Giantess Jen and I by tinyslave

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I don’t remember much about how it happened, I only remember waking up naked on a side walk being only an inch and a half tall. It was dark and the city seemed unfamiliar. Everything towered over me. I ran like a rat along walls to avoid being crushed by giant feet and managed to find a familiar street. From there on I walked to the nearest place I knew, my friend Jennifer’s house.

Jen and I had been friends or long, we had never had anything beyond friendship although I wouldn’t had minded it at all since she was hot as hell. She worked as a tv anchor for a local Latin channel. She was stunningly beautiful, her skin was dark smooth. She had dark brown eyes, so dark they seemed to be almost completely black at a distance and they had a strange, sensual gleam to them which later on I would learn to both relish and fear… More striking to me though were her beautiful full lips, she had a broad sensuous mouth with gleaming white teeth that could be seen when she flashed her soothing smile

Exhausted of walking barefoot for miles, avoiding giant feet, cars, dogs and bicycles I managed to reach her apartment and crawled into some packages that had been left out her doorstep.

That is where she found me, she says she thought I was some kind of doll at first, but soon realized I was a tiny living human being which resembled her disappeared friend Jon. I awakened at the feel of cool water sprinkling over me and found myself in the soft cushion of her palm. At first I was startled to see her huge face hovering over me and I cowered away from her against her fingers (silly me!). But soon her deep feminine voice boomed through me telling me she was not going to hurt me.

After I regained my senses I started asking questions who she was , where was I, what was going on? She was delighted to hear my tiny voice and smiled broadly. She was amazed to see me, particularly being my size an told me what little she knew. She said she had lost contact with me several months ago and heard I had gone missing, no one knew much more than that.

She carried me from the bathroom where I was being revived to her room. It was a bit disconcerting form e to be carried around in her palm, everything moved so fast and I was still getting used to the point of view. It was very distracting to have to look past her two mountainous breasts to see her face looming far above me. I could see them bobbing and jiggling under the thin tank top she was wearing as she kept on talking to me from above.

We decided we were not going to tell anyone, I did not feel comfortable being studied by scientist just yet, I had to come to terms with what had happened. She agreed said we could be “roommates” although my sleeping arrangements in a comfy shoe box lined with some of her t-shirts made me feel more like a pet. She also made some make shift clothes for me with pieces of cloth which actually fit pretty well, kind of like a toga.

A few days passed and I started getting used to my situation. Jennifer was really cool and gentle, she left me food and water as well as the TV when she left for work and always came to check on me first thing when she came back. She was like a little girl with a new pet, rushing in to check on after thinking of it all day. We got to talk a lot and get to know each other in the coming weeks becoming even closer friends than before.

One day, I was still getting settled into my box wondering about my strange predicament when her huge fingers closed in over me and picked me out of the box. I Yelped and instinctively tried free my self an she let me go.

“I m sorry!” she asid did I hurt you?”

“No” I said getting up from my makeshift home – You just startled me! I am not used to being picked up, you know, much less without warning… you have to understand you are a little overwhelming form me in my current condition!”

She relaxed and laughed, promising to let me know when she was going to pick me up. She said she just wanted to sit on with her on the bed and talk with me. I agreed and let her pick me up (she seemed extra gentle with me). Still it was the first time I noticed her picking me up without consulting me and it made me feel a little weird. She took me to the bed and laid on her back and places me on her belly.

She liked having me there, I supposed it was more comfortable for her to talk to me in that position while she rested. She said she thought it was kind of cute to feel my tiny walking on her stomach and the way sat on her belly button as if it was a luxury couch (it was indeed very warm and comfortable!)

She had had a rough day at work, she ad showered and changed as usual into her house-clothes. She was wearing a loose grey tank top and a pair of sexy boxer shorts. I could of course not help staring at her luscious, dark-skinned curves. Her monumental body was, by its shear size amazing to look at, however I had always respectfully tried not to gawk too much.

She started telling me about her day, however I was not really paying attention. The soft skin of her belly was warm beneath me, and I could feel it rise and fall with her breathing. Her whole work day kept pouring from her lips but the scent of her fragrant skin was everywhere, distracting me from her words. Suddenly a low pitched growl, which sounded to me like some sort of dragon in a cavern, shook my world and she stopped her chattering,

She flushes slightly and put her hand on her belly right besides me.

“Sorry about that! I haven’t had anything to eat since breakfast!”

I laughed again as a second tremor shook my belly button seat once more.

“Please have something to eat! I don’t want you reaching over to my box for a snack in the middle of the night!” I laughed but for some reason the realization that she could actually eat me and send me to that sprawling maze of intestines beneath my feet brought me again to my senses of how small I really was. It was ridiculous, I could easily fit into her stomach, and that growling monster beneath would hardly tell me apart from a bite of chicken of ham!

Jen laughed and put me aside while she went for a sandwich. She came back and I was terrified as her beautiful, rounded, humongous ass covered my vision. My survival instincts kicked in again and I made a run for my life. When her body sank into the mattress, I lost my balance and rolled into the depression her body was creating, bouncing against her thigh.

“There you are!” she said unaware of the drama that had just gone under the shadow of her butt. She picked me up and plopped me onto the plate she now had on her belly for the sandwich as she turned on the TV. I calmed down and I sat on her plate, seeing her pick up the tons of sandwich that lay besides me and carry it over to her mouth just to see it put back an instant later with huge bite mars on it. In one bite she easily took in enough food to feed me for a month!

I was in awe of seeing the massive amounts of food travel across the landscape of where body an disappear into her mouth. I could see the massive workings of her jaws crushing everything, and then her throat convulse as she swallowed. Life’s simple processes take on a different perspective at my scale. For some reason I could not get the idea of that cute little black haired girl who was my friend was also a giant organism capable of ingesting an feeding on me. I felt an extreme curiosity about this everyday process happening in my friends massive female body.

