Their home was happy, once. 

Before Chloe dejectedly gazed across at her lover from the cold nightstand adjacent to the bed Michelle slept on, she watched from right next to her. Under the covers, Chloe would drag her hand against Michelle's warm body, kissing down her girlfriend’s back until she woke up with a smile, happy to see her. 

Things were good for them— it was hard enough being a lesbian in a society where same sex couples were often frowned upon, but Chloe knew it was harder for Michelle. Futas were still a relatively new concept that the world was just starting to come to terms with. Women born with dicks were not a new concept, but often intersex people lived a life of shame in which they hid their parts from the world. Only recently were people more open about it, and Chloe never cared that Michelle was a futa. 

Their home was bright thanks to Chloe’s immeasurable decoration skills, and Michelle’s immaculate baking skills always kept them warm and fed. When work or bigots got her down, Chloe could always come home to Michelle’s smile greeting her. They’d crank up the heat and watch a funny movie, falling asleep early on the couch in each other’s embrace. 

How desperately did Chloe long for that embrace. Michelle looked so lonely sleeping by herself, and Chloe couldn’t help but feel the deep shallowness in her heart knowing that she was banished to the nightstand. She was forced to suffer from only a few feet away, watching her ex-lover’s giant save roll around in bed. Michelle was never this restless when they slept together. 

Chloe’s bare feet dragged against the drawer. She moved them back and forth, trying to save herself from the boredom. She hasn’t slept well since they broke up— even after Michelle agreed to let her move back in. Chloe circled a finger around the ligature dawning her ankles. Her wrists had the same mark, but yesterday’s even had left them too painful to touch still. 

Michelle groaned, her body shifting in bed. Chloe didn’t like to think about the week they were broken up. She was a miserable, moping mess that spent her days crying alone. All her friends abandoned her when they found out about her partner’s “condition,” though Chloe didn’t mind. She chose Michelle over them, and would do it again in a heartbeat. 

Every day she begged Michelle to take her back, and for 6 days Michelle told her to leave, complaining about how much of a pathetic mess Chloe had reduced herself to. But Chloe was nothing without Michelle, and on the 7th day Michelle delivered an ultimatum. 

Chloe could come back to live with her, but she would do so as a pet and nothing more. She’d shrink herself, living only for Michelle’s amusement. Chloe accepted happily, and had been with Michelle for a few weeks at only a few inches tall. 

The torture seemed relentless, but Chloe knew if she could just stick it out that Michelle would agree to take her back. The past couple days have been the best she ever had with Michelle. She seemed happy again, smiling a lot more. She didn’t acknowledge Chloe any more than before, but Chloe could tell what she was doing was working. Given a little time, the two would be back together. Their home would be happy once more. 

Another groan came from Michelle. She should be up by now. The digital clock next to Chlow was huge, so she had to step back to see the time. It was 6:02 am. Chloe gasped, realizing that Michelle’s alarm hadn’t gone off. Despite the groans, she slept so peacefully. 

Michelle had expressed multiple times that Chloe not leave her nightstand for any reason, less Michelle keep her in a cage next, but given her recent lift in attitude Chloe decided that it might be good for their relationship if Chloe woke her up. 

So, Chloe took the dangerous jump from the nightstand to the bed. She fell on the mattress, her body aching as she landed. She reached for the side of her rib cage that had been fractured the week before, figuring it must still be healing. Usually it only took a few days for her ribs to start feeling better, this injury must’ve been more serious. 

Thinking for a moment, Chloe decided she’d wake Michelle up the way she used to. Now only was it sweet, but Chloe figured it would remind Michelle of the good times they had together. She walked up to her, Michelle’s face getting bigger with each step. Her morning breath rolled over her as she snored softly. Chloe wanted to kiss her lips, but she wanted to wait until Michelle returned her to full size. 

Chloe started with her neck, kissing just under Michelle’s chin and working down to the V-shaped indent at the top of her chest. Michelle’s chest was a size larger than Chloe’s, though when she slept her C-cup bra was absent. Instead the girl’s long dark hair flowed past her shoulder and draped over Michelle’s nipple. 

Touching the top of Michelle’s breasts, Chloe’s lip quivered. They were perfect, and Chloe couldn’t help but release a little drool as she planted her first kiss upon them. Chloe kissed down, thankful Michelle slept on her side and that she had access to her breasts. 

Her nipples were soft, and her body shook as Michelle ran her hand down one. As she kissed it, Chloe was reminded of how harmful they could be when pointy. She remembered how forcefully they stabbed her face the day Michelle tied her to them. Wanting to keep her memories fond, she pushed the thought aside and continued down Michelle’s body. 

Chloe bent her head as she stepped under the covers. She kissed down Michell’s underboob, took her time kissing her stomach. It growled, though it didn’t sound like she was hungry. Michelle hated having her belly button touched before, so Chloe skipped it, but Michelle did take the occasional fancy to shoving Chloe’s face in there and covering her in sweat now that she was tiny. 

