Summary: NOTE:
This story is an offshoot of ‘Living with MISDV-001’ and starts with a
flash-forward before reverting to its chronological start point at the end of
Chapter 2 in ‘Living with MISDfV-001. Note that you don’t need to read the
original in order to read this one, but the original does have some run-up that
you may find good to have.
The world
after the second pandemic MISDV-001 (Male
Impacting Size Diminishing Virus 001), is a world where people are either
unaffected by the vaccine, can't afford it, or are inflicted with bottled
versions of the virus and subjected to the whims of those around them.
After the
discovery of a vaccine and cure, the realization that humanity was not about to
go extinct relieved the minds of many. However, this same discovery has led to
those unfortunate enough to be shrinkies to be viewed with nothing more than
disgust or disregard.
This
story follows three beautiful young woman as they blow off some steam after a
long work week.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters,
settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original
characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way
associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No
copyright infringement is intended.
Tags include elements from future chapters as well as
present
Categories: Giantess,
Breasts,
Butt,
Couples,
Crush,
Feet,
Footwear,
Insertion,
Lesbians,
Mouth Play,
Violent,
Vore Characters: None
Growth: None
Shrink: Lilliputian (6 in. to 3 in.), Micro (1 in. to 1/2 in.)
Size Roles: F/m
Warnings: Following story may contain inappropriate material for certain audiences
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 9
Completed: Yes
Word count: 37627
Read: 24910
Published: May 17 2023
Updated: June 18 2023
1. Chapter 1 – Waking up to Carnage by Mamamoo
2. Chapter 2 - To the bar! by Mamamoo
3. Chapter 3 - The Real Fun Begins by Mamamoo
4. Chapter 4 - Heading Home by Mamamoo
5. Chapter 5 – Homeward Bound and Playtime by Mamamoo
6. Chapter 6 – Playtime Continues by Mamamoo
7. Chapter 7 – Ellen & Hannah by Mamamoo
8. Chapter 8 – A Relaxing Evening by Mamamoo
9. Chapter 9 – Ending the Evening by Mamamoo
Chapter 1 – Waking up to Carnage by Mamamoo
Current
setting – Everyone
thought COVID was bad, they had no idea. The second pandemic to hit the Earth,
MISDV-001 (Male Impacting Size Diminishing Virus 001) was something completely
different. No scientists had yet uncovered what caused the incredible side
effects to occur, or why they only occurred in men, but what started as simple
cold / flu symptoms, soon followed on with the victim shrinking. There was no
rhyme or reason that could be determined, but once someone started shrinking
they would continue to do so until they stopped somewhere between 1 and 6
inches in height.
The only
(relatively) positive side was that these victims developed extraordinary
physical resilience to the point where many previously fatal falls, drops, and
impacts would be unlikely to kill the person outright. This did not mean they
were immune to damage, but it took relatively more force to cause injury.
Initially
these men were protected and still viewed as people. With the prospect of
having to live in a world where all men would keep shrinking, a plan had to be
implemented to make the world a safer place to prevent extinction of the human
race. To this end , workplaces, homes, transport were all aimed to be able to
accommodate normal people and those who contracted the shrinking virus.
However this
progress came grinding to a halt when a bio-pharmaceutical company in the USA
made three incredible breakthroughs:
1) A vaccine with a 95% efficacy
rating;
2) A cure for those victims who had
diminished in size.
3) A way to culture and effectively
‘bottle’ the virus so that it could be orally administered to another person
The
downsides to these discoveries were that the vaccine was expensive, the cure
was exorbitant to the point not many could afford it, and the bottled virus
meant anyone could shrunk either willingly or against their will.
The
development of the bottled virus and the associated cure led to all sorts of
shenanigans across the globe, as anyone with enough money could really do
whatever they wanted. This ranged from roleplaying, to humiliating an enemy, to
allowing almost unsolvable murder cases.
The sudden
prospect at not all men shrinking, and only a small minority being victimised,
made these mass retrofits and changes to everyday life seem unnecessary. Slowly
over the next few years, these ‘shrinkies’ slowly lost attention and care from
the wider community, and eventually became viewed as sub-human by many people.
An
international law was introduced that ‘in theory’ gave these sub-humans the
same rights as normal people, but it was all just lip service. By this point,
too many people had given up on being careful with the shrinkies, and no law
enforcement agencies bothered to get involved. Walking around an office without
watching where every footfall was placed led to thousands of deaths per year.
Many shrinkies were thrown out of their homes by girlfriends and wives that
just wanted someone normal size in their life.
Eventually,
many people viewed shrinkies as pests and treated them as such – either
avoiding them through disgust, or going out of their way to end their
existence.
Chapter 1 – Waking up to Carnage
Saturday
Morning – flash forward
Ellen awoke lying on
her right side, squinting as the sunlight streamed through a gap in the
curtains hitting her right in her eyes like a laser beam. Attempting to sit up,
she felt a wave of nausea and decided to lie back down, repositioning herself
slightly to avoid the sunlight. Her head pounding, she muttered “ergh, what the
hell did we do last night?” looking around her bedroom – noting a broken glass
on the floor, a knocked over lamp, and clothes thrown haphazardly all over the
place. Her tired eyes resting on a black pencil skirt on the ground next the
bed, gingerly turning her head and shoulders to look behind her ‘damn that was a
wild night’ she thought seeing the toned, naked upper body of a petit blonde protruding
from her bedsheet. It was Hannah, facing towards the wall adjacent the other
side of her bed. Sighing deeply, she spied her water bottle on her bedside table.
Leaning forward she gripped it, twisting the lid off and taking several massive
gulps. Seeing the time on her alarm clock ‘6:30am! Nope’ she rolled over to
face Hannah, and was about to snuggle in when she realized she wasn’t
completely naked ‘why am I wearing one sock?’ her awareness of the single item
of clothing covering her left foot on her otherwise naked body made her
uncomfortable. Using the big toe on her right foot she tried to pry the ankle
high sock off but slipped, prodding herself in the arch of her foot ‘wait, what
the hell is that…’ she thought feeling a lump where she hit herself. This lump
suddenly started wriggling, causing Ellen to jump, before she had a vague
flashback of the night before ‘oh yeh… put him there for safe keeping’ she
smiled to herself as she pulled her knee towards her chest up so she could
reach her wide and meaty foot. Moving to get herself into a half-elevated
position, she gently used her right hand to roll the sock away – being careful
not to hit the shrinky. Once the sock was fully removed she discarded it with a
casual flick over her shoulder, the tiny man still plastered face first to her
arch. Giggling quietly, she started flexing and wriggling her toes, causing him
to flop onto the bed. Struggling to turn himself over, Ellen could only imagine
the night he must have had stuck in her sock ‘pretty sure he was under my toes
when I passed out… must have been trying to escape’ she thought and then
whispered to him “naughty, naughty”.
Looking up
at her words, he pleaded “please no more, just let me go, please”
“Oh shut
up, no one cares” she grunts as she pinched his chest with her right thumb and
index finger, lifting him to her face. Eyes still half closed she grunted “well
I had a blast last night, but time for you to go bye-bye”
“No, please
don… HMPF” . Ellen had enough of his
squeaking voice so curled her fist around him, smothering his face. Smiling,
she knew what she wanted to do with him next. Lying back down, she rolled over
and kissed Hannah (who was lying on her left side) gently on the neck, causing
her to stir “oh fuck, my head… what time is it?”
“Still
early” groaned Ellen “just got to put this last shrinky somewhere he won’t make
it through the morning”
“Mmm, where
you thinking?” Hannah smiled gently, eyes still closed. Feeling Ellen’s hands
start gently squeezing her cute bubble butt, Ellen pulled aside her friend’s
lace black G-string and gently lifted the right butt cheek upwards and away
from the left cheek it was resting on, the sensation causing Hannah to bite her
lower lip and breathe deeply, wondering what was about to happen.
Giving her
fist a hard squeeze to disorientate the tiny, she opened her palm next to the
trap she had primed, and stuffed him in to the cleft of Hannah’s butt, right
infront of her anus. She figured it was too early to try shoving him all the
way into her, plus without lube handy she would likely just crush him to a pulp
in the attempt. The nameless tiny coughed up a bit of blood and, realizing
where he had just been shoved, attempted to scramble away – looking up seeing
the billboard sized face of Ellen with a beaming smile for a moment before
everything went dark.
Ellen
looked down with glee at the tiny man as the realization of his predicament hit
home, horror spreading across his face. As he moved an arm forwards, Ellen
released Hannah’s raised butt cheek letting gravity take over, instantly
smothering the tiny. She then used the fingers of her right hand to position
the G-string back into place. Satisfied the tiny had no escape, she snuggled up
to Hannah, snaking her left arm beneath her head and laying her right hand on
her hip, spooning her.
Hannah felt
Ellen’s soft, warm hand on her hip and her voluptuous, warm, soft breasts
flattening against her back “God, it’s too early for this, and my head hurts”
complained Hannah despite the grin on her face, eyes still shut to prevent any
light reaching them.
“Sorry
babe, I’ll leave him alone… just one second” and with that, her hand gripped
the band of Hannah’s G-string and pulled it up, giving her a slight wedgie
intended to seal the fate of the poor tiny.
“Ellen!”
moaned Hannah “Let me sleep!” feeling the shrinky wriggling between her cheeks,
clearly unable to breathe properly due to the crushing weight and smothering
cheeks. After a few minutes, Hannah complained “Ellen he’s still moving… he
must still be getting some air…” No reply… “Ellen?” ‘Ergh’ she thought to
herself ‘has she genuinely fallen back to sleep? Fine guess it’s my problem to
deal with’. A wicked grin flashed across her face, before she bit her lip,
enjoying the feeling of the trapped man wriggling between her cheeks attempting
an escape that was ultimately doomed to failure.
Hannah began
slowly straightening her legs and engaging her glutes, gently increasing the
pressure in her cheeks. This feeling was noticed by the tiny man who was
managing to just hold on to life, gasping air when his struggles created a gap
between her cheeks. As he felt the cheeks start pressing into him, his
mentality switched from horror to pure terror at the prospect of not making it
out.
‘Ah, he
feels it’ thought Hannah as she felt his previously weak wriggling turn to
manic thrashing as he attempted to escape. ‘No chance little guy’ biting her
lower lip as her legs fully straightened ‘3…2…1’ and with that she slowly
squeezed her glute muscles tighter and tighter. As the pressure increased she
could feel the tiny man’s struggles pause as the overbearing pressure prevented
any movement. Considering relaxing her muscles and repeating the process, she
thought on how tired she was, and how too much exertion might wake her up and
leave her unable to return to the blissful, headache free slumber that she
craved. Deciding to simply put an end to the little guy she engaged her glute
muscles with a bit more tenacity. The previously soft walls imprisoning the
small man had become unyielding, and as he felt his body begin to buckle until
the relentless pressure he started losing consciousness. Feeling him stop
moving, Hannah fully engaged her muscular butt and felt a serious of pops and
crunches, followed by a warm wet feeling spread between her cheeks.
Grinning to
herself, she relaxed her butt and legs, and nestled into Ellen’s embrace,
falling back to sleep.
Chapter 2 - To the bar! by Mamamoo
Chapter 2 – To the Bar!
Friday
Evening – present day
As the
girls disembarked the ferry they politely thanked the crew member for his
service, and planned what to do next
“I know a
bar that isn’t too far from here” chimed in Hannah.
“Yeh ok,
let’s go, I need to blow off some more steam” agreed Ellen
As they
discussed what to do, Clare felt Greg slipping around inside her flat. She
started scrunching her toes and grinding her foot around on the ground. She
felt him starting to slide forwards as her foot began to sweat and become
slippery. When Hannah and Ellen started walking, she followed suit, feeling his
body slip beneath the ball of her foot, and with each step, crushing him under
the cruel ball of her foot further and further. Despite the additional
resilience the shrinkies had, being directly trodden on wasn’t something they
could withstand.
Inside the
shoe, Greg was trying his best to stay beneath the relative safety of the
giantesses toes, taking a horrendous pounding with every step but managing to
hold on. After what felt like ages but was in reality only a handful of steps,
he had little energy left. He stopped fighting and feet his legs slide under
the ball of her foot. With the next step, his legs gave out and turned into
bloody mush, causing him to try and scream, but the weight of her big toe
smothering his face prevented any sound from leaving. As the kept stepping, he
slipped further and further, losing consciousness by the time the rest of his
legs had been destroyed.
Clare kept
walking, sensing he had expired, but kept on stepping with a knowing grin on
her face, twisting her foot as she stepped. Another step his legs are gone,
next step his torso, next his chest, finally she felt some resistance as his
head pressed between her insole and big toe, until that too collapsed in a
satisfying crunch.
“Hey guys!”
she called to her friends who turned.
Pulling her
foot out of her shoe she flashed her sole, covered in blood and viscera “I
guess he didn’t want to walk with us after all?”
They all
laughed hysterically for a bit, before Clare slipped her foot back into her
shoe, grabbed her friends by their hands and started leading them up towards
the bar “you know, I hear this place sometimes sells shrinkies if they have
them in stock”.
“Ohhh that
sounds good” beamed Ellen “we didn’t have enough time to play with that one
properly”
“Ellen
you’re insatiable!” giggled Hannah
“Meh” Ellen
shrugged “it’s been a while, I swear they’re getting harder to find in my area”
With that,
the beautiful trio discussed the events of their weeks as they started the
journey to the bar.
Hannah’s
boyfriend had cheated on her with his secretary, as soon as she found out she
dumped him, praying he would contract the virus and end up in her clutches.
Ellen had a brief fling with a girl she met at the local coffee shop, it was
fun but not something she wanted to commit to, and so the two had eventually
lost contact. Clare on the other hand had a pretty good week, walking into the
office to a promotion along with a nice office, she had no interest in dating
at this time and was keen to focus on herself. Booking a two week trip to Bali
next month to a yoga retreat.