“Hey Jennifer..” I called and she looked at me from the TV, “This is going to sound weird but would you mind if I “walked around on you” a while? I am curious about hearing what your swallowing sounds like at my size.

She gave me a puzzled “Sure, walk all over me buddy! Just don’t go anywhere you wouldn’t go if you weren’t two inches tall!” then she returned to her TV show.

Gleefully I stepped from the plate and on to her belly. I realized it was also the first time I took any liberty around her body. Jen had never put any limits on my touching her, but I had always pretty much kept a distance out of politeness. Our contact was limited to my sitting on her belly (which I enjoyed very much) and her picking me up and carrying me around. Neither of us wondered naked around each other.

I started climbing up her bare belly until I reached the bottom of her tank top. I could easily get underneath that thin layer of cloth if I wanted and get a look at those beautiful brown hills she had for breasts, but I decided not to. I would not want to get my benefactor annoyed. So instead I decided to climb over it. It was kind of difficult since her breasts created a tightening of the top between them that mad the cloth harder to grip an unstable to climb on. At one point I looked up an saw her looking down at me with an amused smile.

“I could use a hand here you know!” I yelled. She smiled pretended not to hear me and looked back to her TV.

Finally I reached the next patch of bare skin in her chest. Above me the sandwich glided once again to her mouth. From my vantage point on the slightly inclined plane of her breast bone I could see only her neck and the bottom of her jaw. I saw the sandwich go in and heard the crunching of the lettuce as her molars disintegrated it. Then she swallowed, I put my ear against her chest and heard a rumble like wet avalanche as powerful muscles passed tones of mater beneath my tiny body. I could also feel her heart beating, like the low thud of a Japanese drum deep in her body.

Then she brought up her glass of water and I the flood of thousands of gallons that rusehed underneath shook my entire being. Her body was amazingly big, the though to of the sheer power of her muscles compared to my puny being started to give me a hard on.

“Enjoying her yourself down there?” She asked “I looked up to see her looking at me curiously.

I nodded and tried to say something about it being interesting, but I really was just plain exited.

“So you are interested in seeing how a giant girl eats huh?” Here give me a hand, make yourself useful!” she said playfully. Without warning her fingers picked me up and carried me over and dropped me on table where she had a plate with some celery sticks, and some fruits and whip cream for desert.

“Pick up one of those celery sticks and dip it let me know when you got it.” she commanded returning to her TV.

I struggled with the celery sticks, which were not very heavy but getting them into the dip was quiet a task. In the end I ended up loosing my balance and landed with the stick in the dip itself. I screamed for help and Jennifer laughed loudly at the site of me stuck in her food.

She picked me up with ease and ordered me to hold on to the celery stick. She then hoisted me up to her face enjoying the game and said in a commanding voice:

“Feed me!” and she moved me towards her mouth as she opened to receive the food. The sight of her mouth was a bit menacing, lush red lips, the glistening teeth, her warm breath bathing me, her eager tongue, the strands of saliva connecting were palate to her lower jaw and the dark gaping throat and uvula were a bit overwhelming. It seemed there was no more Jennifer from my point of view, she had become this huge, hungry mouth eager to chew and swallow anything that it could get hold of. I had never seen a girls mouth from this perspective!

“What are you waiting for?” said the enormous mouth “Feed me! I am hungry”

Obediently I reacted and pushed the celery stick towards it. The tongue eagerly accepted it, then the teeth came down, a little to fast for my comfort, and snatched the celery violently from my hands.

The mouth chewed and swallowed quickly, and then her tongue came out to whip off any dip left on her lips.

“Ahhhh” she said covering me with her hot celery-breath, her mouth opened and I could see there was nothing left.”

“That was fun!” She said pulling away from so I could see her entire face again, “But you are all covered in dip… let me clean you up.” She paced me in the palm of other hand and told me to strip. I started to complain, but her fingers came in and deposed of my makeshift toga.

“Don’t be shy! I’ve already seen you naked remember!” she said mockingly. Then she took me close to her face again. I was SO naked, her huge eyes looking shamelessly over my tiny, dip-covered body, and nowhere to hide in the palm of her hand. The sexual tension was almost unbearable. Before I could even think of covering her lips parted and her tongue covered me licking of the dip from my body with a gentle but impossible strength.

I was licked clean, and left glistening in saliva. Jennifer was really enjoying herself and laughed delightfully. By then I had a hard-on, which I am sure she noticed but did not comment on.

“Common lets do it again!” She said “Now feed me a straw berry with whipped cream now!”

Before I could have a say in it, her hand transported me to the strawberries where I wasn’t made to pick one (a small one) dip it in whipped cream. She basically dipped both the strawberry and me in the whipped cream, my role was merely to hold on to the fruit.

This time she took me far up into the air above her face. From there I could see her hole body sprawled on the bed, I notice her nipples were hard beneath her tank top and that exited me, but scared me a little at the same time. Then, smiling all the time she started lowering me slowly towards her mouth.

“Ahhhhhh” she said looking at me the whole time. When I was close enough I dropped the strawberry into her gapping maw. But then it happened, my whipped cream covered body slipped from her fingers and I plummeted down behind the strawberry.

The last thing I saw before closing my eyes were those enormous teeth beginning to close. I shut my eyes and prepared to be bitten in half. But to my relief I landed on soft plump lips.

Jennifer was having a ball. She picked me up from her mouth and placed me on her palm as she laughed.

I was shaking and visible pale.

“Are you Ok?” she said as she laughed and chewed on the strawberry simultaneously, “You are all pale! Did you really think I was going to eat you? I felt you slip and closed my mouth, no need to worry, you’re my buddy!” I did not, could not answer.

“Are you scared of me?” she said incredulously. I shook my head but could not manage to say anything else.

“What is it like for you being so small? I was only playing with you, I wasn’t going to hurt you!” she said stroking me with her finger, “I figured you were enjoying it as well since you even have your little hard on still.” I flushed as her finger passed gently over my hard on which must be about a quarter of an inch to her.