Now at the hip, Chloe grew anxious. She had mixed feelings about what would come after. She was lustful, her eyes widened knowing she was about to reach Michelle’s member. Despite her longing for it, however, Chloe’s body screamed to run away. Most of her torture the past few weeks had been at the will of Chloe’s 6 inch cock, but Chloe wanted to show Michelle that she still loved it. She still loved her. 

Her bladder had been mostly clean shaven, though Michelle still purposely kept long greasy hairs to torment Chloe with. She often used those hairs to bind Chloe’s body to her dick, and they were always covered in a firm layer of sweat. Incase Michelle could feel her, Chloe kissed the hairs as she made her way down, happy Michelle couldn’t her face wince in disgust. 

She shivered at the base of Michelle’s dick. It wasn’t hard, standing semi at 3 inches. Chloe’s plan was working, Michelle’s body was reacting positively to what she was doing. Chloe kissed the tip, letting herself have more fun than she had before. She kissed down the shaft, unable to contain her giggles as the dick grew in massive size. It was more than double her size when fully erect. 

Chloe kissed around the sweat as she reached the base of the tip. She kissed the pink flesh, feeling the hard cock twitch as she did. Michelle was fidgeting in bed, finally waking up. Her plan was working. 

Licking up some precum that dripped from Michelle’s tip, Chloe kissed down the underside of Michelle’s cock. This part was sweatier as they had been stuck to Michelle’s balls all night, and this notion was more evident once Chloe reached Michelle’s sack. It was covered in a layer of slime and solidified precum. Each ball was as big as Chloe and caused Michelle’s sack to sag.

Unfortunately, Chloe only got to kiss one of Michelle’s balls before she woke up bitter. Michelle’s giant hand reached down and grabbed Chloe forcefully, squeezing her harsher than she needed to keep the tiny girl secured in her grip. Chloe struggled for air as Michelle raised her to her face. She didn’t look as happy as Chloe imagined. 

“What the fuck Chloe?” Michelle’s morning breath shot more forcefully over her. 

Chloe murmured. Realizing Chloe didn’t have enough room in her grip to speak, she loosed up her grasp. “I’m sorry Goddess,” Michelle had expressed explicitly this to be how Chloe referred to her, “But your alarm didn’t go off. I wanted to wake you like old times and—” Michelle heard enough, tightening her grip on Chloe once more to silence her. 

Michelle’s eyebrows tightened in frustration, her slender fingers rubbing against them. “I really didn’t have time for your shit today.” said Michelle. “I don’t go in today, why are you such a fucking— you know what, it doesn’t matter. If you wanna act like a piece of shit, you can go where shit goes.” 

The hand pulled Chloe back under the covers. Chloe wanted to apologize, say she didn’t know and try to convince Michelle to let her go back to her nightstand. Chloe cursed herself for ruining her chance with Michelle. If Michelle went back to being cruel and uncaring Chloe would never forgive herself. 

Michelle reached behind herself, giving Chloe a view of her magnificent ass. Chloe was pushed right for the crack, her face then body shoved right into it. Michelle didn’t stop at the opening, shoving Chloe close to her anus before rolling over and going back to sleep. 

Chloe cried. Not because of the grand pressure that compressed her from both sides, threatening to break more of her beaten body. Nor was it because of the awful smell emanating from Michelle’s giant asshole that tore at her nose and made her want to barf. No, Chloe cried because she failed. She upset Michelle and hurt her chances with her. How much more pain would Chloe have to endure to prove to Michelle how much she loved her? 

The bruises on Chloe’s body ached as Michelle rolled around. They would never heal right with how often Chloe was beaten. Some of her bruises were new— like the one on her upper left arm from where she landed when Michelle dropped her from a table— but some were old— like the one on her stomach from how hard Michelle flicked her with her middle finger. The old ones had been rebruised so often the skin turned a blackish shade of yellow. If Chloe was thankful for one thing in her shrunken life, it was that she wasn’t tall enough to see the mirror. 

Chloe tried sleeping, but Michelle’s unconscious body wouldn’t allow that. When her cheeks weren’t pressing so hard into her that she had to cup her hands over her mouth to stop herself from screaming, the smell scrambled her mind. It wasn’t the first time Chloe had been shoved against Michelle’s anus (she had been inside of it on a few occasions), but it smelled different when mixed with the bitterness of Chloe’s defeat. 

Two hours passed with Chloe trapped in Michelle’s ass before her giant ex-lover finally woke up again. Her ass tightened as her body engaged in a morning stretch. Chloe expected to be taken out, but no release came. Surely Michelle would see Chloe wasn’t on the nightstand and remember where she put her, although it wouldn’t be the first time Michelle went a morning without acknowledging her. It was a toss of the dice as to whether Michelle remembered where Chloe was, and she wouldn’t know until Michelle pulled her out. 