Reaching
the bar with at the top of the hill, they were rewarded with a beautiful view
of the Sydney Harbor with the sun setting and the lights and neon signs of the
skyscrapers switching on.
“Ok you
guys grab a table, first round’s on me” Clare offered as she walked towards the
bar
“Sweet,
I’ll grab the next ones” Hannah chimed in.
Finding a raised
table at the edge of the deck, next to the fence, Hannah sat on the left and
Ellen the right, leaving the middle seat for Clare. From their vantage point overlooking
the city, Ellen and Hannah chatted idly whilst their friend returned a few
minutes later “I ordered us martinis, the waitress will be them over for us.
Also… she’s a friend of a friend, and they have some shrinkies hidden in the
back”
“Ohhh how
many, and how much each??” enquired Ellen
“She didn’t
say how many but did ask for $100 each, I knocked her down to $80”
“Wow that’s
so cheap!” exclaimed Hannah “I heard they went for several hundred at the
moment!”
“Well I
guess they hold no value… so worth what people will pay for it – aaaannnd not
many people buy them if they know where to look to find them for free. This
area has loads of places for them to hide so there’s more of the pests here
than in other parts of the city.” explained Clare “So, how many do we want?”
“Would she
give us a bulk discount on say… ten?” asked Ellen
“Ten!? Wow it
really has been a while for you hasn’t it” winked Hannah
“Oh god, I
know that ‘you’” Clare pointed to Hannah “just got cheated on by a guy
that ‘we’” she pointed to herself and Ellen “warned you about, and that ‘you’”
she pointed at Ellen “are just an insatiable lust machine – but could the pair
of you not get flirty!”
“Ouch, that
was mean” Hannah sat back with a frown
“Ignore
her, she’s just frustrated that she decided to spend time working over having
her ‘needs’ attended to” giggled Ellen
“Well
forgive me for making bank!” laughed Clare “and I do get my needs attended to.
Just Wednesday night I found a little guy scurrying around on the train. Took
him home, made him rub my feet until he gave out. That was a need met!”
“Gave out?”
questioned Hannah
“He got
tired and couldn’t rub hard enough, so I put him between my feet and used him
like a massage roller… He didn’t last too long unfortunately” sighed Clare
The drinks
were brought to the table by the waitress, a young mid-twenty something blonde
with big blue eyes, a sharp face but with a wide mouth and plump lips. Sporting
a slim but toned physique with a bubble but that put Hannah to shame, and
large-ish boobs that held up nicely. Clare enquired about a bulk offer and the
young girl leant in and whispered something in reply.
“Hmm ok, be
right back ladies” Clare said as she rose from the table and followed the
waitress into the back store room
Turning to
Ellen, Hannah stated “We can’t sleep with eachother again … I want to find a
nice guy that’ll take care of me, and I can’t do that thinking about that ‘thing’
you do…”
Smiling
seductively Ellen replied “No worries, that ‘thing’” she emphasized “that I do
will stay well away… until you beg me to do it anyway”
“Oh hah,
hah – I can actually exert some level of control over myself I’ll have you
know”
“Believe it
when I see it” laughed Ellen
Meanwhile
in the store room
“Ok”
started the young waitress letting her hair flow from the bun it was tied up
in, down her back almost to her well-toned, black legging-clad buttocks. She shook
her hair out and re-styled her hair into a pony-tail “so ten is $800 all up,
but I can do $600 as a favor”
“That’s
amazing, thanks!” chirped Clare “but just out of curiosity, where do you get
them all?”
“Bar work pays average, and modelling is up and down, so I work part time at
that tiny hotel facility ‘Star City Resort” the waitress explained “We
frequently have to turf people out because their partners never come to pick
them up. Me and one of the managers decided rather than chucking them on the
street where they’ll just die, why not keep them and sell them. We split
everything 50/50, and everyone’s happy… well almost everyone” she laughed. “I
also have an OnlyFans account where I torture the little bugs and that pulls
some money in too”
“Gotta
admire the side hustle on you, sister” applauded Clare
“Thanks”
smiled the young blonde “the name is Amy… actually could you do me a quick
favour please?”
“Sure,
what’s up Amy?”
“A donor on
my page asked for a specific video a few minutes ago, and I don’t like keeping
the fans waiting, would you mind taking a quick video for me?”
Intrigued,
Clare replied “sure thing” taking the phone from Amy’s hand. As she accessed
the camera, the waitress opened a cupboard, revealing half a dozen shrinkies in
a glass jar. Reaching in and grabbing one four-inch tiny roughly by the leg,
she pulled her hand out and beckoned Clare over to a plain white wall.
“Wait, I
should ask - are you ok with violent shit?” checked Amy
“The bloodier
the better” replied Clare with a grin
“Ok so just
hold the camera about half a meter from my face, at head height with the flash
on. Try not to move the camera when I get going”
“Understood”
confirmed Clare as she held the camera up and started recording, winking and
nodding at Amy to let her know she could commence
“Well now…
a big thanks sure are in order” Amy groaned in a deep and seductive voice,
moving her head slowly around “I should be nice and show my appreciation to my
number one fan, I hope this little guy doesn’t mind” she pouted as she raised
the inverted shrinky into the frame, bringing him to her nose and sniffing him
slowly and deeply “ohhhh yummy” she licked her lips
‘Wow, she’s
good’ thought Clare, impressed at the sensual and erotic display unfolding
infront of her
Lifting the
little man above her so he was suspended just above her forehead, Amy slowly looked
up and opened her mouth, strings of saliva stretching between her teeth and
gums briefly before collapsing, until her jaw was locked as wide as it would go
‘She could
swallow him whole with that!’ thought Clare, feeling her temperature rise as
she witnessed the display
Looking
straight into the eyes of the tiny, Amy used a mock comforting voice “don’t be
scared little one, I promise I don’t bite… much” she grinned. Re-opening her
mouth the its full extent, she released the leg sending the tiny man crashing
down and landing face first on her tongue. Quickly snapping her lips closed,
she slowly slurped the morsel’s legs into her mouth. Looking directly at the
camera she started rubbing her head, neck, and chest – moaning deeply whilst
sloshing her prey around her mouth.
After
assaulting him with her tongue for around half a minute, she opened her mouth
slightly, it was possible with the flash on to see the terrified little man
lying across her tongue with his legs on one set of molars and head resting on
the other. Seeing the light flood in, he threw himself towards her lips, and
began crawling out of her mouth in a desperate escape attempt. When his chest
and arms were free, Amy sprung her trap and slammed her teeth down, hard enough
to cause him to cry out but not enough to cut him in half, trapping his abdomen
between them “uh, uh, naugh’y ‘ittle guy” she purred looking down her nose at
him, mumbling a bit as she couldn’t move her jaw.
Looking
back up at the camera she sealed her lips around him and started sucking back
into her maw. Once his head popped back inside, leaving his arms protruding,
still trying to pull himself out, she started in earnest. Without blinking or
flinching in any way, staring straight into the camera, she began chewing. The
camera was able to capture the sounds made – a mix of loud crunches and snaps,
mingled with blood curdling screams as his arms started jerking uncontrollably.
As she kept chewing, the sound of screams was abruptly ended and, holding both
hands on either side of her neck, she slurped the arms into her maw, tilted her
head back and s-wallowed with a loud ‘GULP’. Looking back down, she opened her
mouth wide, showing traces of blood but nothing more “thanks again” she purred
as she stepped closer to the camera until her face filled the screen “and keep
safe out there… we wouldn’t want you to end up in my clutches… or would we?”
she winked, giving Clare a thumbs up to let her know she could stop recording
now.
Clare
stopped recording “wow… that was… hot”
“Thanks”
Beamed Amy, spitting some blood out onto the floor before swigging some water
from a glass she kept conveniently nearby “I appreciate you not moving the
camera!”
“No
worries, but erm… could I get a copy of that? Just for personal viewing of
course”
“Hmm, ok I
guess so, but please don’t put it anywhere. My fans need to keep coming to me
if I am to get paid!” she requested
“Of course!”
Clare assured her as Amy airdropped the video to Clare’s phone
“Well enjoy
your drinks, and these” Amy happily said as she handed a box to Clare.
“Will do,
see you back out there!” and with that Clare walked back into the bar area,
feeling the need to touch one of her new toys she made a beeline for the
bathroom.
About to
follow the patron Amy paused, watching the toned yoga figure walk ahead of her.
Feeling a little hot under the collar she thought to herself ‘maybe I should
have grabbed her number’, feeling a lust she knew she couldn’t satisfy whilst
at work. Turning towards the cupboard once again, she quickly walked over,
opening the door and reviewing the remaining shrinkies trapped in their jar.
Thinking about what she was going to do, she analyzed the best size, deciding
on the small 1-incher ‘I guess I don’t want to be too distracted’ she thought
as she reached in and plucked him out. Walking towards the door, she looked
down, snaking her hand down the tight t-shirt covering her ripped abs, and pulled
her leggings and panties away from her. Without braking stride she lowered the
little man, placing him on her underwear infront of her moist snatch, and
without saying a word released the underwear and legwear. Feeling his body
pinned against her, wriggling, she smiled and walked back into the bar.
Meanwhile,
Clare walked into a stall and closed the door, opening the lid of the box she
grabbed the first one-inch tiny she saw and removed him, resealing the box and
putting it on the floor. Standing upright and holding him up to her face “You
think you were squeezed in tightly in there? Check this…” and with that she
opened her mesh shirt and pulled her crop top forward exposing her right
breast, her nipple already erect from the experience with Amy. Lowering the
tiny to her right nipple she ordered “hold on, or fall into a toilet… your
choice”. To the tiny, that wasn’t even a choice, and he grabbed hold of the
nipple like the metaphorical life raft that it was. Smirking at the pathetic
attempt to save himself, Clare released her crop top, letting the skin tight
fabric snap back and painfully pin the shrinky into place. Grinning, she headed
back to her friends.
Back
in the bar
Talking for
a bit longer about work stuff, they noticed Clare leave the store room and head
to the toilets
“Swear that
girl has a bladder the size of a golf ball” commented Ellen, causing Hannah to
giggle.
A few
minutes later Clare returned to the table with a small cardboard box “$600 for
the ten – bulk deal!” she happily commented, placing the box on the table and
opening the lid and revealing shrinkies wedged in like sardines in a can. The
girls were happy to see a good variety of sizes with the smallest looking to be
one inch, and the largest just shy of six.
Looking
down, the three giantesses started thinking what they could do with so many
little toys.
“Wait, you
said ten” stated Ellen “I only count nine”
“Yeh… that
one from the ferry really got me going but it was just over too fast. This one
is in a much more secure location”
“Butt… no,
wait… boob!” guessed Ellen as she grabbed Clare by the right breast, feeling a
small bump that started wriggling at her touch “nailed it!”
“Damn,
you’re good!” laughed Clare as Hannah reached into the box and seized a
three-inch tiny by his arm and lifted him up to her face
“We going
to play with some here then take the rest back to one of our places?” Hannah
asked
“Yeh I need
could handle a few drinks here, but have wine at my place if we want to head
back after” Ellen replied, and removed her tight fitting sweater to reveal a
blue wrap blouse, struggling to hold her F-cup sized boobs back.
“Sounds
good to me” agreed Clare “so little guy, which one of us do you think is
hottest?”
Gulping
deeply and still suspended in the air, the little man thought to himself ‘shit,
that’s the most loaded question I’ve ever heard “well… it’s hard to tell from
here, could let me go please?”
“Sure”
Hannah grinned “letting go” and with that released her fingers, sending the
shrinky plummeting down onto the table, landing roughly.
“Argh!” he
moaned “poor choice of words”
“What’s
your name, bug?” Clare asked flatly as she put the lid on the box and pushed it
to the other side of the table
“I’m Clint,
and may I know the names of you three equally beautiful ladies?” he said in a low,
charming voice.
“Oh bloody
hell” groaned Ellen burying her face in her hands, whilst Hannah laughed.
Clare
looked decidedly unimpressed “I think we’ve already heard enough from you, bug”
and slammed her left hand down onto him, grabbing him roughly by the torso and
shaking him back and forth
“Easy!”
exclaimed Hannah from her left “don’t break him yet, we still need to have some
fun”
“Fine”
allowed Clare “Ellen – you wanted ten, I guess the first is yours!” and with
that she leant to her right, tugging Ellen’s blouse with her right hand,
pulling it away slightly and exposing her cleavage.
“Wow – at
least you bought me a drink first” laughed Ellen as Clare’s left hand with the
tiny disappeared between her voluptuous breasts, burying him deep. Removing her
hand more gently, she pulled the fabric back into place
“Can you
feel him?” Hannah asked “I mean, that’s probably… relatively speaking, like two
elephants smashing into him”
“Wow”
pouted Ellen in mock hurt “I’ll just let you calling me an elephant slide, this
time!”
“She’s not
wrong” reasoned Clare “can you even feel him? I did shove him pretty deep”
“Yeh he’s
wriggling around, probably wont last long without some air though”
“Well, he’s
your toy, hun… do what you will, we have another 9” allowed Clare
“Yeh ok
then” chirped Ellen as she pulled the fabric of her blouse apart a bit,
exposing her cleavage once again, facing across the table from Hannah and
leaning forwards slightly “be a doll and fish him out would you”
“If I must”
Sighed Hannah, smiling and leaning forwards using her left hand to pry the F-cup
size breasts apart, her right diving in and searching for the little guy. Grasping
him by the arm she began pulling him out, he was halfway to freedom, with just
his hips buried when at this point Ellen swatted Hannah’s left hand away,
causing the release of her boobs which slammed together and buried him up to
his neck. Her left hand touched Hannah’s right hand that was still grasping the
tiny “that’s far enough thank you” winking at Hannah
“Sure
thing!” looking down at the tiny “I hope you appreciate your situation – most
people would kill to be buried in there” sitting back and retracting her hand
The tiny
could barely breathe, the crushing weight of her breasts smothered him and
completely cocooned around his body, pressing it to the point of
immobilization. Gasping for air his face began to turn red, he was frantically
glancing back and forth between the grimly satisfied face of the dark haired
yoga babe and the cute blonde who was giggling like a little girl. As he felt
darkness start to claim him, his captor pulled her voracious chest apart,
releasing him up to his waist.
