Emily
returned late on Sunday night, clearly exhausted from a weekend with
her family and the long drive to and from wherever her hometown was.
She had scooped Heather up from where she had been kneeling down at
Lex's feet, gently scraping calluses off their heel, and the shrunken
woman immediately found herself being hugged close against the
giantess's chilly leather jacket. Emily's voice rumbled through her
body as the two roommates chatted about the holiday and how finals
were right around the corner.
Every
time she tried to squirm to look up at Emily, the giantess's grip
tightened and she was pressed deeper into the black leather. She gave
up after a few tries and simply hung limp in Emily's arm, breathing
in the girl's rich scent; the subtle hints of fruity lotion layered
with earthy weed. Heather became so lost in it that she barely
registered when Emily finally started moving again.
She
dropped Heather onto her bed without ceremony before shutting her
door and letting out a long sigh. Emily was already pulling out a
fluffy red scarf from the inside of her jacket, her beringed fingers
playing against it for a moment before her dark eyes flickered from
her chipped nail polish to Heather.
Her
black painted lips spread into a smile, “I hope you had a relaxing
holiday, Hot Mom, because I've got plenty of work for you.” The
giantess giggled as she stepped froward, casting the smaller woman in
shadow as she took off her jacket and hung it off the back of her
desk chair. She unzipped her suitcase next and sighed as she took out
the shoes she had brought with her. “It snowed, of course, so all
my shoes got dirty and my nails are chipped to shit, so are my
toenails, and I've got so much tension in my shoulders...”
She
continued to disrobe as she moved across the room. First, she tugged
off the suede chelsea boots she wore and made a disgusted noise as
she let them drop to the ground. Then her black turtleneck was tossed
to the floor followed by the bra that she unclasped with a pleased
sigh. She wiggled out of her pants halfway to the closet and then
peeled off her socks, which were flung in opposite directions.
In a
few steps, Emily had turned her room from immaculate to a disaster
zone.
The
giantess paused in front of her closet, her fingers drumming against
its frame, “What the hell was I even coming over here for?” With
a shrug, she turned around and her bare breasts bounced with each of
her steps as she crossed back.
Heather
barely had time to stumble away before Emily's mountainous body
crashed down onto the bed, the whole world pitching toward her as she
rolled up onto her side. An immense arm settled down behind her and
she was immediately dragged forward until she was buried between
Emily's tits. The slow beating of the giantess's heart was broken up
by the hum of her vape somewhere above and Heather was slowly lifted
up by the girl's inflating lungs.
She let
out the impressive toke in a slow exhale, “I really should have
brought more home with me. Though maybe I needed a different kind of
stress relief...”
The
massive hand on Heather's back gently pushed her up onto the girl's
right breast and she was suddenly face-to-face with Emily's nipple.
She could feel her body hum with excitement while her mouth watered.
The girl's huge finger tickled the back of her head and Heather
opened her mouth wide to accept the stiffening nipple.
The
world rose and she heard the hum of Emily's vape rumble once more,
another cloud rolling over head before she spoke, “Mhm, that's
right, that's my good girl...”
The
words made Heather moan and she pressed herself tight against Emily's
chest, her tiny fingers struggling to hold any amount of the squishy
breast flesh as she kneaded it. The vape was set back down on the
nightstand while Heather started to vigorously girnd against her
gigantic owner and then she felt one hand settle on her body while
the other stretched behind her. The warmth and scent of Emily's bare
flesh filled her little frame and she could already feel her body
building with excitement as the gigantic girl started to play with
herself.
She
lost herself in her own ecstasy, her little body humping and grinding
away against Emily's enormous frame. And then she felt it start to
build in the enormous girl; the way her breath started to quicken,
her fingers clenched down against Heather, and the wet squelching of
the giantess playing with herself sped up. Heather couldn't stop her
own body from responding in kind and as Emily's orgasm quaked through
her little world, the tiny woman let out her own pleasure-filled cry.