She was moving. Michelle shifted out of bed, and was now walking around her room. Chloe couldn’t know where she was going, but the roar of an exhaust fan confirmed that Michelle had moved into her personal bathroom. Chloe heard a yawn, and soon the ass giggled as Michelle was presumably scratching it. The large fingers dug into the thick ass, wrapping around Chloe and dragging her out. 

“Thank you,” said Chloe, expecting to be brought up to Michelle’s face. Instead, Michelle dropped her. Chloe smashed her good arm against the cold tile floor. Luckily the drop wasn’t bad, her arm would only be bruised and not broken.

Chloe realized she was next to the toilet Michelle now sat on. She knew better than to look up directly at Michelle. Maybe Chloe could have gotten away with looking Michelle directly in the eyes if she hadn’t blundered so badly in the morning, and she didn’t want to risk the punishment for breaking one of Michelle’s rules. 

Something plopped in the toilet, and Chloe was met with the familiar smell of Michelle’s ass. No wonder her ass smelled so badly earlier, Michelle was holding in a massive shit. 

Michelle yawned as she pulled toilet paper off the roll, her massive shadow draping over Chloe as bent over to wipe her ass. Chloe only heard what was happening, too nervous to move her gaze up past the base of the toilet. Michelle seldom took Chloe into the bathroom with her in the morning— an activity they shared to save time back when they were dating— but perhaps Michelle saw it as too much of an inconvenience to take Chloe out of her ass before arriving here. 

“Shit.” Michelle whispered to herself. Sneaking a glance up, Chloe saw that there was no paper on the roll of toilet paper. Not only that, but Michelle’s thick piss splashed against the toilet water, its sound echoing inside the toilet bowl. 

“Pet,” Michelle referred to Chloe in a low, annoyed voice. “I’m out of toilet paper, you’re going to have to make do.” 

While Chloe hated whenever Michelle included her piss in her torture of Chloe, she was excited that Michelle seemed to be over that morning. Now Chloe could prove herself again and get into Michelle’s good graces. 

Michelle’s hand reached down for her and plucked her off the ground with the same demeanor it would an actual piece of toilet paper. Chloe thought she had permission to look at Michelle’s eyes, but when she tried she noticed Michelle wasn’t even looking at her. Disappointed, Chloe was lowered into the debts of the toilet. 

The cock wasn’t even done peeing when Michelle forced Chloe into it. Pee splattered against her face, soaking her already torn and matted hair. It didn’t take long for the stream to disappear, but Michelle still had a couple squirts to force out. The piss streams shot strong enough to open Chloe’s mouth, the rest of it falling from her face and dripping down her body into the toilet water below. 

Chloe again looked up at Michelle, hoping for some approval, but her lover wasn’t looking at her. Michelle stared vacantly across the room at an empty wall, zoning into nothingness rather than paying any attention to her victim. Then without a care, Michelle pushed her palm forward, rubbing Chloe against the slit of her cock. 

Michelle rubbed Chloe’s body against her dick, wiping any last drop of piss that was stuck to her tip. Chloe took the opportunity to urinate herself, since she usually has to do it in secret so Michelle doesn’t punish her for it. Her urethra burned as she peed, signs of a UTI that was probably caused by her own inability to wipe herself down after peeing. At least she could use her own body to prevent Michelle from the same fate. 

Light filled Chloe’s vision, and something cold slammed against her back. Michelle’s fingers released her, allowing Chloe to slide down the sink she was dropped in and land against the metal drain stopper. If Chloe were any smaller she could fall through the cracks, and if the water poured forcefully enough from the faucet it might just squeeze her body through. 

High above her, Michelle swung open the medicine cabinet and reached inside. Chloe still dripped with the giant’s pee, and though the faucet above her dripped the water was too cold for Chloe to really want to submerge her body and was herself. 

The cabinet door slammed, and Chloe watched Michelle put toothpaste onto her brush. For over a minute Chloe became accompanied with the piss smell that was staining into her body, occasionally being assaulted by a droplet of water falling from the faucet. 

Foam built around Michelle’s mouth, some sliding down her chin. Michelle pulled the brush from her mouth, leaning over the sink and pursing her lips right above Chloe. Her entire mouth was filled with foam, its contents emptying towards the sink and onto Chloe. 

Chloe’s body was forced back by the impact of the foamy spit, her head banging against the metal drain stopper. Whenever she felt this humiliated, Chloe reminded herself that it would all be worth it one day. All she had to do was prove to Michelle that she could handle it. 

Michelle stuck out her tongue and dragged the brush against it. Foam and spit fell from above, dropping onto Chloe. The minty liquid burned her eyes, and Chloe felt too weak to brush an arm against the spit trying to seep into her mouth. Her and Michelle had swapped spit before, but not like this. She never thought Michelle was capable of something like this. 

Michelle spit out the remaining foam onto Chloe and turned the faucet on. An onpour of harsh, freezing liquid poured onto Chloe causing her to scream. The water was sharp like icicles impaling right through her body. Michelle stuck her lips under the water, sucking some up to rise out her mouth and spit the contents back onto Chloe. 