“Well” I managed to say” I must admit your mouth is a little intimidating at my size. I was just afraid you might accidentally bite me or chew me.”

“I would never do that” she said indignantly” I was just playing around. Here,” she said, “lets make sure you are not afraid of me.” She placed her palm close to her mouth and opened it before me. I could see the insides, now calm and not quivering with that feeding frenzy I had seen before.

“See,” she said “I have perfect control over every movement I make.” She opened and closed her mouth and there tongue proceeded to make rhythmic movements to demonstrate her control.

“You are so small… she said” you could easily fit inside my mouth! (had she just realized that!?). Let’ try it! Come inside.”

She opened wide in front of me and laid her tongue out like a carpet on to her palm invite me to come in.

I realized I was strangely drawn to the invitation. The though of being inside this girl’s giant mouth send shiver down my spine. Slowly, to her enjoyment I approached the inviting tongue which I had previously only met as either a devouring tool or an invasive cleaning monster. It was warm and bumpy and slippery and I crawled on all four on to it.

Once on it she slowly (and as non-threateningly as you can seem when engulfing a tiny person into your mouth) she drew me in. I felt exhilarated as I passed through her front teeth, the whole place seemed dangerous, like a monster held at bay by the sheer will of my giantess friend. I sat there for awhile getting used to it.

“See, I am harmless” said Jen unable to articulate properly with me inside.

Then she started closing slowly. I was again gripped by that terribly unused instinct to avoid being eaten and scrambled towards the closing opening just slam into the back of her teeth.

As a response to my struggles the mouth opened and laughter cam from deep in her throat.

“Don’t panic I am just showing you I am perfectly safe!” Her tongue then deftly accommodated me further inside and she closed where teeth but left her lips open so I would have enough light and air not to feel claustrophobic (so kind of her). Inside it was amazing, being inside the girl was overpowering, her beautiful outside contrasted with her dangerous inside… I looked down her throat and realized if for some reason I slipped inside there would be no coming back!

I started to explore her mouth curiously. The muscularity of the tongue, here hard palate, her granite teeth, her moist breath. Feeling me at ease she closed her lips again, leaving me in suffocating darkness. Her tongue slowly started to move me around, bullying me and caressing me at once, putting me into positions and probing me all over. I felt a sudden rush of saliva flooding the mouth, it was instinctually preparing to swallow, but I knew Jennifer would not allow that to happen.

At this point I had ceased resisting, my whole body’s strength was useless against her power, I was at her mercy and would go to whatever corner of her mouth she wanted to push me to.

At one point I was placed near her left cheek there, to my utter horror I was entrapped by her molars. They came down swiftly but with enough control to keep me unharmed. I yelped as I was held and she applied a bit of pressure on my making me feel about to be squished like a grape between her jaws. More of her melodious and deafening laughter emerged from her belly and she stopped.

Then her tongue manipulated me like a morsel and pressed me against her palate savoring me in the suffocating heat. Suddenly the air left the mouth and I felt saliva rush all around me towards her throat. Her tongue held me tight against her palate though, preventing me from being dragged further into her. At that moment I came in her tongue, my seed a tiny drop into the river of saliva as a giant esophagus convulsed somewhere below me. Suddenly a rush of air, light. Her tongue gently pushed me on to her hand. I was spent and half suffocated, but it was the most exhilarating experience I ever had.

“You liked it didn’t you! ”said Jennifer with a smile, “I can tell you really did!” She said laughing and licking her lips with a naughty look on her face that told me she knew I had come in her tongue. –

“It was so weird!” She went on, “I could feel your little legs flailing around and I could hear you yelping inside when you didn’t like something. Gosh! I felt so powerful having you between my molars, like I could just bite a little harder and squish you! It was a strange sort of rush. But don’t worry I would never do that, that’s cruel and disgusting! You know, there are a lot of fun aspects I hadn’t imagined about owning a little man!”

I did not like the way she used the word ‘owning’ but I was embarrassed about my nakedness and for popping my tiny load into her mouth so I said nothing. She was really cool about it afterwards, we talked about it and asked me what it felt like to be inside her mouth and what I liked and did not like. In general our routine was the same the coming days. But I knew our relationship would change, and in my position, I hoped it was for the best.

Here I was utterly at the mercy of this sexy, powerful, giantess. I had been naked in her mouth, she had made me orgasm by rubbing me like a sweet tart against her palate and I had never even seen her naked. I cant say I have not had strange relationships with women, but I was certain this was definitely a few orders of magnitude out of the ordinary. Still, I liked it, that night in my she box, surrounded by the smell of her body impregnated on her T-shirts I dreamt of things both sublime and terrifying, and woke up still overloaded with the experience.

No hard feelings

Several weeks had passed since I had been adopted by Jennifer. I seldom wor clothes any more, what was there to hide at this point, Jen already knew my puny body like the palm of her hand. In any case, toga has never been my style.

I had had enough time to recover from the initial shock of finding myself a mere two inches tall and I was beginning to fill basically like a tiny bum. Jen would wake up every morning and we would have some breakfast, she would leave water and food for me in her bedside table where I lived in a she box mansion and then she would leave for work. All day I would watch TV and jump (I literally did jump on the remote control’s buttons) from channel to channel. She also left her laptop on which I used to surf the web by ‘skating’ around and jumping on the mouse pad; a good work out by the way.

Everyday I would see Jen on the noon news of her channel, she looked o serious and beautiful when she was on camera. Occasionally the news of my disappearance would come up. Apparently it was part of a series of disappearances that had happened abut the same time as mine under mysterious conditions. So far there were no news of the missing people were known. I wondered if they were all going through something similar to me.

So far I had decided to remain silent about my condition. I did not have any close relatives who would worry about me so I saw no harm in staying out of the radar until I knew more about my condition.

When Jen would come home I would eagerly greet her like a little pet. She would usually take a plate of food, lie in bed and set it on her belly to have dinner as she watched TV. I would usually sit on her plate and she would let me pick my tiny morsels out of her meal. She would tell me of her day and I would tell her about stuff I dad seen on the net or TV and that was about it.