She
collapsed down onto Emily, both of them gasping for air and shaking
as their orgasms simultaneously rattled their frames. The giantess
didn't say anything as she turned out the light and then heaved a
blanket over Heather's world.
“Good
girl,” she finally muttered several minutes later, already
half-asleep.
Heather
couldn't help herself from moaning and cuddling a little closer at
the words, and smiled as she realized there wasn't a hint of
embarrassment in her tiny body on hearing them. With Emily's
heartbeat rumbling through her, her eyes drooped and she fell into a
deep blissful sleep.
The
next few days passed in a blur as Heather realized that Emily hadn't
been kidding about all the work she had planned for her. She spent
Monday scrubbing Emily's shoes as clean as she could but with the
weather growing colder, she found herself in an uphill battle to
constantly remove scuffs and salt damage and dirty water stains from
the huge pieces of footwear. Her nights were spent atop Emily's back,
pressing hard into the giantess's flesh in an attempt to relieve the
tension that was building throughout her frame. Then there was
cleaning and repainting the girl's nails while also attending to all
of her normal duties such as moisturizing her skin, dragging clothes
to the hamper, and being constantly ready to be played with at the
drop of a hat.
By the
time Friday afternoon had rolled around, Heather was exhausted.
The
world outside was growing dark but she knew it was still early
because Emily was still on campus. Heather was laid out spread eagle
on Emily's rug, her eyes half closed as she let the warm fuzzy fabric
envelop her and soak in the few beads of sweat that trickled down her
body despite the chill in the air. She had finally managed to get the
last of the shoes that Emily had taken home with her clean and then
wrangled them into their spot on the giantess's immense shoe rack.
Heather
wondered how she could have missed slaving away for the giantess
while she was gone over the weekend but as her eyes shut she suddenly
remembered the way Emily had woken her up that morning. As the girl's
alarm had blared in her ear, the giantess's pinky had pressed against
her womanhood and then gently pushed in past her lips. The moan she
let out had made the girl laugh before her morning breath washed over
the world, “All it takes to fill you up is just the tip of my
finger, huh?”
Heather
had cried out 'yes' over and over again as Emily gently slid her
pinky in and out while scrolling through the notifications that had
accumulated on her phone overnight. When she came, the girl tousled
her hair with the same pinky that had just fucked her and then
deposited her on the floor before walking to the shower.
Just
thinking about it sent a shiver through her body and sent her hands
roving toward her own crotch.
The
front door opened and two giants entered before it slammed shut.
Emily's voice thundered across the house, “Fuck, it's cold.”
“I'm
glad you're back in town but did you have to bring the snow with
you,” Izzy wasn't as booming as Emily but the words were still
clear in Heather's ears.
Their
giggles echoed up the stairs followed by the faint sound of them
kissing. “Want some tea, babe?”
“That'd
be great, Ems,” there was a slap and another giggle before Heather
could hear Izzy coming up the stairs. She felt the giantess's
approach a moment later and then she watched the girl's stained white
sneakers, still slick with melting snowflakes, pound into the room.
The
whole floor quaked as she dropped an immense backpack down and let
out a sigh as she took off her peacoat and fluffy white beanie. Both
were tossed onto Emily's desk chair before the girl delicately set
herself upon the enormous bed, her eyes lingering on her phone for a
moment before they scanned the floor.
When
Izzy's eyes landed upon her, Heather was already scrambling to her
feet as the giantess cleared her throat. The girl still wasn't as
frequent a guest as Emily clearly wanted her to be but she had come
by enough that Heather understood what she expected of shrunken
people. She kept her head low to keep Izzy from seeing how bright
pink her cheeks became as she marched forward and then got down on
her knees in front of the girl's sneaker.