Coughing
heavily and gasping in mouthfuls of air he looked up, seeing her face peer down
at him, a satisfied smile on her huge lips.
Looking
down at her prisoner, Ellen couldn’t help but smile at the situation ‘god, men
are so pathetic’ she thought as she released her boobs, causing them to smash
together once again, burying the tiny to his neck ‘the world would be a better
place if they were all this size!’. Looking up she grabbed her drink and took a
sip, placing it down again before once more pulling her chest apart, exposing
the tiny man and allowing him the gift of air. Clare had grabbed her phone to
reply to an email, but Ellen was acutely aware of Hannah staring intently at
the tiny man. Deciding to play with him a bit more and tease Hannah, Ellen this
time slowly pressed her boobs together, rolling their weight up the pathetic
man’s waist, torso, shoulders, and this time past his head. Not stopping she
pressed her boobs together, feeling the tiny trying to move but ultimately
doomed. Glancing up she saw Hannah biting her lower lip, and deciding to
continue the show, she pried her breasts apart, looking down on him both
literally and figuratively “ok bug, time to go squish!” and with that she
applied pressure lower on the sides of her boobs, rolling them patiently up his
body this time applying further weight. As she got covered his torso she paused
a few seconds, smiling as he gasped for air whilst she looked towards her two
friends “count down?” she asked
“Oh of
course, lets go from 5” said Clare, and with that she and Hannah counted down
“5…”
Ellen
looked back down at her prey, her breasts rolled up his chest like a slow
moving trash compactor
“4…”
Over his
shoulders, the tiny man truly started panicking, throwing his head around as it
that was going to free him from this tomb
“3…”
His face
was now sandwiched between her soft yet relentless skin, unable to move,
turning red from the blood being forced into his head
“2…”
Her boobs
rolled over his head, burying him in darkness, continuing until he was deep
within the chasm
“1!” They
sang out together
Ellen began
rubbing her boobs together, up, down, and shaking her chest to grind him
between them. Imagining the fear that he would be feeling was turning her on,
making her want to end his pathetic existence. Feeling his body begin to brake,
a warm wet feeling spread through her cleavage, she pressed on relentlessly
grinding him ensuring his destruction before releasing herself. Prying her
breasts further apart she revealed his broken body, blood lining her cleavage.
Clare grabbed a napkin and spat on it before grabbing his remains and rubbing
his juice from Ellen’s skin.
“Well done,
girl!” proclaimed Hannah
“Yeh that
was pretty hot” agreed Clare
“1 down… 9
to go” Ellen stated as she reconfigured her upper layer, containing her
monstrous bust within.
Chapter 3 - The Real Fun Begins by Mamamoo
Chapter 3 – The Real Fun Begins
“Ok, next
round is on me” Hannah cheerfully said as she hopped off of her cushioned stool
and skipped over to the bar
Ellen
turning “Damn, that ass…”
“Oh stop
it” groaned Clare
“Jealous?”
Ellen grinned back, winking seductively
“You wish!
Anyway, what’s next do you think?”
“Errrrm…
Hannah’s turn I think” Ellen responded, opening the box and extracting a 3-inch
tiny out “ok, I have an idea, but to make it more fun we are going to make a
bet…”
“Ohhh
interesting, ok go on” replied Clare
“Hannah is
a ditz after a few drinks… I bet you if she sits on this guy here, she won’t
notice until he’s flattened”
“Hmmmm, so
if she notices him and he’s still alive, I win?
“Yep, but
ground rules… no notifying or hinting to her, and the winner / loser is decided
on the tiny’s ability to stand and walk away from the situation… so if he’s
smashed up but still just hanging in there, I win, deal?”
Thinking
for a moment ‘surely Hannah can’t be that oblivious’ “ok, deal – taxi back is on
the loser” she agreed.
“Ok” Ellen
instructed “you’re closer to her so when she puts the tray down on the table,
slip your arm behind her and fling him onto her seat”
“Got it”
holding her hand out as Ellen dropped the guy into her awaiting palm
Giggling to
themselves, Hannah returned to the table, standing infront of her cushioned
stool, she unloaded the three drinks before praising her left foot onto the
foot bar in preparation to sit down. At this moment Clare reached over and
fling the tiny man onto the seat, expecting Hannah’s toned arse to drop down
immediately. Hannah unfortunately picked the tray up and helpfully returned it
to the bar
Cursing,
Hannah went to retrieve the tiny when Ellen stopped her “No, wait… I guarantee
you she won’t have a clue”
Clare
looked at the tiny, who was desperately looking over the edge of the stool for
a way down, seeing none he looked up at Clare and Ellen in resignation,
shouting something at them but they were too far away to hear “Ok, your call!”
said Clare
Bouncing
back from the bar, Hannah positioned herself between the stool and table, the
tiny standing in the centre just looking up at her black pencil skirt clad
arse, no idea what to do. Using the foot bar below, she jumped up and back onto
her chair, landing directly on top of the tiny, instantly smashing him between
her tight arse and the cushion of the stool “So what did I miss?” she asked,
oblivious to her friend’s attempts to not laugh out loud.
“Oh you know,
I was just commenting to Clare how cute the bar girl is”
Clare’s
head snapped round “wh… what do you mean” stuttered Clare
Ellen’s
eyes went wide at the response, only having said that to fill space and not
alert Hannah to the tiny man trapped beneath her butt “well… she is cute… she
clearly thinks you are too by the way”
Clare, in a
rare case of being caught off guard stammered “wh… wait… what… how… why do you
think that?”
Hannah was
giggling “Awww, her first girl crush! Welcome to the club!”
“No, no, no”
Replied Clare “Ellen’s full of shit, she’s just saying that”
“No babe I
really am not, she’s been boring holes into the back of your head since you
wiped that guy from my tits… It’s your flustered reaction that I find
interesting” she grinned, leaning forwards and resting her chin on her hand,
leering at Clare
“Ok guys,
enough… We all know that I like my action the way I like it… alright?”
Ellen was
only into female company (tiny men excepted on a ‘temporary’ basis), Hannah was
openly bi, finding both men and women attractive, although still ate into some
prince charming bullshit that kept her heading into bad relationships with men.
Clare however had not really found herself enamoured much by women, preferring
the company of men in a romantic sense, so the strange tingling she felt now
confused her slightly.
“Ok”
allowed Ellen “My bad! Anyway, how is the second tiny doing?”
Hannah
exclaimed “which one!?”
“The one
smothered into Clare’s boob obviously” replied Ellen
“Oh yeh, I
forgot about him!” giggled Hannah, crossing one leg over the other and grinding
the tiny unknowingly
‘Fuck, I
think I may have lost this bet’ Clare shook her head, knowing that was Ellen’s
way of probing to see if Hannah had any idea
“Let’s see
if he’s still kicking” requested Ellen
Complying,
Clare undid the top buttons of her shirt and pulled her crop top forwards,
exposing the man plastered to her boob – not moving “oh shit, I might have
suffocated him”
Hannah
leant forwards, raising her bum from her stool and plucking the tiny from
Clare’s right breast – as he peeled off, a patch of sticky viscous fluid
remained just below Clare’s nipple “oh my god, babe, I think he maybe jizzed on
you” turning the man and licking his front “salty… yep he blew a load” before
sitting back down on the hapless man beneath her.
“Bastard,
that’s what I get for not paying attention” Clare complained “is he still
alive?”
Not sure
how to check, she handed him to Ellen, who lay him on the table and brought her
ear down onto his chest. After listening for a minute Ellen sat up “he’s
breathing, but it sounds laboured… he must have struggled to get enough air
stuck between that perky boob of yours and the tight top – he’s probably done
for”
“Ok then,
time to cut us down to 8 I guess!” Clare grinned
“Hey! Surely
its my turn” pouted Hannah “I haven’t had one yet!” as she frustratingly
bounced up and down in her seat like a petulant teenager
Pausing for
a moment, Clare and Ellen erupted in laughter, leaving Hannah confused and
annoyed
“Its not
funny guys!” Hannah was getting really frustrated now, crossing her arms and
frowning
“Sta… stand
up please” wheezed Ellen
“Why?”
“Please
just do it” begged Clare, still chuckling
As Hannah
stood up, Clare and Ellen leant towards her stool. Confused, Hannah looked
down, seeing the body of a shrinky in the centre of the cushion. He was
breathing, but his arms and legs were twisted in weird angles, and he didn’t
appear to be conscious “Are you fucking kidding me?? So I get one but don’t
even know? That’s not fair!” stomped Hannah
“Woo I
win!” Ellen punched the air, grinning
“Yeh… I
think you might have” sighed Clare “Ok Hannah, next one is yours too – we were
just being silly, sorry, hun”
Hannah
smiled and calmed down, peeling the tiny from her stool and dropping him on the
table infront of her “Ok, well how long was he under there anyway?”
“Errrrm
since you sat down, so like five minutes I guess” replied Ellen
“Hmm”
pouted Hannah “they don’t usually last that long, and that’s when I’ trying to
prolong it! He must have been tough”
“Doesn’t
look it now” stated Clare, looking down at the bug that had violated her boob
“this guy however, definitely isn’t that tough” and with that she dropped him
in the remainder of her drink, swishing him around before tipping it into her
mouth, snapping her lips shut”
Swishing
around in the glass, the sudden submergence into alcohol prompted the tiny to
wake up and start manically thrashing, trying not to breathe in the drink as he
was dumped into the titanic woman’s mouth. Feeling him moving, Clare swallowed
her drink around him, opening her lips and dangling her tongue out of her
mouth, the tiny lying face down, coughing as he tried to extract air from his
alcohol soaked environment.
Giggling at
the man’s plight, Ellen didn’t notice Amy approach the table until she had
sidled up to Clare and asked them “Hey guys, would you like me to prep another
round for you?” Clare jumped at hearing the voice next to her left and, turning
towards the sound, gave Amy a clear view of the man lying prostrate on her
tongue. Looking at him, her lips parted slightly as she raised her eyes to meet
Clare’s.
Ellen
playfully slapped Clare’s shoulder, the impact causing Clare’s tongue to shoot
back into her mouth and engaging her swallow reflex, causing her to gag a bit
as he was pulled down her throat, screaming.
Looking up
at Amy, she paused for a moment before replying “errm… yes, please… thanks”
lowering her eyes and blushing, fiddling with the hem of her shirt
Amy paused
a moment ‘damn that was hot’ before answering “ok no worries” smacking a smile
on her lips, she glanced at the other two before heading to the bar
Ellen leant
forward slowly, cheekily trying to get Clare to meet her eyes “I toooolllddd youuuuuu” she sung
Hannah
leant forward and pushed Ellen away “Hey don’t be mean!”
“Just
playing” Ellen giggled, sitting back “now, what about your one?”
Feeling her
heart beat slowing back down, Clare rejoined the conversation “Yeh Hannah,
going to finish him or what?”
“What’s the
point?” she asked sadly… “I didn’t get to have any fun with him”
“Ok tell
you what” Ellen offered “you get another one… if I get to play too”
“Play
what…” Hannah cautiously answered
“Pick one
and follow me”
Hannah
opened the box and grabbed a small 2-incher, gripping him in her fist, still a
bit sullen
“Alright,
Clare we will be right back ok?” Ellen stood and circumvented the table,
standing over Hannah. Grabbing the twitching tiny from the table who regained
consciousness, she crouched and prodded Hannah’s right ankle “pop it out
please”
Hannah
obliged, lifting her foot and flexing her exposed light blue painted toes,
popping her heel from the beige high heel Ellen dropped the near broken tiny
into the shoe and stood again
“Ok, follow
me, if you would” Ellen grinned as Hannah got to her feet. The tiny man slid
down the insole, face up staring at her sole, smooth due to her flexed toes
pulling the skin tight, until his crumpled legs hit her flexed arch where it
met the insole - blocking him from slipping further into her shoe. Hannah
lowered her foot back into its shoe, the tight skin turning wrinkled as she now
scrunched her toes, causing her arch to rise slightly, allowing his legs to
slide beneath the ball of her foot until they reached the gap beneath her toes.
Standing and putting weight on her foot, the tiny lower man’s legs were squeezed
hard, causing him to yell in pain, this too cut short as her wrinkled arch
smothered his face. Taking her first step her ball crushed his
legs, her arch still smothering him preventing the screams from leaving his
mouth. His agony didn’t last long however, after a few steps, the pummelling
pressure of her sole resulted in his bones breaking, soon after he fully
expired unable to get enough air. Ellen
led Hannah to one of the private rooms. Due to the beautiful view this place
had, the private rooms were rarely in use unless it was heavily occupied.
Pulling the curtain closed and giving them privacy, Ellen offered to clean Hannah’s
foot for her. Thanking her, Hannah popped her foot from her shoe and facing
away from Ellen, raised her foot, displaying the mangled body and blood
splatter
Ellen took
a napkin from the table and spat onto it, before turning back to Hannah and
wiping her foot off slowly and caringly.
“Ok, so
what do you want to do with him?” Hannah asked as Ellen, dangling the tiny man
in her dainty fingers infront of her face, as Ellen threw the tissue into the
bin.