Jen was always really nice and had learned to be gentle when handling me and picking me around. Unfortunately for me my nights were not as exiting as that one time she had let me explore her mouth and toyed with me in her food. I had started to become bored.

One evening she stormed into the apartment like a hurricane. She had had a bad day at work. She shook her shoes off and ungracefully tossed her purse on the bed, a little too close to where I sat.

“Rough day honey?” teased, trying to cheer her up.

She then proceeded to explode with a stream of complaints about her sexist boss, and some idiot who wanted to take over her news spot. I tried talking with her but it was more of one way conversation of me listening to her crappy day.

She then went straight for an hour long bath. Afterwards she lied down in bed as usual and turned on the TV with no mood for chit chat. Myself, I had watched enough TV all day and was eager to talk with another human being so I figured maybe later she would be more talkative. To my dismay she simply fell asleep after dinner, plate, me and all on her belly and I was left on my own again.

I sat there for a while, feeling the slow rise and fall of her breathing and wondering if I should remove myself from on top of her before she rolled over and crushed me under her weight. However, the view from my spot made some more interesting ideas creep into my mind (I am a guy after all!). The sight those giant sleeping breasts, covered only by that sexy, half torn tank top she loved to wear at home woke up that explorer that lies within all of us men.

Her top was very short and I could see bits of the bottom of her right breast rhythmically showing into view as she inhaled and hiding back again when she inhaled. I stood up and crept down form my plate as softly as I could to avoid waking the dark-skinned slumbering mountain. I placed my feet on the warm skin of her bare belly and started walking towards the tantalizing breast. Beneath me I could feel the low gurgles of digestion as her stomach slowly digested the tons of food she had just eaten.

Her breath was slow and regular, which gave me confidence she was well asleep. As I approached her breast I realized the danger sneaking around over a giant sleeping girl. She could roll over, or swat me like a fly if I startled her which would end my minuscule existence. Who cared! This was way better than watching another sitcom on TV!

I finally reached the underside of her heaving breast and I placed my hand on it. It was cooler than the skin on her belly, firm yet with a watery bounciness to it that gave me an instant hard on. Oh yeah, I definitely wanted more!

I Got on all fours and started crawling under her top. I noticed a slight film of sweat right in the crease where her breast met her torso, and the womanly smell of her skin invaded me. I crept on until I was between her breasts. Here the pull the two hills made the top tense creating a space between her chest and the top that was tall enough for me to stand up.

Beneath my feet the sounds of her digestion had been replaces by the low, throbbing of her heart. My own heart, as tiny as it was beat faster and faster in the half light under her top.

I decided to continue my exploration by trying to reach her right nipple. Since I had know Jen, I had always fantasized about sucking on her juicy dark nipples. Now I could do so at will, if only I could manage to reach them. Pulled in by a n irrecistable curipusit I approached the warm, soft skin and began to try to crawl towards it. As I advanced the climb got to the point where her boob met the top, no problem I slithered underneath it and advanced towards where I though my destination was. At this point the tension of the top forced me to drag my naked body pressed completely against her warm skin. The friction made me even more exited as I slowly moved forward.

At one point I felt a stirring of the mountain beneath me. Jennifer moved and I felt the ripples of vibration move under my skin. I stood still until I felt her breathing resume its slow rhythm again.

After a few more minutes of this slow, extremely pleasurable dragging under her top, my hands felt a change in the texture of her skin. The soft but firm skin of her breast gave way to the more yielding, dark brown skin of her aureola. I stopped for a while and admired my find.

It was beautiful, the aureola was a nice tanned brown, just as I had immagined. That is to expect since the natural tone of her skin is naturally a light chocolaty tone. Judging by the curvature of the small portion I could see, I estimated it must be at least two inches in diameter, which would make them more than my body’s length. I could not see the nipple at this point but thought about the risk of crawling onto this more sensitive area. Jen would certainly be upset if she found me nosing around her private parts and I didn’t want to think of the awkwardness of that situation.

But hell! I might as well! So far she had not noticed me, she seemed so fast asleep I doubted something my size could disturb her. I extended my arm as far as I could reaching out to see I I found my goal, but felt nothing. I slowly pushed myself further on trying to avoid any stimulation that might awaken her,

In spite all my efforts in stealth, the supple skin beneath me started changing. Hardening, contracting, small wrinkes appeared as her nipple gradually hardened. Her breathing also changed, becoming more slightly more irregular and deep.

By then I was covered in sweat. The pressing of her top on my an the warmness of her skin had me had a suffocating effect on me, but the excitement of this expedition was too much.

As the aureola beneath me contracted I was drawn to the center where a gorgeous hardened nipple greeted me. It was easily big enough for me to have sat on it like a stool if I was no being held down by her top. Driven no more by the lower part of my brain y forgot my stealth and scrambled towards it, dragging my naked body across the soft wrinkles of where aureolea. This was ecstasy!

As I reached the glorious nipple and began fondling and tasting her to my heart’s delight. I felt more blood rush to it as it swelled and grew before my eyes.

Then, a stirring, a moan, and a sharp change in her breathing. I froze and waited for the disturbance to pass. Then, to my horror, I felt the probing of a massive finger outside the top compressing me into the fragrant skin of the breast. Instinctively I flinched. Feeling my movement, the finger froze an instant. Then it probed some more, as if making out the shape of my head, torso and legs.

Then the pressure of the top receded as Jennifer lifted it to inspect what was going on. To my horror I met the angry look of those beautiful black eyes as she peered down her top. She was not a happy camper.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Her voice boomed, “you little creep! I can’t believe you would do this to me! Is this how you repay me for taking care of you, feeding you, giving you shelter and generally treating you as a normal human being instead of the little bug you are? You just come in and invade my privacy, sneaking around under my top when I’m asleep!”