The water turned off, and Michelle left Chloe in the sink while she turned the shower on. For half an hour, Chloe lied in the sink, too afraid to move. The water had pushed so forcefully on her neck that she heard something crack against the drain stopper. It could just be the gas between her bones that made a cracking noise, or it could be that her spine had cracked. 

This was the game Chloe played at least once or twice a day. As long as she didn’t try to move she wouldn’t know if she had been paralyzed, or if this time her injuries were too serious to recover from. She’d wait until Michelle left her shower and demanded Chloe to move. 

Then she’d know if she still had a shot at redemption. 

Michelle plopped her feet up on the table in her living, leaning back on the couch. 

She took a sip of sparkling water from the glass she prepared herself and sifted through the never ending list of tv channels. Michelle loved relaxing on her day off, but finding something to watch on tv this early in the day was always a nuisance. 

At the very least she had her little pet between her legs to satisfy her.She wasn’t sure how long she’d keep little Chloe around. Messing with her was a lot more fun back when she was still beautiful. 

But now, Chloe had suffered so much abuse that her skin was more blue than it was cream. Michelle thought the stretch marks on her body were cute, but the girl was covered in so many scars that it was off putting. It was too much to ask of Michelle to take care of the cuts or damages Chloe sustained during her time as a pet. Chloe wanted this, after all. 

Michelle tried not to look too closely at the tiny girl, either. Chloe’s body was covered in small zits from all of Michelle’s sweat that soaked into her. From a far her hair might still look decent, not the disheveled mess with bald splotches and tangled and matted hair. 

She did want one last picture of Chloe before she finally decided she was done, but didn’t want any before that point. A before and after of sorts. Michelle finally settled on a channel and sank into the couch, relishing in the feeling of her ex-girlfriend worshiping her dick and balls inside her skirt. 

Chloe, of course, didn’t know anything of what Michelle was doing above her. 

It wasn’t enough to Michelle just to have Chloe worship her. After being plucked from the sink, Michelle used a piece of dental floss to hogtie Chloe’s ankles to her wrists. This was common practice, though she didn’t always use floss. 

Chloe didn’t like the floss and preferred when Michelle actually used strips of wire. The floss dug into flesh, slowly cutting her every time Chloe moved around too much. Blood dripped from the laceration— her wrist and ankles were a part of her body that would be permanently bruised even after Michelle grew her back. Chloe told herself that it would forever serve as a reminder of her dedication to Michelle, and she found solace in that. 

She couldn’t see, either. When Chloe shrank, her clothes did not shrink with her. Instead of saving them for when Chloe grew back, Michelle has been cutting off pieces of it and using them as blindfolds to blind Chloe. Right now, part of the crotch of Chloe’s old panties were wrapped around her eyes, and she couldn’t see a thing. 

Even though she couldn’t see, she could definitely feel. Heat radiated from Michelles’ cock like heat radiated from the sun. Chloe was so tiny that the heat had actually burned her skin before, and it only got hotter the bigger Michelle grew. 

When Chloe first started the cock had been flaccid. Without sight or the ability to feel around for it, Chloe didn’t know where to find the penis. So, she focused on the heavy balls in front of her, licking away at the sweat. Every now and then and Chloe moved around the giant ball she would stumble upon one of Michelle’s loose, greasy ball hair that got stuck in her mouth and shot down her throat. Chloe gagged it up, moving onto the next sweaty section of the balls. 

After a while, Chloe had pleased Michelle’s balls well enough for her dick to finally droop down. Her head smacked against it. It felt so soft, but its size compared to Chloe gave it a fearsome power over her. Michelle’s dick was a god in its own regard, and it was Chloe’s job to worship it. After all, the only command Michelle gave Chloe was to “Please my cock.” 

So Chloe licked away, licking up and down the shaft as it stiffened. When she’d reach the head again she’d discover that precum was rolling out. One thing Michelle never was was a health eater. Yeah, she was stronger than your average girl. Her muscles were well defined, but she was no body builder. Her poor eating habits would have prevented that the same way they prevented her cum from tasting any less salty than the ocean or any more sweet than cider. 

Despite this, Chloe slurped up every ounce of precum that she could. She wiggled in it, trying to reach her own head up to Michelle’s tip. She sucked the precum out. She knew that Michelle’s base was most sensitive, so she wiggled her back back there to worship it, paying special attention to her balls as they tightened. Then she headed back to the tip to clean up the precum that dripped out. 

The heat was brutal, the smell was awful and the taste was unbearable, but Chloe took pride in the fact that she was the only one who could make Michelle cum like this. If for no other reason, Michelle would grow Chloe back because she was the perfect sex partner. 

Above, Michelle giggled as Chloe dragged her parched tongue against her balls again. Chloe smiled. She was worried that after that morning Michelle wouldn’t giggle with her again. The past week Michelle has been giddy and smiley, and Chloe figured it’d only be a matter of time before her torment as Michelle’s pet would end. 