Approaching
Hannah slowly, Ellen lowered her large butt into a squat and kissed Hannah on
her toned tummy, working her way up kissing her, she reached her perky breasts and
paused, looking up to make eye contact. Seeing Hannah getting into it, she rose
slowly, approaching her lips. As Hannah leant forwards to receive the impending
kiss, Ellen instead tilted her head back, looking straight up at Hannah’s hand
holding the tiny. Winking at her, she gently held Hannah’s wrist and guided the
morsel to her now gaping maw. Feeling the tiny’s feet touch her tongue, she
slowly closed her lips, encapsulating Hannah’s knuckles, before pulling back
and slurping to pull the tiny from her grip. Standing up and stepping backwards
away from Hannah, Ellen opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, displaying
the shrinky who tried rushing towards her lips, hoping for escape. Ellen let
him get half way out before snapping her teeth down on his mid-section, hard
enough to pin him but not cut him in half.
Beckoning Hannah to her with her finger, Hannah
obliged, opening her lips and taking his upper half into her mouth as the
girl’s lips met.
Meanwhile
in the bar Clare was staring out towards the view of the city, trying to figure
out why she turned into a deer in the headlights when Amy came over. Wondering
where the other girls had gotten to, she was about to stand and go to find
them, when once again appeared Amy, this time with three more martinis on a
tray.
Placing
them on the table she looked at Clare and said “Hey… erm… these are on the
house for you guys”
“Erm…
thanks” replied Clare, not able to meet her gaze.
Sensing
there was something in the air between them, but Clare clearly feeling unable
to do anything, Amy leant forward and gently placed a folded piece of paper on
the table, tapping the top of it “Its my number… you know… encase you need
anything” Amy smiled at her bashfully “Err… can I get you anything else?” she
smiled, making Clare’s pulse jump
“Err no I
think we are good for now thanks… just waiting for those two to act their age”
she tried to deflect
“Aww, its
sweet, I think its nice for people to show how they feel…” she trailed off
“Anyway, gotta go, but yeah let me know if you need anything!” and before
waiting for a reply Amy scurried away.
‘Fuck’
thought Clare ‘what am I doing?’
Back in the
private room, Hannah and Ellen had been passionately making out, trading the
tiny man between their mouths, sucking him back and forth and abusing him with
their tongues.
After a few
minutes Hannah pushed away from Ellen, who currently had the tiny in her maw,
only his head and one arm protruding. Ellen looking confused and tilting her
head she asked “Whts hmpf?” unable to really move her lips due to the tiny
caught between them
“What’s
up?” replied Hannah “I told you I didn’t want this to happen. I just want to
have a night out where we don’t hook up!”
Ellen
looked crestfallen and spat the guy into her hand, clenching her fist to
immobilise him, dropping her hand to her side “Hannah… I’m sorry, I’m not
trying to be difficult… but…”
“But you
are!” Hannah interrupted “You don’t want anything serious, but you keep me on
the hook… it’s not fair… the first few times I thought you felt something for
me, but you’ve made it clear you don’t ,you don’t want to commit to anything! I
want something more than physical, I want emotion, and a… a relationship…”
looking down she continued “and I know that isn’t what you want, so this needs
to stop, so I can move on”
Ellen felt
a small tear pool in the corner of her eye, trying hard to blink it away she
responded “Han… that isn’t the case at all” gulping deeply as Hannah looked up
into her eyes “I care about you… but you’ve always talked about wanting a ‘man’
to provide for you. I just didn’t know how to move on from that, and all I
could think of was to hold on to you as hard as I could” a lone tear rolling
down her cheek
Hannah
stepped forwards, breathing deep “so all this time…”
“Yes” Ellen
responded, trying not to cry
“Babe… I
always wanted you more than anything else… talking about a ‘man’ was just… I
don’t even know… men are pricks!”
Ellen giggled, a second tear rolling down her
face.
Hannah
leant in, wiping the wet streaks from her face, and kissing her on the lips and
grasping her face in both her hands. They kissed long and hard, feeling a deep
connection for the first time, that they both wanted this. After a minute
Hannah pulled away slowly, glancing at the tiny still stuck in Ellen’s grasp
“so… what do you want to do with him?” she smiled lightly
“What do
you want me to do with him?” Ellen responded, grinning happily
“I want you
to feed him to me, like a grape on a vine” Hannah asked
“I can
manage that” Ellen responded, placing her left hand on Hannah’s neck, tilting
her head back gently as she lifted the tiny, unwrapping her hand and holding
him by the leg as she moved him over Hannah’s open mouth
The tiny
man saw what was happening and started screaming, flailing his limps as best he
could despite the blood rushing to his head causing him discomfort
Positioning
him above Hannah’s head, Ellen leant in, moving her hand to the back of
Hannah’s head and started kissing her neck gently, lowering the tiny.
Hannah felt
Ellen grasping her neck gently, tilting her head back. Hannah opened her mouth
in anticipation, awaiting her first offering from the woman she had lusted
after all these years. With the man hanging above her open maw, Hannah felt
Ellen move in and kiss her neck, causing her to exhale in trepidation – this
only serving to panic the little snack.
Ellen
lowered the tiny into his doom, holding herself back from being forceful, and
letting Hannah take control for the first time in a long time. Pausing the tiny
man’s descent, letting him get a good view of his destination, Ellen felt
Hannah’s hand grasp hers gently, pulling it down further until he was in her
mouth with his face resting on her tongue.
Closing her
lips slowly, Hannah felt Ellen’s finger tips on the outside of her lips, still
grasping his leg. Sucking hard, she pulled the tiny from Ellen’s grasp and
started sloshing him around her mouth, slamming him into her teeth and palate.
Seeing Ellen’s face gazing lustfully, Hannah leant forwards towards the side of
Ellen’s head stopping beside to her ear, opening her mouth slightly so Ellen
could hear his screams. Feeling Ellen tense up in anticipation, Hannah returned
to Ellen’s face and kissed her again, their tongues exploring each other’s
mouths and battering the tiny man between them. Ellen leant back slightly,
parting their lips which were closed, exposing the naked midriff of the man
hanging between them, his upper torso in Ellen’s mouth whilst Hannah held his
lower half. Opening her lips, Ellen released his body, causing him to flop
forwards onto Hannah’s chin. Hannah began slurping him back into her mouth like
a noodle, grabbing Ellen’s right hand and placing it on her neck so Ellen was
gently gripping her throat.
Hannah had
slurped him back so that only his head was protruding from her pursed lips,
watching in horror as Ellen’s left hand rose with her second finger pointing at
his face. Slowly pushing her hand forward, Ellen placed her finger tip on his
face and gently pushed until with a ‘plop’ he popped into Hannah’s mouth.
Hannah sucked hard, removing all air, saliva, and space from her mouth,
constricting the tiny morsel for a few moments. Once she felt his attempted
wriggling cease, she opened her mouth, revealing him to Ellen, lying prostrate
on her tongue disoriented from being inside the crushing vacuum.
Hannah
tilted her head back slightly, keeping her lips open as wide as she could in an
‘O’ shape, her tongue wriggled and guided her prey to the back of her mouth.
Slipping off the back of her tongue, the tiny managed to regain some strength
and look up, past her lips into the brown eyes of the giantess across from his
tormentor. As he hit the entrance to her throat, Hannah swallowed hard still
keeping her lips parted, the entrance to his tomb opening up and her muscles
grabbing him, dragging him down towards her stomach.
Ellen
watched as Hannah opened her mouth, with the tiny man lying face down on her
tongue, helpless to defend himself. Her tongue began moving beneath him as her
head tilted up slightly, guiding him towards his demise. Hannah kept her mouth
open the entire time, and as he slid off the back of her tongue into her
waiting throat, his face finally rose, meeting Ellen’s eyes, a look of pure
terror in his, and pure delight in hers. Ellen was impressed when she saw him
disappear down her throat, Hannah managing to keep her mouth open for the whole
thing, allowing her to witness the show. Feeling a bulge in Hannah’s throat as
he passed to his end, Ellen leant in and kissed her once more.
Clare was
about to get up and go looking for her friends when she saw them emerge from a
back room ‘are they holding hands’
As they
retook their seats at the table, Ellen turned to Clare “Ok, so… no need to make
a big deal out of it but…”
Hannah
jumped in “We’re officially dating!” smiling massively
“Aww, you
guys!” Clare replied “Come here” and hugged them both “finally I can sidestep
this sexual tension you two have been building for years!”
“Oh shut
up!” Ellen exclaimed “also, funny for you to be talking about sexual tension
given our current setting…”
“Piss off!”
growled Clare
“Ok!” Ellen
held her hands up “we have 6 left, I vote we use one more here, then head back
to my place”
Hannah
nodded agreement and Clare asked “who gets the last one?”
Ellen
jumped in “I would love to see you smash one under your butt… any chance?”
Hannah
chimed in “Ohhh yeh, do that” as she grabbed the box and reached in, grabbing a
tiny 1-incher, handing him to Clare
“Ok then,
that’s a pretty unanimous response!” Clare laughed
“Can I do
the honours?” Ellen asked, winking to Hannah implying she should play along
“Err… sure”
Clare replied
Ellen
looked at the bar and saw Amy serving a customer, finally taking payment on the
card machine “Ok, stand up a bit please”
Clare
pushed off the stool, raising her faux leather leggings from the cushion below
by a few inches.
“Any time
today?” she asked
Ellen used
her peripheral vision to note when Amy looked over, and shoved the tiny beneath
Clare’s buttocks “Ok, he’s all yours”
Clare slowly
lowered herself letting her weight drop down, feeling him beneath her,
struggling for air, as he was sandwiched between her gargantuan arse and the
cushion below. Not wanting to waste much time, Clare held the table and started
grinding her hips forward and back, then side to side, and finally in circles,
grinding the tiny feeling his bones cracking, until he goes still “Well that
was easy” she chided Ellen, not wanting to bloody her leggings, she tilts her
pelvis and fishes around for him, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him out.
Holding him infront of her face, she giggled at how pathetic he was, literally
a small lap dance had almost killed him, most definitely leaving him
incapacitated. Deciding to be merciful she dropped him into her palm and closed
her fist, easily encapsulating him fully, and with that she squeezed him.
Starting gently, she increased the pressure slowly but steadily, at one point
feel him try to wriggle in some desperate final ‘fight or flight’ moment,
before the pressure overcame him and ‘CRUNCH’ – Clare opened her fist above her
empty glass letting his crushed and bloody body fall into it.
“I know”
Ellen winked at her “Well… time to go?”
Chapter 4 - Heading Home by Mamamoo
Chapter 4 – Heading Home
Standing
behind the bar, Amy couldn’t help but imagine the shenanigans the hot trio
would get up to this evening, a lot of her modelling friends enjoyed playing
with shrinkies, but they weren’t terribly creative so things got boring fast.
The bar was quiet for a Friday evening, most
people having elected to go home from work rather than stop off, giving her a
lot of free time to view the group. Watching the brunette on the right crush a
tiny between her huge boobs earlier on had excited Amy a little, wishing she
was closer to the action. Sporting DD’s she was by no means small chested, but
she had to work to manoeuvre the tiny bodies properly to give that fabulous
crush, whereas the brunette was able to just apply pressure and not think too
much about positioning. The other games they played with the shrinkies also
interesting her. Having been standing right next to Clare up close swallowing
one had stuck in her mind and had been replaying for the past half hour. Unable
to think about much else, she gasped as she saw the busty brunette shove
another tiny onto the stool Clare was on, but that didn’t stop there. Clare
grabbing the table and giving a cruel and lethal lap dance to the tiny almost
sent Amy over the edge.
Getting a bit hot under the collar, Amy placed
her left hand on the bar and leant forwards, simultaneously looking around to
make sure no one was watching too closely. Satisfied none of her patrons were
looking like they were about to approach to order a drink, and her colleague being
preoccupied chatting to some locals by a table, she ran her right hand down her
stomach. Her fingers sliding behind her waistband and into her panties, feeling
the tiny man struggle as her hand bumped into him where she left him plastered
to her lips. Positioning her middle finger behind his back, she forced him
upwards ramming him past her lips and into herself, plunging him deep before
retracting her hand. Realizing she had closed her eyes enjoying the feeling,
she jumped up making sure no one was approaching ‘was Clare watching me?’ she
thought swearing she saw the dark hair swish in a turn as she looked over.
“Hey Clare,
did the girl at the bar have any more?” asked Ellen
“Oh my god,
Ellen!” exclaimed Hannah “we still have 5 left – you can’t possibly want more”
“No I mean…
Clare check it…”
Clare
turned, seeing the young blonde model leaning against the far side of the bar,
bent forward, eyes closed and biting her lower lip. Seeing one hand but not the
other, Clare grinned, realising what was occurring. As Amy straightened up,
Clare turned back to their table quickly, feeling something unusual for her.
Seeing the strange look in her eyes, Hannah was concerned “hey babe, you
alright?”
“Mhmm!” she
replied, smile returning to her face as she blushed slightly
Ellen
however knew that look, her eyes darting back and forth between the bar maid
and Clare, draining her drink she said “well, we should head off, shots before
we go?”
“Oh, ill
grab them!” offered Clare
“Whose
round even is it?” Hannah responded
“No its fine, really! We have bonuses coming up
soon, so I figure why not enjoy some drinks with my girls, besides, I’ll find
out how frequently they get stock in here encase we need more in the future. You
two love birds have some alone time” and with that she stood up, heading to the
bar
‘Oh my god,
she did see something’ panicked Amy as Clare strode over to her.
Reaching
the bar she smiled “Hey! We were wondering if we could get some shots, please?”
“Sure”
replied Amy trying not to blush “tequila?”
“Yes
please, also wanted to ask some stuff about your er... secondary business, if
that’s ok?”