I had never seen her this mad and I could not think of anything to say. Anyhow, I was not given a chance. The top descended on me once more and I lost sight of her face. There were sudden movements as she handled me with her fingers back to the center of her chest.

“You wanted tits, buddy? You’re getting them!” her voice boomed. I was then suddenly compressed as the massive mounds as her breasts pressed together and trapped me between them. I could not see what was going on outside the top but I figured she was using her hands to push them together and smother me between them. I struggled to no avail pushing at the walls of flesh around me.

There was a change in gravity then, she was standing. I could feel the thunder of her footsteps causing the walls around me to bounce around, but still I could not manage to move an inch.

She stopped moving and all of a sudden there was light as the her top came off. She was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, holding both of her breasts together with one arm as the other tossed the top away.

“There you go! you wanted to see my tits? Take a good look at them you little pervert! That’s them right there see? And that little worm wriggling between them is you!”

I was facing forward, my back against her breastbone. Above me I could only see her neck and the bottom of her jaw, but in front of me I could see her full torso in the mirror, her two beautiful breasts compressed by her arms. They were indeed a sight to behold. Easily a 34 D, they were firm and rounded. She had a very marked tan-line and her dark skin contrasted sharply with the lighter skin close to the tips. An indeed, there in her cleavage was a tiny little figure, struggling helplessly to free itself from between the two mounds.

I tried to utter an explanation but before I managed to say anything she pressed her breasts even more and I was submerged in her cleavage, smothered into her suffocating skin. I could feel her manipulating hr breasts to methodically rub them together me in between them. After a few seconds of this torture I re-emerged gasping for breath and managed to free my arms.

“I am sorry Jen! Please let me go I promise I won’t do it again!” I screamed as I banged my arms uselessly against her breasts.

She giggled, I cold not see her face from my position, but in the mirror I saw she was looking intently at me, grinning and biting her lower lip with perverse enjoyment.

“Oh no, buddy” she said, her tone a still angry but with a new playfulness about it, “you’re not getting away so easily! I want to feel you squirm a bit more to make sure you learn to respect me.”

Her hands started exerting a slow pressure on the sides of her breasts and in the mirror I saw my self being slowly swallowed by her bosom once more. I struggled, my arms were mangled in awkward positions and the pressure on my rib cage was enormous making it impossible to breath. For an instant I saw her face high above me smiling as she got her revenge. Then I was completely swallowed up in her cleavage.

This time she held me down longer, every time I tried to climb out I could hear her muffled giggling “That’s it little bug, I like it when you squirm!”

There was movement again, her steps thudded beneath me but I could seen nothing. I was starting to pass out. The panic of suffocating was at the same time accompanied by a strange sense of satisfaction. The warmth of her skin, the vibrations of her breasts, and the low pounding of her heart deep in her chest made me think at least this was not a bad place to die! Odd are the things dying men think of!

Then there was light again as I plummeted into the softness of a pillow. I landed and lay there gasping for air a few seconds.

“You ok?” I heard her say after an instant.

I looked up only to see her face hovering above me a bit too close to make anything out but her nose and eyes. I was startled and tried to move away from her, but I could only manage to crawl a few meters.

Her face retreated with a serene smile and I analyzed my new situation. She had plopped me from her cleavage onto her pillow and was on her hands and knees hovering over me.

“There buddy, don’t worry I was just messing with you! I wasn’t going to hurt you! Although you have to learn to respect a lady’s privacy.” There was still a hint of anger in her voice, but perhaps the sight of me gasping for air seemed to have softened her.

She moved her body over me so now her chest was just over me. Her breasts now dangled above me, gently swinging from her chest as she moved. Her nipples were hard as rocks, I couldn’t believe she was actually getting aroused by all this.

“Here, take a good look” She said as I turned to see her upside down face looking at me beneath her body. I obediently looked up gazing at the massive lumps of flesh that hovered high above me. I could see every crease, pore, and a few tiny birthmarks that decorated her skin.

She slowly started lowering her chest on me, and I panicked for an instant. However her voice, all trace of anger gone, talked to me in soothing tones.

“Don’t worry little man, I think I’ve roughed you up enough for today. I just figured now that you’ve acquainted yourself with my boobies we might as well have some fun…”

I stood there as she lowered herself even further over me. Her two dangling breasts slowly surrounding me until her nipples were just above the pillow.

“They must be huge you at your size, poor thing you must have been terrified! It would have been so easy to just crush you, but I wouldn’t do that! ” she said, as she swung her chest gently from left to right making her tits swing playfully with me in between.

The two monster breasts that had just nearly smothered me a while ago had now transformed into friendly upside-down hills that invited me to play with them.

Carefully I touched one of them and, feeling its massive weight shift as Jen made it balance back and forth. Suddenly she made a slight turn of her torso, which translated to me as a momentous blow from an enormous punching bag. The blow sent me stumbling and my back landed against her other dangling breast where I bounced and landed with my face against the sheets. Jen laughed as she raised herself a bit giving me another view of her immense chest.

Then she started lowering her body again, this time aiming at me with her right breast. I stood there until I was face to face with her gorgeous brown nipple.

“Come on you can touch it, you have my permission now” she cooed in a condescending tone.

Obediently I reached more out of fear of disobeying her than for my own pleasure.

“There you go” she said giggling and allowing me to hold the on the brown nipple more than twice the size of my head.

“You know, I actually enjoy feeling our little hands on me.” She said, “Its just you have to ask my permission first. Got it?”

“Sure, Jen” I said looking at her with a half smile, “I believe I’ve learned my lesson”

“I am sorry if I scared you, I am a bit short tempered sometimes and I had had a rough day you know, but please don’t piss me off like that again.” She said, “I wouldn’t want to accidentally hurt you”.

I nodded as she descended her breast even further softly pinning me down, her nipple on my belly and groin. She slowly let some of her weight fall on me giving me a warm soft pressure. I though about the amazing control she had over her colossal body. This same breast which moments ago could have easily snuffed the life out of me was now gently massaging my tiny body as if it did not weight several tons. She could crush me in an instant if she wanted to, yet she chose to toy gently with me making me feel completely in her power.