She
crossed one leg over the other, letting her dirty sole bounce over
Heather and send frigid droplets of water against her back. The taste
of shoe leather filled her mouth while Izzy cooed above, “That's
right, little one. Lick, lick, lick. Yeah, that's a good girl.”
Heather's
stomach churned at the cutesy words. Whereas Emily calling her a
'good girl' made her practically melt with joy, Izzy always said it
in a way that made her feel smaller than she already was. As if she
truly were a subhuman slave who was lucky to be a servant at the
giant girl's feet.
The
worst part about it all though was that Heather knew she was lucky.
Izzy
could easily hurt her or goad Emily into punishing her for some
entirely fictional infraction. Heather knew that if Izzy asked or
suggested it, Emily would do it. The girl always seemed blind to the
cruelty of the woman she was seeing. Just like she seemed to ignore
how terrible Lex was to Siggy.
Thunder
traveled up the stairs before Emily entered the room, wearing her own
white boots, which were thankfully less stained thanks to their thick
black sole and chunky heel. The girl's baggy pants bore the faint
traces of muddy water on the back hem however.
“There
you go, babe,” Emily handed her a steaming mug before taking a sip
from her own and stepping over Heather. She could hear the giantess
remove her own coat and much lighter bag before sitting down on the
bed beside Izzy. “Aw, already putting her to work?”
“You
always offer her services,” Izzy replied, “I figured it was ok.”
“It
definitely is,” the giantess's words became a low growl before she
pecked the other girl's lips, which turned into a deeper kiss.
Heather
could feel Izzy's toes scrunch beneath her swiping tongue, the white
leather flexing all around her. Then she was pushed back as the girl
pivoted her foot, “Ems, c'mon, you said you were going to help me
with my flashcards.”
“Mhm,
right, yeah,” Emily replied as she kissed Izzy's neck, which only
made the other giantess giggle before pushing her away again. “Ok,
yeah, flashcards first.”
“Flashcards
first,” Izzy repeated as she uncrossed her legs.
Heather
scrambled backwards as the girl's foot descended toward her and then
hovered over where she had just been kneeling. She watched as the
giantess pushed one sneaker off then the other, each hitting the
floor with a faint clap while Emily unzipped her tall boots and stood
them upright beside her nightstand.
“Those
are for you,” Izzy said with a haughty smirk, gesturing at Heather
and then her dirty sneakers before she turned to her backpack. She
dug through it for a second and then handed a deck of index cards to
Emily, “And these are for you.”
“Jesus,”
Emily muttered as she looked at the stack, “Is this still for the
LSAT?”
“No,
they're for my Classics final,” Izzy replied as she sat
cross-legged on Emily's bed and cupped her tea with both hands.
“Babe,
don't you think you're overdoing it just a little, I-”
“Ems,”
There was a warning tone to the nickname that made Emily stop though
she did sigh. “Not all of us are blessed with steel trap minds,”
Heather couldn't help but notice the bitterness that crept into
Izzy's voice before she giggled, “Plus the faster we get through
these cards, the faster we can do the fun part of studying.”
Emily
smirked but then eyed the girl warily, “I hate to ask but I just
want to really be sure you mean not-studying.”
Izzy
let out a low excited hum of assent before taking a long sip from her
mug.
As
Emily started to quiz Izzy, Heather couldn't help but watch the
mundane scene for a moment. She thought back to her own college years
of sitting on a bed doing the same thing, though she recalled that
when she used to quiz her boyfriends she'd occasionally make it into
a fun strip-tease, taking off clothing for every right answer and
putting one back on every time they messed up. She also found her
eyes lingering on the huge steaming mugs of tea the girls drank and
fought the urge to look at the bowl she had been drinking water from
for months.
A
strange sorrow came over her as she bent back down to Izzy's dirty
sneakers and realized that at some point in the weeks leading up to
her shrinking, she had had the last cup of tea she would probably
ever drink or the last beer or cocktail or a million other things.