“Oh sure,
one sec… hey Beth!” she called to her colleague, who bounced over to the bar
“Sup?” she
said arriving behind the bar
“Could you
whip up three tequila slammers, and take them…”
“Four
please” Clare interrupted “sorry to interrupt”
“Err… no
worries, ok four and take them to table 8, I need to help this customer with an
inquiry”
“Sure
thing, coming right up”
“Thanks
Beth” Turning to Clare “Please come with me to the office”
“Thank you”
politely smiled Clare.
Heading
through to the store room, Amy stopped, turning and seeing Clare standing much
closer to her than she had expected. For a moment neither moved, neither even
seemed to breathe, until Amy gulped and licked her lips, inadvertently looking
down at Clare’s soft, pillowy lips framed by her olive skin.
Almost
subconsciously, Clare stepped slowly forwards, her face now inches from Amy’s –
suddenly nervous, she froze uncertain what to do. Fortunately Amy, who had
sworn off men due to being used and abused, returned Clare’s affections,
leaning forward kissing her lightly. Clare stumbled backwards, unsure of what
had come over her, stuttering confusedly – something which really was not in
her nature
“It’s ok…”
responded Amy “first time?” smiling bashfully
“Yeh,
something like that” gulped Clare “look… sorry it was presumptuous of me to
come back here”
“It’s ok… I
thought maybe there… there was a moment… before, I mean…” Amy mumbled
“Yeh… I
think there was too, it’s just… not like me to act this way”
“No worries
at all!” Amy reassured her “there’s no pressure, I mean… I’m not a man, right”
she giggled, her huge blue eyes and smile lighting up the room for Clare and
giving her butterflies.
“Yeh true”
Clare giggled, relaxing a bit “men… right!”
“Right!”
smiled Amy
“Well… erm…
I just wanted to check how often you got shipments in, my friends and I can go
through a fair few over a weekend” she chuckled
“I was
going to say, you guys were… impressive out there”
“Yeh, they
don’t last long, especially with Ellen, she’s pretty insatiable!”
Laughing,
Amy opened the cupboard showing the stock she had, explaining that when they
turfed the men out of the tiny hotel facility, it wasn’t technically allowed
due to company policy. Her and her manager took turns keeping them at one of
their homes when they grabbed one every few days, and then sold them in bulk
online or sold them in other ways such as this
‘I knew
it…’ Clare thought to herself, counting five tiny men where previously there
had been six, feeling confident again, she spoke “I could swear you’re missing
one?... did one escape?” trying her best to be coy
Amy looked
away, trying to hide her grin. Looking back to Clare after a moment, she slowly
closed the door, looking Clare in the eye and rubbing her hand down her toned
abs, coming to a rest on her crotch “Escape wouldn’t be the word I would use…”
she smiled
Unable to
stop herself, Clare stepped forwards, placing her right hand ontop of Amy’s,
still on her crotch, and leaning in to kiss her again, this time not stopping
until they both leant back, gazing into eachother’s eyes
Smiling,
Amy slid her hand from under Clare’s and placed it on top, pushing Clare’s hand
into her crotch, shuddering at the touch.
Clare
froze, uncertain of her next move – she genuinely had no idea what to do next,
fortunately Amy offered a suggestion.
“You know…”
she said in a sly voice “I think I interrupted you with your little toy
earlier, when you jumped and swallowed him… it didn’t look like you were
finished playing yet”
“Yeah, I… uh…. Yeah, guess not” mumbled Clare
“Hmm, well I can remedy that if you would like”
Amy whispered
“Yes please… it would be rude otherwise” Clare
grinned, finally getting some of her game back on track
“I have one handy… but you’ll need to fetch him
for yourself, and I’m not sure he’s still with us… he’s been still a while”
with that Amy rubbed Clare’s hand harder into her crotch
Feeling the damp part of Amy’s leggings, Clare
asked “where is this office?”
“Follow me…” grabbing Clare’s hand from her
crotch she dragged her to the office and shoved her inside, closing the door
and locking it behind her “tell me what you want me to do”
Gulping, Clare responded “take off your
leggings… and erm… sit in that chair” pointing to a reclining office chair with
a high back and arm rests
Not saying a word, Amy slid her hands into the
waistline of her leggings and pulled them down, shaking her hips as she did so.
Rolling them downwards she pulled them over her surprisingly clean looking
thick soled Vans, leaving her standing with shoes on, bare legs, up to her
black panties. Following Clare’s next instruction she strode past Clare and
turned, sitting slowly into the chair, legs spread apart. “Your move…” she directed
Clare
Clare didn’t hesitate, walking towards Amy, she
stood over her before bending forwards and kissing her lips before kneeling
down, just above her crotch “Sit forwards” she told her, and she complied
instantly, shuffling forwards until the front of her crotch was hanging off the
edge of the seat. Clare raised her hands and placed them on Amy’s thighs,
rubbing gently as she grasped the waist bands and pulled them down, leaving
them around her ankles. Clare could see a small leg protruding from Amy’s lips,
touching it gently it started wriggling, the sudden input of stimulation
causing Amy to gasp softly. Not wanting to lose momentum, Clare lent forwards,
licking up the length of her pussy lips, causing her to shudder and moan
softly. Repeating this movement a few times, Clare licked and sucked at Amy’s
clit, whilst sliding her fingers in and ramming the tiny deep within her.
Amy grabbed Clare by the head and shoulder,
bucking her hips slightly, feeling the long pent up sexual frustration come to
a head. Between the feeling of Clare licking, kissing, and sucking her clit,
and the fingers and tiny man sliding around inside of her, it didn’t take long
for her to be brought to the edge. Within minutes she came, arching her back
and groaning deeply, pushing Clare’s head into her crotch as she spasmed in
bliss, her pussy walls crushing down onto Clare’s fingers and the tiny man
within. Breathing deeply, Amy looked down as Clare looked up to meet her gaze “I’m
glad you… found that one and… not the other one” she gulped
“Other one?” asked Clare, also panting slightly
from the experience
“I’ll explain… later…. Now I… I want you…” gulping
deeply “to eat him… from me”
Clare smiled and broke her eye contact, looking forward at the
glistening lips before her, she gently pulled her fingers out, dragging the
tiny with them until his legs were protruding from the pussy. Looking at his
flailing legs she thought about the best way to proceed, ultimately deciding to
go with something simple but deadly. Leaning in, she bit his ankle and slurped
his legs into her mouth, bringing her lips to Amy’s she sucked until he was
fully in her maw. Leaning back on her knees and straightening her back upright,
Clare looked up into Amy’s eyes, and with her mouth open, and bit down.
Amy watched in ecstasy as Clare sucked the tiny from her folds, the
sensation making her twitch again. Clare looked up and made eye contact with
her, sitting up straight and without closing her lips she started chewing
slowly, using her tongue to flip the tiny body around her maw. The screams Amy
could hear made her smile, as she saw the carnage the pretty straight teeth
wrought. Leaning forwards, her eyes only inches from Clare’s mouth, she took in
the sight of the tiny man being ripped apart. Once the screaming had stopped,
Clare tilted her head back and swallowed. Smiling, Amy leant back, sighing
deeply.
Chapter 5 – Homeward Bound and Playtime by Mamamoo
Chapter 5 – Homeward Bound and Playtime
Lifting Clare up by her hands, Amy leant forwards and kissed her gently
on the cheek “well… I hope we get to see more of eachother” she smiled as she
looked around for her leggings.
Clare bent down and picked them up, handing them to her smiling “yeh…
I’d like that”
Smiling, Amy replied “well I have to get back out and help hand over
before I finish for the day” as she slipped the leggings over her shoes and up
her toned legs.
“Oh… you get off soon?”
Smiling, Amy looked over at Clare “Just did” winking seductively “but
yeh, I finish in about 10”
Without thinking Clare blurted out “want to come back to Ellen’s? We…
er… we were going to head back and have a few more drinks”
Amy smiled “Yeh… I’d like that” slipping her hand into Clare’s and
guiding her out of the office back through the store room
Abruptly stopping in the store room, Clare asked “Wait, you said you
were glad I found that one… dare I ask where the other one is?”
Grinning like a schoolgirl Amy responded “ahhh I forgot about that”
laughing she continued “want to meet him?”
Curious, Clare had to know what was so funny “sure thing”
Amy bent forwards and undid the laces of her right shoe, straightening
up she used the toe of her left to help pull her foot from the shoe, exposing
her long slender foot, encased in a tight dusty pink sock. Bending forward once
again she lifted her shoe with her left hand and raised it, banging the heel
into her right palm causing a little 2-incher to bounce out and crash into her
hand painfully. Handing him to Clare, she said “he shouldn’t have much fight
left in him by this point, but be careful he might try jumping” she warned
Clare who tightened her fist around him, immobilising him instantly.
“When you say ‘by this point’ what do you mean? How long has he been
there?” enquired Clare
“Oh, erm…” pondered Amy, raising her hand to her chin and stroking it “I
started using him yesterday before my shift. Overnight I just balled him up in
my sock before using him again today, so yeh its been about 24 hours”
Clare’s mouth popped open “24 hours?! How is he still in one piece??”
clearly astounded
“Well keeping them in my shoes is a favourite of mine, but yeh you’re
right they didn’t even last a few minutes originally, so I got creative”
lifting her shoe and getting her phone from her pocket, she turned the phone
light on and shone it into the shoe, pulling the tongue up and forwards to
expose the inside “you see there?” she pointed the light
Clare could see it, right where the arch of a foot would sit a small
section of the insole had been cut out, and the rubber shoe sole beneath it
scraped up to leave an indent about 2 inches long and half an inch deep “That’s
incredible!” Clare gasped
Amy smiled “Thanks! It’s an idea of mine – I’ve done it to some friends
shoes too now, its pretty fun!” she continued “you get to feel the shrinkies
stuck under you wriggling around, but there’s enough space for them under the
softer part of your foot – the arch – to not squash them flat!”
“Oh my god, I love it!” exclaimed Clare “Can you do it for me?”
“Sure!” giggled Amy “you just need a thick soled pair of shoes…or boots”
“Hmm…” thought Clare “I do have a pair of shin high boots with a thick
sole…”
“I can make that work” mused Amy “boots are still a bit harder as I
can’t see as well, but I can do it with some time”
“Thanks!” Clare smiled “sooo… join us when you’re done? The fourth shot
was for you”
“Sure, ill be over in a few minutes” holding her hand out as Clare
dropped the tiny into her awaiting palm. Dropping the tiny into the shoe she
lowered it to the floor and said “oh and here’s the best bit, they always want
to survive so you don’t even have to put them in the hole – they’ll scuttle to
it themselves, look” slipping her foot in slowly, Clare watched the tiny scurry
on his hands and knees further into his moist prison, trying to get to the gap
and stay alive. Clare pushed her foot all the way in and bent down to tie her
lace. Standing up she smiled, grabbing Clare’s hand and leading her out into
the bar
“Where is she, it’s been like 10 minutes?” Hannah asked impatiently,
looking down at the four shots of tequila, wanting to down one
“Hush babe” replied Ellen “let her take her time, she’s finally opening
up!”
“No chance!” Replied Hannah “even if… and I say ‘if’… she was thinking
about it, there’s no way she would…”
“There she is!” interrupted Ellen “maybe she got some mo… wait a sec…”
as Clare walked rapidly towards the table, Ellen first noticed Amy briskly
strolling back to the bar. As Clare took her seat Ellen looked at her hair,
scruffier than when she had left, almost as if… “hey hun… did you and her…”
Ellen raised her eyebrow
Clare turned beet red, causing Hannah to giggle “oh my god, you did
didn’t you!” Hannah tried to keep her voice down “guess you were right” she
allowed Ellen
“I was joking… damn girl! I didn’t expect you to go at it in public!”
her face looking genuinely surprised “did you go all the way or…?”
“Oh my god, stop!” whispered Clare “don’t embarrass me, please”
“Aww hun we wouldn’t do that, would we babe!” Hannah glared at Ellen
“No of course! Sorry Clare, I was just surprised is all… give us details
later on” responded Ellen
“Yep will do… now please be cool, Amy is coming with us tonight… any
problems?” asked Clare blushing
“Nope!” from Ellen
“Nip!” from Hannah “oh here she comes now!”
Amy walked up to the table and stood between Hannah and Clare, introducing
herself “hi guys, I’m Amy”
“Nice to meet you Amy” Hannah shook her hand “I’m Hannah and this is
Ellen”
“Hey!” Ellen added, shaking Amy’s hand also “soooo… shots?”
All four of them grabbed a glass and clinked them together in cheers,
before throwing them back and sending the burning liquid down their throats
“Ahhhh...” gasped Ellen “Ok Clare taxi is on you for losing the bet!”
“What bet?” asked Hannah
Laughing, Clare replied “Ellen bet me that you wouldn’t notice that tiny
under your arse earlier… gotta admit she nailed that one”
“Oh ha ha… pick on the blonde…” realising Amy had a similar colour to
her “well the blonde’s here are no longer outnumbered!” shoulder bumping Amy.
Amy smiled, happy to be included in the group so easily ‘looks like a
fun night ahead’.
“Ok, let me order an uber” Clare grabbed her phone and started ordering
their ride back to Ellen’s
“Back in one moment!” Amy dashed to the store room, then to the bar,
returning a few minutes later with four more shots “one for the road?”
“Cheers!” they all clinked glasses and swallowed
“Oh, rides here!” Clare jumped up, the others following suit as they
headed outside.
“Shotgun!” Called Hannah, jumping into the passenger seat, whilst Clare
held the door open for Amy who climbed into the back middle seat, Clare to her
left and Ellen her right. Amy’s hand fall to Clare’s and they held eachother
gently as the taxi took them away.
Reaching Ellen’s place
soon after, they piled inside, Ellen shouting at Hannah who ran in first “Oi!