She then started gently making circles over my body with her breast and pressed me even further covering me momentarily with her whole aureola, yet allowing me enough room to breathe.

“You like that don’t you?” she said as I lay beneath her weight, an erection hardening in my groin just at the thought of my precarious situation.

In short seconds I let my tiny drops of sperm spurt into her soft flesh. Smiling Jennifer lifted herself over me and stood back on her knees in on the bed towering over me as I laid there over flooded by the assault of emotions I had just gone through.

She smiled and inspected her breast noticing the tiny drops I had left on her. She whipped them of with a finger and then laid down on her side besides me.

“Well now, I think we both have had enough fun for tonight.” She said stroking me gently with her index, “just promise me you won’t sneak around on me any more”

She pinned me for an instant to the mattress with just enough strength to remind me she was definitely in charge.

“I promise” I said trying to unpin myself even if I knew it was useless.

“Good! No hard feelings then!” She stated as she gently lifted me and placed me in my shoe box home for the night.

“No hard feelings…” I repeated lay down in my box.

“You know” she said when she had turned the lights out, “I am really sorry I blew up on you tonight, but I didn’t really hurt you did I?”

“I’m Ok” I said “just a bit shaken up. I do admit I though I was going to die when you were smothering me between your tits. Please promise you won’t do that again.”

He ignore my request and said “Sorry about that, I guess I got a bit carried away… But you know you asked for it! I have to admit though, I did like feeling you squirm between my tits…begging for mercy! I wish it were so simple to handle other men like that, I have a long list of guys who deserve it… But I guess I will have to make do with you!” She laughed

“I guess I will have to make do” I said back. As she slept, I seriously began to reconsider my decision to stay with Jennifer any longer.

To be continued…

A hard day's work.

“Damn you’re Big!” I protested as I sat back to take a break from my labors. The sun was beating down on me hard, her skin was almost hot enough to burn and I was covered in a sloppy mix of sunscreen and Jenn’s salty sweat. I stood on her topless chest as she lay on her back reading a book. I had been entrusted with the noble task of spreading gallons of sunscreen over her entire torso. At her request, I had started with the most tender parts, her nipples and breasts seldom saw sunlight so these she didn’t want them burned.

Walking around the resilient, oil and sweat-coated skin of her boobs was difficult, like working over giant slippery water gallons. The task was made harder by the fact I kept sliding of onto her belly every five minutes and had to go through the perilous climb back to the top.

Jennifer ignored my plea and turned a page in her book high above me. I didn’t know if she was glancing at me from behind her shades, so I went back to my job.

After she caught me snooping around under her top a few days ago she had decided I had too much free time on my hands and that I should start earning my keep around the apartment. It was hard to find out chores I could do for her. I could not take out the garbage, clean the apartment, wash the dishes, and there was only so much change I could retrieve while spelunking inside her couch. However one sunny Saturday morning she awoke me with a earthshaking nudge to my shoebox bed.

-“Wake up buddy, you’ve got work to do!” she said as I tried to focus on her face hovering above me.

Sure enough after a bit of breakfast she changed into her bikini and took me out to the porch. There she placed me on her chest as she laid back on a back beach chair and squirted a ton of sunscreen on me, temporarily cutting my breath away. She waited patiently as I struggled to free myself from the oily mess smiling at me casually.

-“Ok, start spreading it!” She commanded as she removed her top revealing the beautiful mounds of her breasts under the clear blue sky above. I did not really like the fact that I was not being asked to help out, it seemed more like an order, but hell, I was getting bored of just sitting around and who hasn’t dreamed of having a such a job?

As I sat down on her breast bone I still saw the task ahead of me. All her belly was still unserviced and my muscles were already aching. Try spreading suntan lotion with your bare hands over half a foot ball field, one that breathes and shakes like an earthquake you accidentally tickle it, and you’ll get an idea of the situation I was in.

“Come on!” I heard her voice say impatiently glancing over under her book “I’ll get a sun-burn in my tummy if you don’t hurry up”

“Give me a break!” I yelled back “I’m tired and thirsty! How about a drink of water”

She had a bottle of water with her which was obviously too large for my to handle. And she didn’t want me swimming around in her water filling it with sun lotion, so she poured a few drops into her belly button and smiled at me before returning to her reading.

I said nothing and walked from her chest to her belly towards my little oasis. There I bent down on all fours and drank from her navel . The water was salty as it mixed with the sewat from her skin, but I was so thirsty I didn’t complain. Then I returned to my task.

A long while after I had smeared all the parts of her body I could reach she finished the job oiling her thighs and legs as I watched in awe and a little bit of frustration at the ease with which she finished the job that would have taken me all day. She could have easily spared me the trouble and done the whole job herself in a few minutes. I guess she got her kicks out of having a tiny man working his ass off over her body.

I rested for a while on her belly, admiring the beauty of her glistening brown skin. My satisfaction however was short lived as she stirred under my feet and strong fingers picked me up. There were a series of nauseating motions and a bit of disorientation, and then I found myself dropped onto another ample valley of (to my disappointment) dry skin.

“Now do my back” I herd her sweet, commanding voice.

I took note of my surroundings, I was sitting in the depression in the center of her lower back. Behind me the two hills of her rounded ass rose sharply from her back. In front of me smoother slope of rippling muscles rose gently as her waist expanded into her lovely back, the top of which was partially covered with the flow of her sleek black hair. Propping her head on her palms, she returned to her book. A lovely sight in deed but my heart sank at the herculean task ahead of me

“You can start with my shoulders” She said as I saw her pour another ton of lotion which oozed down her spine.

I worked my way about her back. The geography of it was so much different than her belly and chest. Here I could clearly feel the tensing and relaxing of her muscles just under the skin. The feel was more rubbery and I could easily tell apart the different muscle groups of her anatomy. The feel of her back’s strength under me gave me a good hard-on all the while I was working.