Chloe kissed Michelle’s tip, waiting for more precum to drip out. Michelle had gotten harder in the past couple of minutes, and Chloe didn’t have to do as much to get the cum to pour out. It was dripping like a leaky pipe, giving Chloe a lot to clean up. 

Sounds of Michelle typing something on her phone reached Chloe’s ears. Michelle was on her phone a lot these days. Perhaps she was looking into the unshrinking process, or maybe she was texting a coworker. Chloe did find it strange that Michelle had used her phone while at work the past couple of days— something she never did when she and Chloe were together— but she shrugged it off. People change, and that’s what Chloe was trying to prove to Michelle. 

Michelle giggled again, and Chloe figured she was doing a good job. Her body ached, her muscles growing tired. But she couldn’t stop, not when she was making Michelle so happy. Chloe put all of her strength into sticking her neck out and licking Michelle’s erect shaft. It was greasy, and another hair shot inside her mouth, but Chloe would do anything for Michelle. 

There was a knock on the door as Chloe reached the base. She shuttered, fearing who it might be. Michelle always hid Chloe when somebody came over, and she always treated it like an inconvenience on Chloe’s part and punished her for it afterwards. She hoped this time would be different, Michelle was in such a great mood, after all. 

“You can come in.” Nikki heard Michelle’s sweet voice say through the door. Nikki reached for the knob and entered Michelle’s home for the first time. 

Nikki and Michelle had been talking over text for a week now, but this was the first time she had actually entered her home despite knowing her for much longer. The home was nice and welcoming, though it was a little dusty. Nikki didn’t care, though. Her eyes were too focused on the beautiful girl sitting on the couch with her legs spread. 

Michelle’s casual clothes made Nikki feel a little overdressed. Michelle wore a thin t-shirt and a skirt that came down to her knees. Meanwhile, Nikki wears a quarter button up shirt and skinny jeans. She wasn’t dressed fancy or anything either, but she did feel like she put too much effort into her otherwise average appearance. 

“You can sit down, if you want.” Michelle patted the spot next to her, and Nikki tried to shield her face from blushing. She tiptoes over to Michelle, but her excitement got the better of her. 

Nikki squealed, jumping on the spot next to Michelle and wrapping her arms around her neck. Michelle's skin was warm and smooth, a feeling Nikki wondered about for some time now. Unable to contain any more, Nikki plastered a number of kisses onto Michelle’s cheek, which was met with Michelle’s laughter.

“So eager,” Michelle giggled. She pulled at Nikki’s chin, moving her lips over to hers. They kissed, and Nikki felt fireworks shoot up her spine. Michelle’s lips were just as soft as her skin, and as warm as buns just out of the oven. She spent all week thinking about this moment, and it was finally here. 

Something hard rubbed against Nikki’s fingers as she rubbed Michelle’s leg. It caught her by surprise. Michelle was secretive about her being a futa, but Nikki has never seen it in person. It was bigger than she imagined it was, and something about it enticed her. Wanting to make this moment sexier, Nikki slid her hand up Michelle’s skirt. 

Nikki screamed and jumped off Michelle when she felt something moving that wasn’t her cock. Her hand flew in the air. “There’s a bug under your skirt!” Nikki was freaking out. She hated bugs, and even though she didn’t know if Michelle hated them too Michelle was acting oddly calm for someone with an insect so close to their junk. 

“Relax, relax. It’s okay.” Michelle said. Nikki felt her heart rate calm, but she was still confused. “I’m going to show you something, promise not to freak out?

Nikki nodded, afraid as to what might be under the skirt. She watched hesitantly as Michelle pulled her skirt up. She almost didn’t see it— her focus was distracted by the large cock poking out— but she soon did. 

“What is that thing?” asked an unfamiliar voice. 

“Remember that really clingy ex I told you about?” Michelle, Chloe’s goddess, said. This wasn’t happening. They hadn’t been kissing a moment before and this slut wasn’t reaching for Michelle’s dick. 

“That’s not her, is it?” Chloe still couldn’t see, but she could sense somebody had moved closer to her. “No way, that thing doesn’t even look human. You didn’t shrink her, did you?” The girl asked panickedly. 

“No, no. It wasn’t like that,”  said Michelle in a reassuring tone. “Look, I didn’t know how to get her to stop calling me or showing up to my house. She was just so pathetic, you know? I kinda made a joke about letting her come back only as a pet, and Nikki you should have seen how bright her face let up. I couldn’t take it back after that, I just wanted her out of my life. At least this way she’s just a pet and nothing more.” 

Chloe’s heart shattered. It sank into the deepest pit of her gut. Michelle was lying. Chloe wasn’t a pet, she was her lover. Michelle has been so happy lately. Chloe was finally winning her back over. This bitch was trying to take Michelle away from her. Chloe would see her burn. 