Shoes off! The flooring is new!” and grabbed some wine and glasses, popping two
bottles of red to let them breathe, turning to the other three who had made
themselves comfy on the couch. Hannah jumped up and put on some low party music
on the speakers and ran past Ellen into the kitchen, rummaging through her
draws “hey Hannah what on earth are you looking for??” Ellen asked perplexed
“We need a glass bowl”
she replied matter-of-factly continuing her rummage
“Oh my god stop it you
spastic” Ellen pulled her back, opening a cupboard and passing her a large
glass mixing bowl.
Beaming, Hannah jumped
in and kissed Ellen on the cheek before returning to the living room and
putting it on the coffee table, lifting the box of shrinkies and turning it
upside down, dumping all 5 into the prison they could not escape from “aww I
forgot that was all we had left” she frowned
“Maybe not exactly…”
Amy stood up, reaching into her leggings pocket and plucking out 3 shrinkies,
dumping them in the container before sitting down again”
“Oh my god yay!”
Hannah clapped
Clare looked Amy in
the eyes “not bad…”
“Oh I forgot!” Amy
reached into her bra, removing and dumping another tiny into the bowl as she
leant into Clare’s ear “I only left one for my colleague to have… that one in
my shoe is special… he’s just for us, I’ll get him out later” sitting back into
the couch and looking to the pile of discarded shoes by the front door.
“Yay we have… errr…
nine left now! amazing!” Hannah beamed
Ellen returned with
wine and glasses “Babe, chill!” taking her seat. Around the coffee table now
sat Hannah on the left side of the couch, Amy to her right, Clare to the right
of her on a sperate chair, and Ellen taking her place opposite Hannah on
another chair,
“Sorry” Hannah sat
back “So who want’s to play truth or dare??”
“I’m keen” Amy leant
in “…Clare?...”
Blushing a little
Clare leant in and shoved Amy “you’re on”
Ellen jumped in “Oh…
my house, I’ll start us off” leaning over and grabbing a tiny 3-incher from the
bowl she dumped him on the table and pushed her palm into him, pinning him down
into the glass “whoever at this table had their first intimate experience with
another person at this table has to swallow this guy” looking up, her eyes
darting from Clare to Amy
Hannah leant forward
and slapped Ellen’s arm “hey!”
“Sorry I was just
having a laugh!” Ellen sat back holding her hands up
Amy, not being a
bashful one, leant in and snatched the tiny from the table “the game is the
game… right?” looking at Clare and winking as she threw the man into her mouth,
swishing him around before pushing his upper half from her maw and leaning halfway
to Clare.
Pausing for a moment,
Clare thought ‘what the heck’ and leant in, closing her lips around the tiny,
staring into Amy’s eyes, unsure of what to do next.
Amy saw the
uncertainty and took the initiative, reaching around and grabbing the back of
Clare’s neck, pulling her into her, kissing passionately with the tiny trapped
between them, before pausing, looking into each others eyes. Amy moved her hand
to hold Clare around the chin, forcing her lips and teeth closed, and bit down
hard severing the toy in the midsection, grinding her teeth side by side to
ensure a clean cut before pulling away, looking Clare in the eyes as she
swallowed.
Clare paused for a
moment, feeling the blood rush down her chin, before relaxing and looking back
at Amy, swallowing the remains down also.
“What… the… fuck…”
Hannah breathed deeply, punching Ellen in the arm again “why have we never done
that!?”
Ellen genuinely
stunned for the first time in a long time paused “err… I’ve just never thought
of that”
“What can I say?”
shrugged Amy, smiling “gotta keep things fresh right?” winking at Clare
“Ok let’s do this in
clockwise order – Hannah you’re up”
“Errrm…” Hannah put
her finger to her pursed lips, thinking “I’ll go truth”
“Boring!” sighed
Ellen, smiling at the indignation on Hannah’s face
“Ok…” started Amy
“what’s been your favourite way to take a shinkries life?” she asked
“Ohhhh… tough one!”
Hannah sat back, rubbing her chin in thought for a minute “Oh I know!” she sat
upright “so this one time I was walking home from work, and I was hungry so I
grabbed a hotdog on the way home from that place we like just round the corner
from mine. I was almost back at my place when this 4-incher stood infront of me
and started waving” smiling she continued “so I leant down and asked him what
he was doing, it wasn’t safe for him to show himself, he told me he and his
friends were desperate for food and begged for some of my hotdog. I told him
there was more than enough in the bun for us all to be satisfied, so grab his
friends and I would give them some. He waved at the hedge and three more came
out, all about the same size as him” taking a breath, Hannah continued “so I
took the whole sausage out of the bun and laid it down infront of them”
“Eww you fed them?!”
Ellen interrupted
“Shh! Let me finish!”
Hannah whined “so anyway they all started tucking in, I mean face first into
it, it was hilarious. After a few minutes they had finished and were like, all
thankful and waving happily, when the leader thanked me and apologised about me
not having any more of my hotdog as it was on the ground and dirty. I told him
‘remember I said there was enough for us all to be satisfied?’ and grabbed him
up. Before his friends even realised what was going on I stuck him in the bread
bun facing away from me. I gripped it hard enough to pin him in but not crush
him” giggling at the memory “Well the penny really dropped when I took a bite
out of the bun, just about missing his feet. His three friends started running
back to the hedge, so I stomped one under my high heel, crushed him instantly.
The other two I managed to kick over without killing them, I popped my left
foot from my heel and dropped it on one of them, grasping him and lifting him
under my toes and putting him and my foot back in the shoe, then did the same
with the other one. I just started walking and they popped pretty much straight
away, it felt so good, like my feet were being moisturised as I walked! Of
course the guy in the bun suspected what was happening so he started yelling
bad names at me, so I taught him a lesson, I ate him like a hot dog. My first
bite took him off at the knees, the next was around the waist… pretty sure he
was dead by then, but I ate the whole thing! The sauce and onions really
flavoured him well!” beaming she finished her tale.
“Damn girl!” Clare
exclaimed
“Yeh that’s rad… I
might have to borrow that move!” added Amy, thinking of how much money she
could make from her live stream, suddenly thinking “oh! Clare knows this
already, but I have a streaming channel where I play with and kill shrinkies,
it brings in a decent income… want to be in on a few videos?” she grinned
“Heck yeh!” exclaimed
Ellen
“That sounds so cool!”
joined in Hannah
All turning to look at
Clare “errr… yeh ok why not!”
“Cool! If anyone
records something I can upload it whenever – I guess I’m next!... Err let’s go
dare”
“I think you need to
put that arse of yours to use” Hannah jumped in “Grab one of those boy-toys and
give him a lap dance!” beaming, she winked at Ellen who couldn’t help but
giggle
“Sounds good to me”
Clare jumped in, leaning forwards and selecting a big almost 6-incher who tried
to wriggle from her grasp, punching her in the hand that encircled him
Leaning forwards,
creeping up behind him Amy whispered in his ear “you know you shouldn’t fight
her, I might get offended… this can either be fun for you or painful” loosing
his will to fight, he lowered his hands and looked around and up at her form,
her presence dominating him “well done little one… now may I?” she looked at
Clare as she plucked him from her grasp “Can I borrow your seat please?”
“Sure!” Clare jumped
up moved around Amy, sitting on the couch next to Hannah who wrapped her arms
around her shoulders and hugged her, resting her chin on her shoulder to get a
good look
Amy lowered the man
onto the chair and laid him down, feet facing her, as she slowly stood up,
hands on her hips and began waving her body around him, turning and lowering
her legging clad cheeks wobbling above him, threatening to fall out of the sky.
Slowly she lowered herself until she was barely touching the seat, the tiny
positioned right in the centre of her cheeks, sinking into her crack as she
lowered herself a little further. In position, she started rolling her hips
around, pushing left and right, back and forth, grinding gently in circles,
feeling the man below getting pummelled by her arse but not being crushed.
Standing slowly, she turned and lowered her self again, this time sitting a bit
lower and pushing with more pressure feeling him start to struggle to breathe.
Enjoying the feeling, she closed her eyes and breathed deeply as she rolled her
hips, something any guy would kill for, and something the little guy may be
killed by. After a few more minutes she stood and turned to the group “dare
complete, and I didn’t even break him!” she grinned as the man lay panting, his
shaft fully erect.
Clare was staring at
her longingly as Ellen sarcastically went “Cough Cough… Clare you still with
us?” laughing
Hannah hugged Clare
tighter and glared at Ellen “Stop being so mean!”
“Oh ha ha…” Clare
directed at Ellen “that was impressive! I’d like to see you do that Ellen
without your big butt crushing a little guy outright!”
“Meh” Ellen shrugged
“this ass has a mind of its own!” she smiled “Oh look out!” as she pointed at
the chair behind Amy.
The tiny man had
jumped up and leapt off the seat, landing hard on the floor and running towards
the front door, hoping to somehow get out.
Amy followed him
slowly on her tip toes, her dusty pink socks making no sound as she stalked
him. As he was about to reach the door, she stepped over him and planted the
ball of her foot into the ground right infront of him, causing him to run
facefirst into her heel and bounce off, landing on his back. Lifting her foot
she then planted it on his crotch and started grinding gently when movement in
the kitchen caught her eye “oh you little prick!” she stood and stomped into
the kitchen, snatching up the 1-incher that should have been in her shoe before
returning to the 5-inch man who was trying to get up. “here catch” she said as
she threw the 1-incher to Clare who deftly caught him and pinned him in her
fist, before kicking the half risen 5-incher in the back sending him flying
back towards the group of girls “mind if I get low on this guy?” she asked,
seeing three sets of grinning teeth. Turning, she lowered herself into a
crouched position above the little man who looked up, just in time to see her
arse fall onto him as she fell backwards. The weight was incredibly, but the
softness of her cheeks saved him from being crushed immediately, instead he
felt his body creaking as the pressure started to compress him into the hard
floor. Amy put her hands on the ground behind her and raised her body,
revealing his gasping form, before dropping herself back on him and wiggling
her cheeks around, repeating this process until the tiny man had lost
consciousness. Standing she looked at the girls “well I’ve had my fun, anyone
want to finish him off? Ellen?”
“Yeh ok, its been a
minute!” Ellen said as she got up and walked over to the tiny man, deciding he
was a good size to stomp flat she lifted her feet up one by one and rolled off
her white ankle socks from her wide feet, dropping one on his face and planting
her feet either side of him. Holding Amy’s shoulder for balance, Ellen raised
her right foot and lowered it, forcing her sock into the tiny man’s face,
cutting off his breathing. This caused his adrenaline to spike and wake him up,
struggling and arms flailing trying to get the smothering fabric from his face.
Raising her foot allowing him to push the sock off of himself, he looked up in
horror at the two faces hovering over him, the foot a lot closer as Ellen said to
him “Naughty naughty… this babe gave you a lap dance and you ran? Idiot”
dropping the ball of her meaty foot onto his shins, pinning him in place.
Looking at Amy “want
to get your camera?”
“Sure!” Amy clapped
her hands together and pulled it from her pocket, kneeling and holding it
behind him and to his right, getting all the details.
He sat up and tried to
lift her huge toes from his body, causing them all to laugh “oh my god are you
serious right now?” Ellen mocked as she scrunched her toes with the nails
painted pure white, scraping his skin and making him yelp, and also eliciting
an excited reaction on the form of a full erection “ahhh, so you’re a foot guy
not a butt guy, is that it? That why you ran?” she mocked him, twisting her
foot up his body until his shaft sat between her big and second toes which she
squeezed together and pumped up and down a few times, causing him to shudder in
pleasure at the feeling. “Hey babe, come give me a hand” she motioned to
Hannah, who jumped up and bounced over, downing a glass of wine on the way
“Just tell me what to
do” she smiled at Ellen who leant in and whispered something, making her giggle
“Ok!”
Hannah crouched down,
her face upside down above the tiny man who was now lying on his back. Moving
forwards slightly, Hannah let a glob of saliva hang from her lips, aiming it
and dropping it on his crotch, the warm viscous fluid making him gasp as Hannah
positioned her phone against a chair leg showing him a 10 minute 30 second
timer that was already counting down
“Ok little bug” she
directed down at him “we start when the times hits 10 minutes. If you manage to
not cum by the time that hits 0, then you go free. If you cum, me and my
girlfriend will crush you with our bare feet. The tiny man sat up and started
trying to free himself again whilst Ellen watched the clock “3… 2… 1… go’ Ellen
began her assault on his crotch, rubbing her big toe up and down his shaft,
gripping it between different toes, edging him on even as he tried to free
himself. Her attentions were clearly working, but after a couple of minutes she
got frustrated, thinking ‘he’s probably too focussed on escaping his fate to
enjoy the feelings’ looking at Hannah “babe, step 2” as she slowed her advances
Hannah grinned and
still in a crouching position, grabbed his arms from behind and pulled them
back and outward, forcing his body to lie down as she pinned his left arm down
with her blue painted toes of her left foot, his right arm held by her right
hand, and she snaked her right foot down, planting her big toe to the left of
his head and the second toe to the right, pushing forwards until her toes were
on his chest and his head pinned still by the webbing between her toes.
Ellen grinned and
checked the timer ‘still 5 minutes’ as she increased her assault on him
determined to rape him with her toes until he came and she would crush him.
Hannah was being extra
careful to apply pressure but not crush their toy – something not easy in her
crouched stance, but she leant forwards over her foot and looked the man dead
in the eyes. He looked up at her in panic as she spoke to him in a super happy,
bubbly voice “you’re doing great little guy! Don’t you want to blow your load
in between her toes? I know if I were you I would!” she smiled at him “Come on…
let’s face it you were never going to make it 10 minutes – if Ellen wants
someone to cum, they cum! It’s like… a law of nature or something!”
Unable to move any
part of his body, all he could do was feel the immense pleasure of his shaft
being rubbed by the huge peds, it was unlike anything he had felt before, and
the pretty smiling face above him only helped bring him closer even as he
begged her not to do this and to let him go.