“ Damn your ass is big!” I protested an hour later as I lay on all fours polishing her left but cheek. I was exhausted and the sight of that gorgeous, but gigantic ass was simply frustrating. This time my complaint did not go unnoticed.

“Hey! Watch it! I have been exercising my but too much for a little bug like you to start taking shit about it!” Her voice echoed in the distance. In punishment she twitched her buttocks making the resilient surface beneath my feet momentarily turn rock hard and causing me to tumble down to the crease between her butt-cheeks. As I recovered another contraction of her butt squeezed me in, trapping my legs between the two hills.

“Hey stop it!” I yelped “You’re hurting me! You’re going to break my legs!” I slapped vainly on her buttocks to emphasize my distress and she relaxed them a bit, although not enough to release me.

She turned a bit to look at me, trapped in the crack of her but and laughed “Look buddy I want you to learn you are in no position to make comments about my butt unless they are complements, understood?”

“Yeah, yeah! I won’t say anything again, I was only kidding!” I yelled over to her, “Now let me go, please!”

“No, first you apologize to my lovely ass and kiss it!” She said in a teasing voice.

“What..? “ I began but sudden contraction of her buttocks interrupted me and caused my body to sink waist deep into her crack.

“Kiss it!” she said laughing with amusement at the sight of me.

The pressure was too much and I was afraid she would fracture my legs so I bent over and kissed her bottom, “there, I kissed it , now please let me go!”

“No, I was really hurt by your comment” she replied with a smile “I want you to lick my butt and tell me how beautiful and delicate it is or I will squeeze the life out of you with it!”

I was very scared at her proposition. I was not sure where her playing around ended and where my end began so I licked her but obediently and told her how gorgeous and magnificent it was.

“That’s better!” she said relaxing her muscles laughing, “And just to make sure you learn…”

She body let out a thunderous, noxious gas that leaked from her inside to torment me as I remained suck in her butt. She held me there until I she judged I had suffered long enough, and finally relaxed her buttocks letting me free.

“Hey! That was totally uncalled for!” I said “you were hurting me, you could have easily broken my legs! And the farting part. That was just plain humiliating!” I said as I crawled away from the crack of doom, “Please don’t play like that you don’t know your own strength, you could have killed me!”

“Don’t worry, I have perfect control of my butt! I knew I wasn’t going to hurt you! Well anyway, I see you are still walking. I have other chores for you!”she said laughing it off unless you want me to ‘discipline’ you some more!”

There and back again

Two miniaturized men and one woman, whose identities coincided with the series of disappearances that I had been part of had been found living in under an abandoned service station in a park. The three were terrified and had not wanted to come out for fear of being crushed as they reported two more people in their condition had died crushed under a pedestrians’ unaware feet. They were all now under police custody and would be turned over to the university labs for further studies on their conditions. Jennifer herself had reported this during the morning newscast.

I was still recovering from the aches from the weekend’s hard work at ‘helping’ Jen get a perfect tan, but these news lifted my spirit.

When Jennifer came home that evening she did not mention any of it until I brought it up.

“Oh yeah,” she said casually, “ So you’re not the only one in your situation. Maybe they will find out what caused you to become like this and you can go back to a normal life.”

“ I was thinking maybe I should go with the authorities and join those people to see if they can find a cure for us” I said.

Jennifer looked at my tiny figure standing on her unmade bed and then said “I’m not sure that’s such a good idea Jon. Let’s wait to see what happens to them, you don’t want to become the guinea pig for whatever procedure they are going to be put through. We’d better wait and see what happens to them.”

I tried to voice my disagreement but she pretended not to hear me and went on to take a shower. Later that night as she prepared to have her dinner I tried to bring the subject up again.

“Look, I don’t think it’s a good idea,” she said in a stern voice “I feel responsible for you’re well being and I don’t want you to be used in any sort of experimental procedures that might hurt you”

“You know, “ I ventured from my seat on her plate, “ I think you just don’t want to loose your little man toy! You just want to keep me here and make me do useless , humiliating tasks you can do yourself in seconds, or just to get your kicks out of squeezing me between your butt-cheeks until I kiss you ass or some other sort of humiliation, don’t you?”

“So that’s what you think? After all I have done for you?!” She said lifting her plate so I would be at the level of her face, “Ok, and what if I wanted to keep you around as my pet? What would you do about that? You should be grateful I don’t just put you out on the street you annoying little creep!”

I saw her fingers approaching to grab me and I jumped from her plate, landing softly on belly. She did not expect this and I took my chance to run under the bed sheets.

I ran as far as I could and then crawled away from her.

“Oh so you are running away now!” I heard her voice muse angrily “ What are you going to become a mouse in my house, hiding in cracks in the wall and coming you to eat my garbage at night? Just where to you think you will go? ”

Behind me her hands came under the bed-sheets, like five-headed hydras at her command. She reached in feeling blindly for me. At one pint one of them passed right besides me and I barely avoided heir eager grip. I kept on crawling further until I reached the edge of the bed and slid between the mattress and the covers to the floor. I could hear her swearing and cursing as she looked for me.

“Shit! Come back here Jon!” I heard her voice echo across the room as she lifted the bed sheets “I could step on you accidentally if I don’t know where you are.”

Under other conditions that would have been a reasonable argument, but I had already experienced her when she was angry and I had no intention of being ‘punished’ in her particularly inventive style. Besides, if she had been mad before, this was a whole other level, she was really, REALLY, Pissed off !

As I reached the carpeted floor I made a run under the bed towards the wall, I would hide under the night tables and then try to head out of her room. As I run, I saw feet descend from the bedside, then a knee touched the floor and finally Her enormous, sexy face peered under the bed.

The angry expression on her face softened into a grin of satisfaction as she spotted me and reached over to grab me. I could still make it under the table, I though, and I ran as hard as I could stumbling with difficulty over the carpet. My heart sank as her hand caged in over me and grabbed me leaving my chances of escape behind.

