bug whenever she pleased. Maybe he should be more thankful that she hadn't decided to do it yet.
“Hmm...” Sudan ran a fingertip over the spot where she'd last seen Alex, and before long the young man felt a pressure at his back pushing him gently against her skin. “There you are! Are you coming out~? No~? I knew you'd have a change of heart! Well, you can stay there if you want, hun. I'll pluck you out once I've got some food ready for us.” With that, Susan left her bedroom, breasts bouncing with every step, shaking that tiny man who clung fiercely to her skin so he wouldn't fall off. He wasn't sure how far down the floor was, but surely it was no less than a mile.
Holding on was easier than he'd expected thanks to Susan's fur at his back, and after a while he could start to relax and even enjoy the ride. He was almost dozing off when Susan finished her cooking and fished him out of her fur with a pair of finger claws, dropping him on the edge of her plate where she left bits and crumbs of her meal for him. “Eat up, hun!” Alex hadn't realized how hungry he was until he caught the smell of ham and potatoes wafting out from the titanic mountain of food piled up on Susan's plate. He hurried to eat, tearing out a handful of ham and chowing down on it. The gleam of Susan's spoon caught his eye when it came down for some potatoes, and he watched as it floated up and into her mouth, where she ate it up ravenously. It chilled him to watch, and the next few times her spoon came down for food he tensed up worrying that he might find himself in the next spoonful, but after a while he got used to it. There was no way she meant to eat him, right? People didn't usually eat their pets.
“Was that too much for you, cutie?” Susan asked after she finished, seeing the tiny crumbs that Alex had left behind. It was more than half of what she'd given him, and it was way too much for him. “Let me help you finish it, then.” She stretched a finger towards Alex, who backed away in a hurry when its black pad appeared overhead. He felt queasy watching how simply she swiped up those little crumbs and licked them both up, and he started panicking when her fingers came back afterwards, but she just plucked him off her plate and left him on the table while she went to wash it.
“So, give me a review if you don't mind. How would you rate my food, hun?” she said as she dried her hands and came back to sit with him.
“I-it was great! You're a good cook, Susan. Er... ma'am.”
Susan laughed. “Just Susan is fine. Wouldn't mind you calling me 'mama' though.” The way she laughed before sipping from her glass, Alex wasn't sure if she was serious. “And my tits? On a scale of one to ten, how much did you love them?” She crossed her arms and gave her chest a little shake.
“I-I'm, uh, not really sure.” Alex scratched the back of his head and tried not to look at them. “M-maybe a nine?”
“A nine? That's not bad. How can I make you give me a ten, though? Is there something else you wanna see from me? Maybe I had you wrong; maybe you're more an ass man than a boob man. Wanna see some tail, hun?” Before he could answer, Susan pushed back her chair and stood, turning right around for him and backing up until her thighs were pressed against the table.
Alex had first seen her ass when she was washing the dishes. It looked huge from a distance, but from this close it was immense—beautifully thick and round, with curves to make any woman jealous and any man go nuts. Even the tail sticking out of her jeans, wagging briskly in the air, only made him more excited. He took a step towards her, but fell on his knees when Susan started rocking her ass against the table, and rocking the table along with it. A shiver went up Alex's spine when she looked over her shoulder and winked at him. Then her hands settled on the edge of the table and she hoisted herself up. Her ass fell on the table with a titanic WHUMPH!, burying Alex under all that denim-clad softness. A twist of her hips ground him against the table with terrifying intensity, but he was too thrilled to be scared of her.
“Still down there, hun?” she chuckled. “You're such a tiny thing I can't even feel you. Maybe if I took off my pants... but let's save that for another time, I think. Don't wanna use up every fun idea on the first day! On the other hand...” Hopping off the table, Susan swiped up the tiny human and dropped him in her back pocket, then ran a hand over her ass until she felt that tiny little lump right in the middle of it, practically indistinguishable from a piece of lint except for the faint sense of movement. “There now, that's just perfect!” Susan took a few steps with an extra sway in her hips for her little man to enjoy. It was so much fun for her just walking around the house like that, every so often rubbing her ass or pressing a finger over the little human, or even spanking herself to make her butt really jiggle. Just a little playfulness, but it felt so intense for the diminutive Alex, even more than it had been on her tits. The thundering clap of each spank scared him most of all, as did the quaking that followed them, but after the second one, he found he didn't mind. Like a roller coaster, a little fear only added to the fun of riding the titanic doberman's butt.