Watching him beg her Hannah
just smiled, feeling her pulse quicken ‘I love it when they beg’ blowing him a
kiss and waving. After another couple of minutes she saw him start to gasp
“ohhh I think it’s time… why don’t you do it for us, you know you want to. I
promise it’ll be worth it… do it in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1! Come on little man, give her
your seed!”
And so he did, he
thrust his hips up and Ellen pinched harder and pumped her toes, his body
rocking in ecstasy as he blew his load between her toes, feeling waves of
pleasure ripple through his body, the giantesses toes continuing to pulse as
she milked him for all he was worth, making sure he was dry.
Ceasing her movements
Ellen looked down at him past Hannah’s head “well done little one, cut it a bit
close though, another” she looked at the phone screen “48 seconds and you would
have robbed us of our fun” his face turning to utter dismay at how close he had
been to surviving the ordeal.
Ellen lifted her right
foot and repositioned it lower, over his knees, the ball of her foot connecting
and pinning him down, struggling and wriggling his torso, her left foot lifted
and deftly landed on his crotch and stomach, preventing his attempted moves.
Grinning down at him she addressed Hannah who still had his head and arms
pinned “care to assist babe?”
“Oh yes please!”
Hannah beamed up at Ellen “but one sec" releasing her hold on his arms as
she stood, carefully keeping his head and shoulders pinned below her right foot
whilst his hands grasped at her toes attempting beyond hope to remove them.
Reaching her full height, Hannah leant in and planted a kiss on Ellen’s lips,
looking down at their toy, Amy still recording everything “how do you want to
do it?” she asked
“I’ve got him pinned…
smother him with your foot, then lets crush him together” Ellen ordered
Looking down, Hannah
lifted the heel of her right foot, squeezing his head with her toes before
lifting them also, rotating her foot she slowly lowered it until his face was
plastered under her arch, smothering his face and preventing him from
breathing. His already frantic arm movements turned to sheer panic as the
pressure increased, as she pushed her foot down on him.
Feeling him fighting
under her foot for breath Hannah leant in and started kissing Ellen, the two
locked in a passionate embrace, wobbling slightly as they went at eachother,
each slight movement to them threatening to break a part of him. Finally
pulling apart, they rested their foreheads together and looked down, counting
together “3… 2… 1…” simultaneously lifting their heels and grinding the balls
of their feet, causing his body to compress for a moment before giving out
completely, letting out a loud wet ‘CRUNCH’ as he collapsed causing the pair to
giggle.
Sitting back Amy gasps
“wow… that was insane! I’ll send you guys the profits from that vid once they
come through!”
“Nah don’t worry about
it, just keep bringing these little toys” Ellen replied, Hannah nodded
agreement grabbing some tissues and clearing up their feet and the mess
Chapter 6 – Playtime Continues by Mamamoo
Chapter 6 – Playtime Continues
Amy stood up and
looked at Clare who smiled at her, happy she was getting on with her friends,
still gripping the tiny 1-incher in her hand. Amy noticed this and walked over
to Clare, grabbing the tiny from her hand and kneeling infront of her, looking
over her shoulder seeing Hannah and Ellen still making out madly. Holding the
tiny in her right hand, her left traced the inside of Clare’s leg from her
thigh to her heel, then over the top of her foot to her toes. Looking into
Clare’s eyes she whispered “I want you to crush him… for me” as she pulled
Clare’s toes up, lifting her foot to its heel before putting the man beneath it
and pushing her foot back down, holding her hand ontop of her foot.
Clare leaned forwards
and grabbed Amy’s head with both hands, kissing her deeply, wriggling her toes
and rubbing her leathery sole into the tiny man. Pulling away from Amy, she
whispered in her ear “this is for you…” and lifted her heel, trapping the tiny
below her toes, scrunching and grinding them as she broke his body “… all for
you…” hearing a loud -SNAP- as she ground him into paste, leaning in and kissing
Amy’s neck and cheek to her lips, making out passionately.
“Cough cough” Ellen
interrupted them “can we get back to it?” her arm draped over Hannah’s shoulder
Pulling away Clare
replied “sure thing! Ok everyone back to your seats”
Once they had
reorganised themselves, it was Clare’s turn “Ok, erm… I’ll go truth!”
Ellen put her hand to
her mouth and made a fart noise, taking a sip of wine after as Hannah slapped
her arm yet again
“Ok I have one…” Amy asked
“have you ever regretted killing a tiny?”
Clare faltered for a
moment “err… yes” she shrugged “it was my ex”
“You mean the ex that
ran off… right?” Ellen asked, confused
“Yeh that one… he
didn’t exactly run off though. He contracted the virus but wanted to explore
some things before we went to get the cure”
Hannah and Ellen’s
eyes were wide open, never having heard this before.
“He was actually a
good guy, which made it worse” she sighed “but whilst playing around he wanted
to go in my butt, and I agreed… while he was in there I got a bit frisky and
grabbed my dildo, hoping to cum and then let him out” leaning back putting her hands
on her head “unfortunately I just couldn’t control myself. He tried getting
out, made it about half way before I came… I crushed his legs… like they were
beyond broken. I pulled him out of me and saw him, he was crying and begging. I
didn’t know what to do, so I…” her voice breaking for a moment “I put him down
on the bed next to me and I just rolled over him, pinning him below my butt… I
just stayed there feeling him wriggle as he ran out of breath and died” Looking
at her friends “sorry I never told you guys, I was kind of embarrassed”
“Aww it’s ok babe!
Shit happens, right” offered Hannah
“Yeh, I mean it wasn’t
intentional right? Don’t beat yourself up” Ellen confirmed
Amy leant in and
clutched Clare’s hand, giving it a gently squeeze and making her feel better
“Well, lets keep
going!” Clare smiled again, pushing the pain from her mind “Ellen, you’re up”
“Dare, let’s go” Ellen
instantly replied
“I dare you to get out
every one of your toys for playing with shrinkies and bring them out here right
now… and then use one that we three pick” Hannah grinned manically
“Oh god… ok, but I
have veto power” Ellen groaned as she got up and chugged her wine, heading to
her bedroom before returning with a large box which she placed on the table by
the bowl of men, winking down at their cowering forms as the rest of the girls
peered into the packed box
“Wow…” commented Amy,
thinking she had a good collection – this put her to shame
Reaching in Hannah
grabbed a hard plastic dildo, with what looked like a hollow screw off tip and
perforations in the plastic “why does this one look weird?” she asked
Pushing her hand back
down Ellen responded “I’ll show you later. Ok guys nothing too dirty, let’s
keep this relatively PG!”
Reaching into the box,
Amy pulled out what looked like a large deep blue bra that looked a size too
small for Ellen, however in addition to the clasp that fitted around the
person’s back, there were also strange clasps in the middle of each cup “is
this what I think it is?” she asked Ellen as Clare leant in to get a look
“Ohhhh yes that’s a
good one, any other suggestions?” Ellen asked the group
Clare picked up a
weird looking plastic roller made of hard foam with a pretty large diameter,
and a series of different sized indents that ran around the outside “and this
is…?” she asked Ellen
“That one’s like a
large foot roller for helping get out cramps, but that one has indents to put
the shrinkies into – look closely there’s straps at the top and bottom of each
to hold them in place” Ellen pointed out
"Oh do the
roller!” Hannah bounced up and down on her bum and clapped
“Babe we literally
just squashed the big one, let’s try Amy’s suggestion” leaning forward her left
hand grabbed the bra, and her right hovered above the bowl before swopping in
and plucking out a 4-incher, screaming as he rushed skywards. “I’ll be right
back!” Ellen announced as she bounced off to her bedroom.
The three girls left
continued discussing plans for the remaining toys they had, lifting out various
toys and giggling at the tiny men’s reactions. After a few minutes Ellen came
back in, still wearing her blue wraparound blouse, although now there was a
slight bump over her left nipple, which Hannah leant in and prodded, eliciting
a slight wriggle and pained yell causing her to jump back in shock, causing
Clare and Amy to laugh
“Aww you’ve never seen
one of those before?” Amy asked Hannah
Still confused Hannah
shrugged “Nope! What’s it do?”
Ellen slowly undid the
strap holding he blouse in place and pulled the wrap back, revealing the new
bra she had put on, and whilst the strange clasps on the right cup were still
connected, now where the these were on the left cup there was instead the tiny
man. The clasps when not connected together to complete the cup now acted as restraints,
holding the tiny by his wrists and ankles, making his body part of the cup with
the fabric to either side of him. The fact that the bra was a size too small
for Ellen also had the effect of really stretching the fabric, and the tiny
body against her colossal breast, forcing him really spread-eagled with her
nipple nestled into his lower back.
“Ohhhhhh! I get it!”
laughed Hannah “That’s so cool!” leaning in and poking the tiny in the chest,
resulting in him swearing loudly at Hannah who stood back with a look of
indignation on her face.
“Hey! Don’t be rude to
her” Ellen growled at him shaking her chest in a slight way from her
perspective, but to him it was like being strapped to a boulder, the tremors
threatening to pull his limbs from their joints causing him to cry out in agony
“Now apologise to her for being so rude!” she commanded, but he just looked
away and pursed his lips in anger “I said…” Ellen began pushing her chest out
and pulling the shoulders back, stretching him further and causing pained screams
to erupt from his mouth “… apologise… now” as she released her flex, giving him
some slack.
“I… I’m sorry…” he
gasped up at the cute blonde, who smiled back
“No worries little
one, I get it, that must hurt!” she pouted sympathetically “well, if you don’t
break in half by the time we are done, maybe you’ll get a little something to
make up for it” leaning in and licking him from his feet up to his chest,
stopping at his crotch and teasing his member to attention. Giggling at his
reaction she stepped back and wrapped the top back around Ellen, sealing him
and his dismayed expression against her for the time being. Taking another gulp
of wine, she realised both bottles were empty so ran to the kitchen to grab
more.
“Ok” Clare stated “we
have 6 left – Hannah you’re turn”
“Oh yay!” she clapped
as she sat down “errm… ok let’s go dare this time!”
The girls debated over
what to make her do, when Amy jumped in “well I really want to see this thing
in use” holding up the roller again
“Oh that would be
good” Hannah agreed “my feet are sore from those heels, ok Ellen fancy fetching
one for me”
“Sure hun” leaning
forwards Ellen’s breasts lifted from her body and pulled downwards by gravity,
stretching the bra and attached tiny causing a barrage of pained squeals to erupt
from her chest. Smiling, Ellen hovered her enormous breasts over the bowl, the
pained yells terrifying the remaining men who cowered “Hmm… you’ll do” Ellen
said as she reached in and grasped a little 2-incher by his waist, standing
again and flicking him to Hannah, who was caught off-guard and unable to catch
the tiny, resulting in him smacking hard into her chest before falling and
landing in her lap
“Easy babe!” Hannah
jumped, grasping at the tiny who was already trying to squirm off of her leg
and escape to no avail. Snatching him up she looked at the cylinder, clearly
uncertain of how to proceed “hey hun, can you help please?”
“Sure thing” Clare
replied, taking the toy from Amy’s outstretched hand and turning to Hannah
Hannah tried forcing
him into an indent that was too small, causing his body to cramp up a bit and
him yelling in pain as her petit fingers tried shoving him into the gap “Hmm
too big for this one” she admitted, pulling him out and laying him into the
next one that was a bit larger “perfect!” she beamed as she pinned his arms
above his head and his legs down.
“Ok hold on” Clare
said as she leant forwards and looped the stretchy restraints around his arms
and legs “Ok try that”
Letting his body go
Hannah spoke to him “Hey can you try wriggling out please? I just want to make
sure I got you in there good”, this resulting in a serious of curses thrown at
her.
Clare leant in and
pinched his flaccid member between her thumb and forefinger “Oi! One more rude
word out of you and I’ll rip this clean off you… understand?” she growled as
she pulled it towards her causing a panicked scream, writhing, and babbled
apologies.
Hannah smiled at Clare
and looked at the tiny “Well if that didn’t get you loose, you must be secure –
ok hold on” as she lowered the roller to the floor. Sitting back upright, the
other girls leant in to get a good look as Hannah sat upright and lifted her
slender and dainty feet from the ground, blue painted toes wriggling in
anticipation. Placing her feet on either side of the toy began rolling her feet
back and forth slightly, feeling the pressure in her arches instantly relieving
the tension. Sitting back and sinking into the cushions, she rolled the toy
backwards a bit, leaving his legs now as the highest point on the toy, and his
upper body and head rolling backwards and looking down at the floor. She first
placed the bottom of her left arch on top of the tiny man’s lower legs, rolling
her foot down and pulling him back towards her as the wrinkles arch slowly
rolled up his body until the ball of her foot met his face, as his legs were
released by the arch. She kept rolling until her toes were on the toy above his
head, and his feet were near the floor, before reversing the movement and
bringing the ball of her foot down onto his face again as her arch now rolled
down his body – only stopping once her heel connected to the surface below his
feet and his body was mostly upside down on the far side of the rolled.
Hannah was sighing
deeply “oh my god this is so good” as she continued this process countless
times before switching feet and repeating. Opening her eyes slowly she looked
at the group who were all sipping their wine and smiling at her “ok guys, I was
going to just keep going until I rolled him into paste, but damn that seems
unfair – I want to share with you all” removing her feet from the roller and
sitting forwards to look down at the tiny. He looked a bit battered and
bruised, a little blood on his face from his nose being slight squashed again
and again, but otherwise alive and well. Using her left foot she pushed the toy
infront of Clare and invited her to do the same “Ok, so five left, Clare you’re
up!”