I kicked and punched at the inside of her hand knowing it was useless to fight her giantess strength.

Her fingers opened and her face came into my view, a smug smile crossing her lips. As I tried to stand up a finger from her other hand came swiftly and pinned my chest firmly against her palm.

“So, this game is new! Cat and mouse, we shall play it again sometime.” she said regarding me with her enormous black eyes “You know better than to make me angry don’t you”

“Look, “ I said “Its not too late, I know you don’t mean to hurt me or want me to get hurt and I am grateful for it, but I really want to turn myself in and get some help. I don’t care if they experiment with me , I am sick of being this size! Just take me to the police and we’ll forget this happened!”

“What do you mean its not too late?” she said her finger never lifting its pressure from my chest “What would happen if I don’t turn you in?”

“Well, you could be charged with kidnapping for one thing.” I ventured

Jennifer laughed sarcastically, “And who would know if I never turned you in? what if… I squashed you right here in the palm of my hand like a little bug and then flushed you down the toilet? Who would know?”

The weight of her finger bore down on me squeezing the air out of my lungs as I tried in vain to push it away.

“You see, you are at my mercy. I could make you disappear in no time. For instance,” her finger lifted allowing me to breath but then she picked me up and held me high in the air above her face “what if I ate you? For real? You know you interrupted my dinner with your little escape act, I am really hungry…”

“you know I’d have no time swallowing you whole” She said slowly lowering me towards her face, her huge eyes looking at me intently all the while.

As she lowered me her lips parted and her wet mouth and glistening teeth opened up hungrily.

“You wouldn’t eat me!” I said trying to keep my voice from faltering “that would be murder, you’re not a murderer ,I know you! You just want to frighten me”

“It would be murder I guess..” her mouth voiced as it came closer to me “But who would know? Hmm what a moral dilemma you put me in: on one side I would feel bad afterwards as I digested you alive, but on the other hand I am sooo hungryyyy!”

My legs touched her lips and I recoiled to her delight.

“You are afraid aren’t you little man? You know I am actually considering it don’t you? Its strange the thought of swallowing you whole makes me strangely aroused. I imagine you kicking helplessly in my mouth, fighting for your puny life. Then to feel you struggling as you slide all the way down to my tummy” You would de so scared and there is nothing you can do about it if I decided to do it!” I watched intently as her mouth formed these words. This woman was crazy but I honestly didn’t think she would eat me, this was just one more of her little punishment games.

Beneath me her lush, fleshy lips parted again as she places me slowly between them, her tongue licking me unhampered by my kicking impiously. The she closed down her lips around my chest leaving face to face with her nostrils, hot air bathing me as my hands pushed against her the irresistible softness of her lips.

Then, to my horror I felt teeth closing in softly on my abdomen. I panicked and begged her to stop.

Her response was a low, humming “Hmmmmmm” which made my entire body vibrate. Then lips parted leaving me held only by her deadly front teeth, each larger than my own head. Behind her teeth wet sounds reached out and a hungry tongue smeared my lower body with saliva.

Then she released, and I fell into her mouth to be engulfed into darkness. I had been in here before but under different conditions. She had not been intent on punishing me for anything then nor had her crazy side come out as it had in the past weeks.

“Ok, I have had enough, please let me out! I know you will not eat me! “ I yelled hoping she could hear me inside her mouth.

Then her tongue pinned me and accommodated me against her palate and I felt the bumpy muscle push me in waves towards the back of her mouth.

I screamed in the darkens as I tried to hold on to whatever I could find. My hands found nothing but slippery flesh inside the girl’s mouth as a final convulsion of her tongue pushed me into her esophagus! I plummeted and held my legs out managing to get stuck halfway down her throat.

I couldn’t believe it! The bitch was swallowing me! I could not believe it she was crazier than I ever imagined!

I felt gallons of saliva bear down on me as she tried to swallow me once more but I pressed my legs and arms against her insides and held on fast. The sounds of her body were overwhelming: the breathing down her trachea, the thunderous beating of her heart and gurgling of her stomach bellow dent me into panic. Besides that, I could also feel pressure from outside her skin as she massaged her throat to aid in my descent. There was a pause and the vertigo of movements then a brief glimpse of light from above. Then gallons of water descended to wash me down to my final end.

I could not resist the incoming flood and slipped to the bottom of her throat where I was received by the warm embrace of a sphincter. I held on for awhile and finally fell to the darkness of the stomach. A slight, harmless film of acid coated the walls, but I knew as soon as it felt the presence of food, her stomach would be flooded with the deadly liquid.

“How is it in there?” I heard her muffled voice from the outside “ How does it feel to be my food?” then her body convulsed with nervous laughter.

The I felt the walls pressing against me as she rubbed her belly from the outside and I tried to scale the acid coated walls. The whole place contracted as she laughed, probably tickled by my movements.

I realized the uselessness of my efforts and angrily kicked at her cavernous body. As I expected the acid levels were increasing burning and eating at my skin. The air was nauseous and I could barely breath. I hated her so much, and to think I would soon be her food, slowly dissolved as I travelled through her kilometers of intestines to nothing…

Before passing out I remember violent contractions and then smothering flesh pressing against my body. Next thing I know I was lying under a running faucet, Jennifer’s face smiling above me and her fingers gently washing her stomach acids of my body. I realized I had been thrown up…lucky me…

I hated the way this woman would like to talk about everything afterwards. As I sat in my new house, old plastic hamster cage with a tight cover, she went on an on about how much fun she had had swallowing me. She held me on her chest as she lay in bed and mused of how excited she had become when I held on to her throat and then when I struggled in her insides.

It took me a few weeks to heal from the second degree burns I had gotten from her stomach acids. She was considerate enough to leave me alone until I healed. But she would no longer let me out of the hamster cage unless she was watching me closely. I had to get out of this place somehow.