“But why is she still here?” asked Nikki. 

“Like I said, she’s just pathetic. I don’t plan on keeping her around forever, I promise. I swear, Nikki, I have no feelings for her whatsoever. I don’t even see her as a person anymore. She’s a plaything, a pet. And I was hoping maybe she could be our pet?”

There was silence. Chloe didn’t want to process what Michelle said. That wasn’t true, and she’d never listen to anything Nikki asked of her. She’d be Michelle’s pet if that’s what it took to be near her, but she’d never listen to anyone else in Michelle’s life. 

A cold finger poked her, and Nikki made a sick cackle. “I guess she does look kind of dumb down there. She might be fun to play with.” 

The pantie fabric around Chloe’s eye’s slipped off, and soon after the floss binding her was removed. In front of her was a giant finger that pulled away. Chloe was still between Michelle’s giant legs, though two giant figures loomed over her. She made out the new giant’s tight jeans, but refused to look up at her. 

Looking at Nikki would admit she was real. Not just that, but Chloe didn’t have the heart right now to see what her replacement looked like. Replacement. That word boggled in Chloe’s head, repeating over and over again. A replacement meant that Chloe would never grow big, she’d always just be a pet and never get to be with Michelle ever again. 

She froze, hearing the sound of the two giants again locking lips. Nikki’s thin legs swing over either side of Michelle, giving her a better angle. She looked smaller than Michelle, who was just over 6 feet. Nikki’s legs were thinner than the muscular legs of Michelle too. 

“One sec, sweetie.” Michelle whispered. “Hey! I didn’t say you could stop worshiping my dick and balls. Get to it.” Michelle was rarely this harsh with her demands. Was she showing off in front of Nikki?

“Yeah, cunt. Get licking.” Nikki giggled, high off her power. The comment made Chloe’s blood boil, but Michelle had given her an order. 

Even though her limbs were untied, it’d still be a couple of minutes before Chloe had feeling in them again. She climbed to her knees and shimmed to Michelle’s balls, trying to block out the sounds of the giants laughing and making out. 

Chloe hadn’t realized, but she was crying. Michelle hated it when she cried, so she often stopped herself, but she couldn’t this time. She lapped up the tears as they fell in the same lick as the ball sweat. 

Was this why Michelle had been so happy the last week? It had nothing to do with how well Chloe was doing, or how close Chloe was to winning her back. It was because she found a new girl. Nikki was the one who brought a smile to Michelle’s face. 

The massive dick twitched harder than it ever had. No, it wasn’t over yet. Chloe could still prove to Michelle that she was worthy of her. There was a growing puddle of precum just under her tip. Chloe stood, limping towards it. She fell in the puddle, lapping it up like a good girl. 

The two giants move around, occasionally bumping into Chloe. There was a lot of cum for a girl Chloe’s size, and it was difficult to concentrate with Michelle’s dick bumping into her or Nikki’s leg. She wanted to hurt Nikki. She hoped Nikki died. 

Just then, what seemed like a gallon of cum poured onto Chloe, pinning her to the floor. Was Michelle cumming? No, this wasn’t her normal thick load. Chloe spun around to look at the dick to see if more was coming out. Instead she saw Nikki’s hand squeezing the dick over Chloe, forcing a load of precum out of it and over the small girl’s body.  

Chloe finally saw what Nikki looked like. Her evil eyes gleamed down at her, smiling before closing again to make out with Michelle. Nikki’s face and body were incredibly… average. There was nothing special about her, and her breast dawned the same B-cup size Chloe did. 

What did Michelle see in her? Was she younger than Chloe? More funny than Chloe? Surely Nikki couldn’t love Michelle more than her, so what was it? 

Chloe’s deliberation was interrupted when Michelle’s leg rammed into her, knocking her back onto the couch. Their moans grew louder as their lips locked more intensely. Chloe covered her ears with her hands, saving herself rom the ‘Oh-Yeahs’ and ‘Fuck-Thats-Hots’ emanating from the pair.   

There was a click. Not too far above Chloe’s head, Michelle’s muscular arms were unbuttoning the top of Nikki’s jeans. Nikki was sloppily doing the same with Michelle’s skirt, the two too busy kissing to look down at what they were doing. Nikki leaned up, letting Michelle pull her pants down while she ripped Michelle’s skirt off. 

Nikki wore white panties with pink flower pedals, though they were so damp Chloe questioned its real color. Michelle slid two fingers between Nikki’s thighs, causing her to gasp. 

Something hard hit Chloe’s back. The wet dick pulled away, and Michelle yelled, “Did I tell you to stop bitch? Keep licking, whore.” 

“I have a different idea.” Nikki smiled, sliding her panties down her legs. She repositioned herself and Michelle on the couch so that they both say with their legs were interlocked, Chloe in the middle. 

Nikki’s cunt pulsed, discharge seeping out. Her hand reaches for Chloe. Chloe tried to retreat back to Michelle’s dick, but Nikki’s harsh hands grasped her and shoved her face into the wet pussy. “Lick it, bitch. Get it ready for me and Michelle.”