The thought dwelled on her the whole time, making her frown even more
than the bitter taste of dirt that seemed ingrained in the white
leather of Izzy's Reeboks.
When
the last flashcard was reached, Izzy's sneakers were as pristine as
they ever were and Heather was washing out her mouth as best as she
could with water from her bowl.
“Did
you turn the heat up in here or something, Ems?” Izzy asked as she
started to take off her sweater.
Emily
giggled, “I did but I promise it wasn't to get you out of your
clothes any faster. It's just been snowing pretty hard this whole
time.”
The
words drew Izzy's gaze alongside Heather's, and both of them blinked
when they saw the thick banks of snow that had formed on the window
panes. But again Emily's voice drew their attention back to the bed.
“Ooo,
when'd you get this?”
Emily's
fingers wrapped around a necklace that hung low across Izzy's chest,
and Heather flinched as she heard a faint cry of surprise. “Oh I've
had this for years,” Izzy explained as she gently pulled the small
orb shaped pendant from Emily's grasp and held it up to the other
girl's eye, “I only wear it when I find a shrinkee small enough to
put inside though.”
“Oh
my God, that's amazing,” Emily leaned in close and chuckled as she
peered at the shrunken person trapped within Izzy's jewelry, “Who
is she?”
“I
don't know,” Izzy let the pendant drop and neither giantess
responded to the terrified screech that emanated from it, “I found
her in the dining hall yesterday or the day before, crouched by the
tray return.”
“How
do you even grab people that small?” Emily asked as she laid down
with her head in Izzy's lap, her fingers playing across the girl's
thighs, “I feel like I'd just smush them accidentally between my
fingers.”
“I
just sort of trapped her in the corner with my foot and carefully
picked her up between my fingers, it's not that hard.”
“If
you say so,” Emily shrugged, “So are you going to sell her?”
“Nah,
wouldn't even be worth it, I'll just wear her for a while, at least
through Finals and probably the holiday break too,” Izzy idly
played with with her pendant, not even cocking her head at the tiny
pleas that bubbled out from it, “For the confidence boost, you
know?”
“Oh
yeah, I get ya,” Emily reached for her vape and took a slow toke
before she snapped her fingers at Heather.
On
trembling legs she approached the giant bed while Emily tried to pass
her vape up to Izzy and as usual the girl shook her head 'no.' Emily
set the vape back onto her nighstand before snatching Heather up from
the floor and dropping the shrunken woman down onto her lap. The
girl's powerful fingers ran over her tiny body and while she tried to
make herself relax, Heather couldn't help but stare up at the pendant
hanging above Emily's head.
The
shrunken girl inside had to be an inch at most as she gripped one of
the tiny air holes of her glass prison and stared out pleadingly. She
started to open her mouth to shout a plea down at Heather but Izzy's
fingers again wrapped around it and the motion cut the shrunken girl
off before she could begin.
Despite
how the pair had talked when they started studying, neither of them
even played at the other's clothes as they lay together. Izzy simply
toyed with her necklace while Emily's fingers stroked against
Heather's back. The buzzing of Emily's phone made the hand drift off
of her, only for Izzy's hand to come down and immediately start
petting her.
“Oh
damn, I think you're going to be spending the night here, babe,”
Emily announced as she held her phone up to Izzy.
“Well
that's one benefit of you bringing a snow storm,” Izzy said with a
smile before bending down low and kissing Emily on the lips.
That
one kiss made Heather's world start to shift.
Emily
lifted her head up further, sending the shrunken woman tumbling
across her body to land in a heap between her thighs. The bed shifted
all around her as Emily sat up to properly face Izzy, while the other
giantess hungrily pulled at the long sleeved t-shirt Emily wore.
Heather scrambled down to the foot of the bed and swung herself
toward the floor while gripping onto the comforter for dear life. The
whole bed bucked as she dropped down to the floor and the gigantic
pair started to go at it in earnest.