Sounded ridiculous when he put it like that, but it was the truth; he really was loving it here, way more than he ever could have expected. Leaving this place and finding a way back home hadn't even crossed his mind since Susan had dropped him in her tits, and the more of her he experienced, the more felt he had to stay with her.
Some time later, Susan fished him out and dropped him on the very end of her snout, crossing her eyes to peer at her little human. “So, how was it? Better than my tits? Worse? The same?” Alex stayed down on his knees while she spoke, trying to keep his balance as everything moved with her speech. Even though he thought he'd gotten used to her, it was humbling to find himself this close to her gaze again, looking at those eyes like a pair of bright moons.
“What's the matter? Dog got your tongue?” Susan tilted back her head and made Alex cling to her fur so he wouldn't fall all the way to her eyes. “Maybe you're not an ass or a boob person after all. Is there something else you might like? How about...” A sudden downwards turn of her head made Alex let go of her fur, and sent him falling down the length of her body. He screamed as he rushed down past her chest, flailing his arms wildly towards her as if he could reach her boobs through the hundred feet gap that stretched between them. He rushed down past her belly, past her hips and her thighs, and down her legs, finally thumping onto the floor. The impact stunned him and left his backside sore, but other than that he was fine. He slowly opened his eyes, and once the blurriness faded, his heart jumped in his chest as he saw Susan in her full immensity towering overhead. The colossus swayed as she adjusted her stance; it looked like she would topple over at any moment, and his mind was screaming at him to get out of the way before she fell on him, but just looking up at her face made him too dizzy to stand as he tried to comprehend how far away it was.
Suddenly the ground shook and some movement further down caught Alex's eyes. He looked and saw Susan's paws sliding closer, coming to a stop mere inches away. Giant toes settled in front of him, brown-furred and black-padded, with claws that could have crushed houses with a touch. “Are you a paw person, hun? I hear humans love them! And if you don't now, I'm sure you will after today.” Susan's toes rose slowly, looming overhead, then fell again and struck the floor with thundering intensity, sending out a gust of wind that ruffled Alex's hair. They slid closer, very nearly barreling over Alex, who felt smaller than ever as he stared at those mountainous digits. Susan giggled. “I wonder if I look as big to you as I feel looking at you. You really are such a cute little thing, hun. Well, hope you're ready for my paw, 'cause here it comes!” Her paw lifted off the floor, and moved forward to hang over Alex. Her toes wiggled over his little head; he could hear fur rubbing against fur, and smell the clear, earthy aroma of that view-filling paw sole. He was more scared than he'd been since he thought she would eat him, but all the more excited for it. He'd never been interested in feet, and much less in dog paws, but looking up at Susan's, he couldn't wait to be smothered underneath those big, meaty pads.
He stood still as her foot began its descent, trembling with excitement every second until that dark surface of her pad had him flat against the floor. The weight was overwhelming. Her flesh entombed him, leathery skin covered him so completely that he could hardly breathe. A little twist of her foot drove him deeper into it; a slight sweatiness soaked into his boxers and covered his skin, fastening him to hers. When she raised her foot after a minute, he was still on her sole, and when she turned her foot around, Susan smiled to find him so perfectly plastered to her.
“Look at you, my tiny little flea,” she cooed, tracing a circle around him with her claw tip. The motion pulled at her skin, and her skin pulled at Alex, making him dance along with it. “So weak and helpless you can't even get off of my paw. Or, are you so scared that you don't want to let it go?” She curled her toes, and a tiny wrinkle of her paw all but swallowed Alex up. If she hadn't been able to feel him down there, she never would have guessed he existed. “I suppose I shouldn't tease you about it. Why, anyone at all would be scared if they were as itty-bitty as you, hun. Lucky that you've got me to protect you from this big scary world, don't you think?” She moved her other paw closer, and slowly pressed the two together, trapping Alex between her gigantic pads. “Lucky that you're all mine~.” Susan's paws easily had their way with Alex, rolling the young man around like he was nothing but a speck of lint caught between them. Toes took him and squeezed him, showcasing how easily even her tiniest digits could dominate the young man. A simple curl sufficed to smother him in her being. He might as well have been dirt for how she was treating him.
Even so, Alex was happy. Better than happy, he was in love with his new owner, this colossal doberman woman. Whether she loved or could love him too, he didn't know, but as long as he could stay with her, he didn't need anything else to be happy. He'd love her all the same, even if it had to be the love of a pet for its master.