Nikki’s cunt pulsed, discharge seeping out. Her hand reaches for Chloe. Chloe tried to retreat back to Michelle’s dick, but Nikki’s harsh hands grasped her and shoved her face into the wet pussy. “Lick it, bitch. Get it ready for me and Michelle.”

The bitch had just pulled Chloe’s last straw. Her fingers clenched into a fist. She pushed against Nikki’s cunt, trying to free herself before Nikki finally let go of her and let her stumble back. The cunt was bigger than she was, so powerful, but Chloe would die before she served anyone other than Michelle. 

“Don’t you ever touch me, you who—” Something hard rammed into Chloe’s back, sending her flying forward right into Nikki’s cunt. She tried to scream, but her head and shoulders were wedged firmly into the pussy, and Nikki clamped her lips to keep Chloe stuck in there. 

The giantess laughed at the tiny in her pussy. “I can’t believe you just flicked her that hard. Look, you left a mark on its back.” 

“She deserved it. You’re her goddess now, too. She needs to learn how to treat her owners.” Michelle demeaned Chloe with every word she said. Tears streamed down Chloe’s face, realizing that no matter how much she struggled, she wouldn’t be able to escape her competition's pussy. 

To make matters worse, the two were kissing again. Chloe felt every shift in Michelle’s body. Her legs buckled and tightened as the sense of enjoyment was too much for the girl, leaving Chloe’s body feeling crushed and beaten. 

Being surrounded by the pussy walls, every movement sent Chloe’s body ramming into another part of the cunt. Her entire body was already covered in bruises that hurt just to be touched. This was awful to experience. She didn’t usually mind the pain because she knew it was for Michelle’s benefit, but now that it was Nikki who was getting the enjoyment Chloe wasn’t able to rationalize it in her head. 

Chloe’s jaw dropped at the sound of spit being gargled. The tears in her eyes poured out like water falls. Nikki was sucking Michelle’s dick, Chloe was sure of it. Michelle’s dick gargled in the girl's mouth every time she deepthroated, meaning Chloe could hear the play by play. Nikki took a gasp of air as the dick presumably left her mouth. 

The words were muffled to Chloe, but she made out Michelle’s words perfectly. “Did the bitch make you wet enough for it yet?”

“Oh honey,” Nikki’s voice was soft, and Chloe the sound of a soft kiss. “I was ready way before you shoved her in there. This wet pussy is all because of you.” 

Chloe banged her fists against the pussy walls. Anger had consumed her, the pain— both physical and emotional— weighing too greatly on her. “Let me out of here you asshole. Michelle loves me, and only me so you better get the fuck out of our house because when she grows me back I’m going to kick your ass!” 

No formal response came. Maybe they couldn’t hear her. Chloe was about to scream louder, but was stopped by Nikki's body shifting again on the couch. She was laid down, and Chloe felt something wet and stiff poke into her butt. 

“Are you ready?” Michelle asked. Wait, they’re not about to… Are they? 

“Michelle,” Chloe cried, feeling the dick poke deeper onto her ass. “I thought you loved me, why are you doing this?” Maybe this was the last test? Maybe if Chloe could be a good girl here, Michelle would finally let her back into her life. 

Nikki giggled. “You don’t need to ask, baby.” 

Simultaneously, both Nikki and Chloe screamed at the top of their lungs. Nikki because she was in pure bliss, but Chloe because of the pain. Michelle thrusted her dick into Nikki’s body with no regards for Chloe’s well being. 

Michelle’s dick forced Chloe deeper into Nikki. Since the dick was pressing into her ass to do it, her legs ended up on either side of the dick. Chloe’s legs spread bald eagle in the cunt, but there wasn’t enough room in the tight pussy. Her right ankle snapped against Nikki’s inner wall, the pussy much stronger than Chloe. 

Michelle didn’t let up, pulling her dick back and thrusting back into Nikki. Chloe screamed as the dick rammed into her lower body, pushing her deeper towards Nikki’s cervix. Chloe tried to plead, but opening her mouth only met her with Nikki’s discharge and cum entering her mouth. Luckily she wasn’t able to swallow, not with Michelle’s dick pounding her from behind. Everything spit out of her mouth. 

As the pounding continued, Chloe finally reached the cervix. She hoped Michelle would stop, or that her dick wouldn’t be long enough to reach back there, but it was. There was no pushing forward unless the cervix tore, so now Chloe was being pounded against the back ball of Nikki’s cunt. 

Precum shot out of Michelle and onto Chloe like water from a fire hydrant. It knocked her over, turning her around so that her body was facing the exit. She got a good look at Michelle’s dick— the dick she had not only been worshiping for nearly a month now but for her entire relationship— as it thrusted in and out of a new girl. 