The
sound of them having sex thundered in Heather's ears and made her own
body ache and tingle as she watched them. She couldn't help but come
around the edge of the bed and then walk across Emily's rug to get a
better view.
No
matter how badly the immense movie theater-sized porno that played
before her made Heather want to touch herself, she already knew that
Emily wouldn't like it. The giantess had already made her cum once
that day and Heather was painfully aware that she was relegated to
only having one orgasm a day unless expressly told otherwise.
She
watched their immense bodies writhe against each other while the
sound of their kissing and sucking and biting filled the room. Their
fingers dove into each others crotches; rubbing against their clits,
penetrating deep inside of their wet pussies, and contorting
themselves to try and stimulate everywhere at once. Finally, the
pair's orgasmic moans echoed throughout the house as they came
together and Heather could do nothing but wrap her arms around her
knees and let out a faint whine.
Neither
giantess noticed her struggle to remain calm, much like they didn't
notice the sobbing that came from Izzy's pendant. They only had space
for each other as they stared into each other's eyes, both panting as
they came down from their orgasms.
“Hey,
could you get me something like this?” Emily asked, her hands going
to the pendant around Izzy's neck as she spooned the girl.
“Do
you mean the shrinkee or the necklace?”
“Necklace,
but maybe not this exact style, just ya know, something that can hold
a shrinkee.”
“Of
course, Ems, I know people that make this sort of stuff.”
“I
figured,” Emily said between gentle kisses, “I missed you, you
know, when I was out of town.”
“I
missed you too,” there was a faint hesitation to Izzy's voice that
made Heather finally look up.
Emily
was grinning as she snuggled up behind the girl, nuzzling her neck
between kisses, “Is it crazy that I wished I had brought you home
with me for Thanksgiving?”
Izzy's
eyes widened and though Emily continued to kiss her, Heather could
tell Izzy was tensed, “To meet your family?”
“I
guess,” Emily replied, growing quiet as if she was only just
realizing the implication of what she had said, “I mostly just
wanted to spend more time with you.”
“Yeah,
well, if you had stayed in-town we could have spent a lot more time
together.”
“Yeah,
I guess so,” her face lit up again, “I'll be spending most of
winter break here though.”
“That's
nice, the dorms are shut down for most of break...” Izzy rolled her
eyes.
“Oh,
right...”
Despite
having just watched the pair have sex, Heather suddenly felt like a
voyeur as she watched the young couple up on the bed. She started to
move toward the door before noticing that it was shut tight, cutting
off any potential escape.
“Ems,
uh, what are your plans after you graduate?”
“With
my degree,” she paused for a moment and then added, “My Econ
degree not my History one, the history one is just ya know, for
funsies... I'll probably end up doing quant stuff somewhere. I
figured if Lex got a job in the Bay Area, I'd go there so we could
keep rooming together but I could also land in Chicago or New York.”
“You
know that I've applied to law schools...” Izzy took a deep breath,
“Not in those parts of the country, right?”
“Yes,
I know that you've applied to...” Emily was about to start
repeating where Izzy applied when she suddenly looked like she'd been
punched in the gut, “Oh.”
“Yeah,”
Izzy's voice was hollow.
Heather
looked away as she watched Emily start to blink rapidly, clearly
trying to fight the tears that threatened her. “So... what does
that mean, for us...”
“Right
now? It doesn't mean anything, I like you and I like spending time
with you and who knows if I'll even get into the schools I applied
to-”
Emily's
voice cracked slightly, “Of course you will...”
“Even
if I do, that doesn't matter right now but also maybe, I don't know,
maybe we shouldn't get too serious if we know...”
“Yeah,
yeah, that makes sense,” the strain in the giantess's voice as she
clearly tried to convince herself that what Izzy said made sense was
physically painful to Heather. “We can... we can keep it casual...”
“Yeah...”
A deep
silence fell over the room and Heather knew it would be a long time
before either girl broke it.