The dick stabbed Chloe in her already bruised chest. With each pound, she felt her ribs cave more and more. The cum inside the pussy was accumulating too, decreasing the room for air that Chloe needed to live. 

Michelle’s cock ran over Chloe’s legs, slowly flattening them against Nikki’s pussy. The thrusting increased in speed and pressure as the two approached climax. Michelle thrusted her cock into Nikki at a weird angle, and the dick caught Chloe’s leg and snapped it backwards. Chloe shouted, though they were muffled by Michelle’s precum shooting into her mouth. 

It was at this time Chloe realized the position Michelle’s dick was entering Nikki. It was upright, and given that Chloe didn’t remember Nikki turning around, they must have been fucking in missionary. They were looking in eachother’s eyes as they fucked Michelle never fucked Chloe like that, Chloe always had to be turned around. Michelle said it was so she could concentrate. Chloe assumed she was still shy, but she guessed she was wrong about that, too.

Another powerful thrust in and Michelle’s dick finally broke through Chloe’s ribs. These wouldn’t heal like the other times, the break was too much. Chloe’s bones stabbed at her lungs, making every breath dangerously painful. 

The moans above her intensified, and Nikki’s body shook as it came. Cum poured over Chloe, lubricating her back and pushing her slightly down. “Fuck baby!” Michelle shouted.

The first load to shoot out was soft. It lightly fell at Chloe’s flattened feet, but the next load wasn’t as kind. It shot with the speed of a bullet, covering Chloe’s entire body. But Chloe knew better to assume that Michelle was done. The cum came load after load, burying Chloe in layers of cum that mixed in with Nikki’s. The weight was so heavy on top of Chloe that more of her ribs snapped, the cum now able to sink into her chest. 

The dick exited, and there was a plump as Michelle fell on the couch. Chloe couldn’t hear anything, her ears—like the rest of her body— were filled with cum. She tried to draw in air, but only cum entered her mouth. It was impossible to tell if it were Michelle’s or Nikki’s, but Chloe swallowed it all the same. She had to, otherwise she’d drown in her ex-lover’s and new Mistress’s cum. 

She felt her body start to move, flowing out of Nikki’s pussy with the rest of the cum and onto the couch. The only limb Chloe still had control over was her right arm, though three of her fingers were broken. She used that arm to push the cum away from her mouth. Chloe expected to bring in a giant draw of breath, but her shallow lungs and collapsed ribs only allowed her to take in a little at a time.

Was this her life now? Her body was broken beyond repair, and the giants who did this to her whispered sweet nothings to each other above. Chloe recognized the look in Michelle’s eyes. It was love. Love she used to look at Chloe with. A love she hadn’t seen in a long time. Her heart was happy for a moment when she first saw the look on her face, but that heart was shattered as Michelle brought Nikki’s face in for a kiss. 

Chloe was defeated.

        Sunlight peered through the thin curtains, waking Nikki up. Michelle’s body was soft and warm, and waking up next to her the next morning was the happiest moment of her life. 

       There was a tingle between Nikki’s legs that made her jump. She didn’t want to wake up Michelle, so Nikki decided to do this next part quietly. Nikki silently lifted up the covers, gazing between her legs at the tiny, broken girl between them. 

       Nikki forgot what the cunt’s name was, mostly because she felt weird acknowledging her as human since she looked nothing like it. In the sunlight, Nikki could see that the girl’s limbs had turned black from being so broken by sex the night before. Nikki had asked Michelle a few times if she had plans of healing her, but Michelle said that she didn’t know where to start. 

       She’d die by the next morning, but that didn’t stop Nikki from wanting to torment her in her final moments. “I’m glad you’re still licking my clit.” Nikki diminished. She had demanded that the girl licked her clit all night, and the cunt must’ve been too afraid to disobey. Nikki had to admit that it was nice seeing her only ‘competition’ reduced to a slave licking her clit. 

Nikki picked the tiny up and put her on Michelle’s abdomen. Then, without once taking her eye’s off the girl’s, she kissed down Michelle’s body. Michelle made happy noises and Nikki did this, and the tiny looked devastated. Nikki kissed past the tiny, and stopped at the base of the dick. 

Nikki tugged on the dick that was rising with the second. “Do you see this?” Nikki flicked the tiny, allowing her to fall off the abdomen and fall by Michelle’s balls which Nikki raised and pinned her under. 

“This is my cock now.” Nikki giggled, taking Michelle’s tip in her mouth. “I’ll make sure you never touch this cock again. You’ll worship my cunt until you finally die. Michelle is on board with it, too. She won’t even look at you today.” 

Nikki didn’t expect such a strong reaction from the tiny. She screamed, not very loudly, and hid her body deeper under Michelle’s balls as she cried. 

“Don’t even think about it.” Nikki dragged the tiny out from under Michelle’s balls. She sat up and dropped the bitch between her legs. “Not get back to licking my clit, I’m going to try to get some more sleep in.” She laid down, enjoying the feeling of the tiny cunt accepting her place.