Clare was already
lying back with her feet rolling over the toy, her eyes closed “Oh god… that is
so good, I gotta get me one of these” she sighed “Err.. dare I guess…”
Interrupting her Amy
jumped in “I have an idea…” looking around at the faces for approval, seeing it
in all three she continued “We sill have a bit of the night ahead and we are
going through these fast, so I propose a game whilst we have those two in
limbo” pointing at Ellen’s bra, and the man currently being smothered under
Clare’s left foot.
“I’m listening” Ellen
smiled, looking down and pushing her boobs together with her hands before
letting them spring apart, eliciting pained moans from her toy and making her
smile
“It’s something we
played at my last modelling gig while we were bored – ‘cum and live’ the
concept is pretty straight forward” she explained as she reached forward and
with her left hand plucked a 3-incher from the bowl, lifting him and holding
him by his wrists infront of her “we each take a tiny, and you give them a good
flick in the balls” she explained as she rubbed her right pointer finger around
his inner thighs “Not hard enough to break them but just enough to put them in
pain and basically ‘reset’ any horny inclinations they may have” moving her
finger below his balls and lifting her nail until it supported them “then we go
to town and make them cum however we want” lifting her nail to support his
semi-erect shaft “and the last one to cum… dies” she pulled her finger away and
wrapped him in her wrist “of course the method of death is decided by the
winning three, and also the loser has to do a shot of something nasty. Then the
other three go back in the bowl and we continue play time” she smiled at her
succinct description.
Ellen jumped in “Leave
the guy on the foot roller, he’s not going anywhere trust me – I’ve had one
there for three days once before!”
All three agreed to
this and leant in to select a tiny, fortunately there were enough around the 2
to 3 inch mark so it would all be an even contest. Each grabbing one they held
their hands in close together, the tiny men looking at eachother nervously as
Amy addresses them “so just encase you didn’t hear, the game is ‘cum and live’
– basically you’re all going to be forced to cum by us, the first three to blow
your load will return to the bowl, the last one … well, won’t…” she smiled. “Ok
ladies please hold your men like so” as she gripped hers by the left wrists and
dangled him, the other three followed suit. Leaning in, she curled her right
index finger against her thumb and brought it up to him, releasing and flicking
him in the nut sack gently, but enough to make him grunt in pain and start writhing
in pain. Once again the three ladies followed suit, and they all spread out to
get some space and prepare. Ellen went to her bedroom, Hannah snuggled on the
couch, Amy went to the kitchen island, and Clare went to the dining room, sitting
on the floor in the corner.
“Ok, 3… 2… 1… GO” shouted
Amy so all could here and with that the next game of the evening commenced.
Amy’s Perspective
Standing over the
kitchen island, Amy dropped the tiny man on the counter top and leant forwards
so that her face was above him, looking down on him “ok… you want to live?” the
tiny nodded emphatically, still grasping his injured nuts “good, get on my hand
and lie down… it’s actually in my interest to get you off, so trust me” she
smiled sweetly as the tiny man stepped onto her lowered left palm and lay down
flat on his back, his feet near her pinky finger and head on the webbing
between her thumb and forefinger.
Raising her hand
towards her face she asked him “would you like the biggest, sloppiest blowjob
of your life?” her warm red wine tinged breath washing over him. The warm air
and offer of fellatio caused his member to stand erect almost instantly, making
him blush “aww, don’t be embarrassed little guy, it’s really a compliment” she
giggled, licking her lips and lathering saliva across them as she moaned
deeply. Leaning forwards she opened her mouth to reveal her cupped tongue
already holding a small lake of saliva, pushing her tongue out of her mouth she
flattened it and pointed down, the viscous fluid rolling towards him. He raised
his crotch towards her in anticipation, and when the warm fluid touched his
body and engulfed his mid-section, he lay back waiting for the next step – he
was not disappointed.
Leaning forwards, Amy
licked the inside of his thigh and flicked his battered sack gently, making him
flinch “shhh… it’s ok… this is just for your pleasure now” she whispered at
him, focussing her tongue on his now rock hard member, licking around it in
circles and up and down its length. Pushing her lips into an ‘O’ shape, she
rolled her tongue up and gently pushed it forwards, gripping the entirety of
his shaft like the worlds biggest fleshlight. Sucking gently and pulsing her
tongue up and down, the tiny man was in complete ecstasy, the sensations unlike
anything he had ever felt as he started pumping his hips in time with her.
After only a handful of pumps he spasmed and shot his load into her grasping
tongue, screaming in pleasure as he did so. Being sure to milk him for all he
was worth, Amy kept pumping and sucked harder until she was sure he was dry
before standing up and shoving his body in the pocked of her leggings “Ok, I’m
done!” deciding to check on how Clare was progressing.
Hannah’s
Perspective
Snuggling back into
the couch cushions, Hannah held her tiny cupped in both her hands and resting
on her raised knees “hey little guy, so you know the aim of the game… Sorry
about the flicking, it was the rules! Why don’t you help me win, that way you
don’t have to go bye-bye yet?”
The tiny man looked up
at her cute face and warm smile, dropping his guard he indicated that he would
help her not lose this game.
Beaming at him she
asked “ok, so what do you like most about me?” giggling at his bashful reaction
“aww… come on now, is it my mouth? My butt? Do you like the idea of
insertion?... or what about my feet?” the tiny man’s hands struggled to cover
up his sudden semi which Hannah noticed immediately “ah… so would these help
make you cum for me?” she asked as she opened her knees and lowered her hands
between, the tiny man turning and staring at the blue painted nails that
wriggled in anticipation. His existing semi went rock hard at this point,
making Hannah coo and rub his back with her finger “Ok, looks like we have a
plan, let’s get to work!” swinging herself around so she was sitting sideways
on the couch, she lowered him between her feet. Letting her knees fall
outwards, the soles of her feet rose with him in between leaving him in a chasm
of flesh that stretched taught and wrinkled as she wiggled her digits. “Ok, let
me give you a little something to help” Hannah said as she spat onto the second
and third finger of her left hand, lowering it and rubbing her gift around his
entire crotch, soaking in in her makeshift lubricant “what’cha waitin’ for?”
she asked and pushed her left arch close enough for him to touch, positioning
the ball of her right behind his back and nudging him closer. The tiny man
didn’t need any more instruction and leant into her arch as the ball of her
right foot on his back pushed his mid-section into the wrinkled wall. Hannah
began gently grinding him between the walls of flesh, watching his face with
fascination as he closed his eyes and started humping her. Hearing Amy shout
that she had already finished, Hannah panicked, pulling her feet apart she
reached her right hand in and grasped the man by his hips “here let me help, we
don’t want to have to see you go squish yet do we now!” lifting him and pulling
her left foot over her right knee. Grabbing her left foot with her left hand,
she pulled it closer to her crotch as she pulled him to her face and spat on
his member, before lowering her right hand and pushing him into her heel,
rubbing him in circles. Pointing her toes together she made the entire sole of
her foot turn to a sea of wrinkles, across which she rubbed him back and forth
as she worked her way up. Reaching the ball of her foot she flexed her toes
making the skin go taught, rubbing him left and right across the smooth skin,
giggling quietly as she saw him gasping in pleasure. Deciding she didn’t have
much time left, Hannah moved her hand up and positioned him between her big and
second toe, wriggling them infront of his face for a moment before pushing him
forwards. Using her dainty toes to grasp his shaft she began pumping them up
and down the length of it, being sure to use enough pressure to bring him to
orgasm, but not enough that she would inadvertently crush his manhood. Seeing
him begin to twitch, she pumped his hips for him as her toes assaulted his
shaft, until he arched his back, grabbed her toes and thrust his hips forwards,
blowing his load between her digits and flopping forward over them. Pulling him
back to her, Hannah licked his crotch to be sure he wasn’t faking ‘yep, salty!’
before yelling “Also done here!” brining the half conscious man down and pulling
her shirt up, placing him on her toned abs and letting him rest
Clare’s Perspective
Sitting at the dining
table, Clare addressed her toy “Ok, so you need to cum, fast… so let’s discuss
options. I’ll either suck you off, jack you off with my toes, or use my
fingers?… what’s your preference?”
Looking up at her,
having already come to the realisation he is unlikely to make it out alive, he
boldy responds “Pussy”
Raising her eyebrows
Clare responds “Excuse me?”
“You heard me…” he
said stepping forwards “I want to fuck your pussy”
“You don’t call the
shots here little guy, remember if you don’t cum, you’re done”
“I’m done either way,
its just a matter of when. If I go out, I want to go out that way” he stands
cross armed and defiant
Briefly considering
crushing him with her palm, Clare takes a moment to process before agreeing “ah
what the hell” as she stands and pulls her leggings and panties down to her
knees. Standing over him she grabs him roughly in her fist and shoved him head
first into her mouth, salivating at the thought of biting down and ending him
‘no… the game’ she sighed as she hears Amy announce she had been successful
‘already? Damn!’ spitting him into her waiting right hand she lowers him to her
lips, smashing the front of his body into them hard, rubbing him up and down
forcing him to hump her, feeling herself getting turned on by the feeling.
Clare didn’t even hear
Amy approach her from behind, until she wrapped her arms around her hips and
whispered in her ear “You know, I did say it was them who had to cum, not you,
right?”
Turning her head
slightly Clare whispered back “Little shit wanted my pussy… he’s getting it…”
“Hmm” Amy leant in
closer “Ok, you sort him, I’ll sort you” as she lowered her left hand to
Clare’s clit and started gently rubbing.
Clare gasped and
pulled him away from her lips, grabbing him by the legs she thrust him straight
up into her, his tiny 3-inch body being pumped in and out of her, not really
caring if he got hurt or not.
Amy increased the
tempo of her rubbing as Clare pushed him in and out faster and faster until the
combination of feelings made her orgasm. She gasped deeply as she released his
legs and pushed him deep inside of her, hitting her G-spot making her spasm and
moan, her legs threatening to give out but Amy held her securely.
Standing and gasping
in air, Clare pushed her fingers into herself and grasped his ankle, pulling
him out and holding him upside down infront of her face, Amy’s chin resting on
her shoulder looking at him too “is he alive?” she asked as Hannah announced
her success from the living room.
Blowing on him Clare
said “Oi… wake up!”.
The thundering voice
and cold air shocked him awake, gasping and spitting out Clare’s fluids,
coughing in pain.
Dropping him into her
palm Clare brought him to her face “did you cum?”
Shuddering, he looked
at her and shook his head, his member still full erect
“Oh oh…” Amy giggled
“Ergh, come here then”
and shoved him feet first into her mouth until only his chest upwards poked out
of her lips, using her tongue to rub the entire front of his body, she focussed
the tip of her tongue and pressure on his shaft, making him gasp in pleasure.
Continuing her relentless assault on him she started sucking harder, forming a
vacuum around his body and leaving him writhing in pure ecstasy. Feelign him
tense up, Clare slowed her tempo and sucked harder, increasing the pressure her
tongue exerted as it slathered up and down his shaft. She felt him shudder as
he came onto the giant muscle, the salty taste being pulled back to her throat
as she swallowed loudly. Turning around to face Amy she mumbled “cab I eet
im’?”
Giggling Amy replied
“No, you can’t… you beat Ellen! Spit him out” holding her hand up infront of
Clare’s mouth.
Grunting in
frustration, Clare spat him into the waiting palm before shouting “Done! Ellen
you lost!” pulling up her panties and leggings
“I didn’t expect Ellen
to lose!” Amy exclaimed “let’s go see what is taking so long”
Walking through the
living room, they grabbed Hannah and dumped the three survivors back into the
bowl, going to see what was happening with Ellen
Ellen’s Perspective
Standing beside her
bed, Ellen dumped the tiny man in a heap of tangled limbs, the fall knocking
the wind from him as he grasped his crotch in agony. Having flicked him a tad
harder than the other girls, the tiny man had spewed instantly – the agony for
him just made Ellen laugh
Towering over him she
didn’t bother hiding her contempt for the tiny man “Ok, you know the game. You
cum, you live… simple” sighing at his pained expression “I hope that thing
still works, I really don’t want to lose – and I promise you, if you are the
reason I lose then you’ll be begging for me to kill you by the time I’m done!”
The tiny man sat up,
looking towards the frustrated face above him and shouted at her “Fuck off, you
dumb bitch!”
Rage overcoming her,
Ellen knelt down and gripped his head between the thumb and forefinger of her left
hand, squeezing tightly, causing the man to scream in pain as he tried
desperately to pry her fingers from his skull. Stopping abruptly and releasing
him, she growled “Consider yourself lucky that this is a competition and I have
a time frame to work with, otherwise I’d torture you for days… I mean, you
could end like this guy” undoing her blouse and pulling it back she exposed the
tiny man still strapped across her gargantuan left breast. Leaning forwards the
pressure increased causing the man to strain and shake his head, groaning in
pain as his limbs were pulled apart “So… let’s get your ungrateful self to cum…
how shall we do this?”. Still angry at his previous outburst, Ellen almost
didn’t care about the competition anymore and flicked him hard in the chest
knocking him on his back, giggling as she stood back upright and lifted her meaty
right foot into the air. Positioning it above him she slammed it down on his
form forcing him into the bed, moving her foot around until she found him
beneath the leathery ball of her foot, she raised her heel and started grinding
him like a cigarette “ohh yeh bet you like that don’t ya” continuing until she
heard Amy shout out.
“Hmpf” she grunted,
lifting her foot from him and kneeling down on the floor, viewing the tiny man
gasping for air “you nearly done?” she grunted at him “come on, whose the big
man with the big voice now?” she mocked him.
Still lying on his
back panting, he raised his hand and flipped her off with his middle finger,
once again flashing rage through her mind and she slammed her fist down next to
him, launching his body upwards before he crashed down on his back.
Leaning in, Ellen
growled at him “I swear to god, if you don’t start behaving yourself you’ll
regret it” grabbing one of his legs in each of her hands and pulling them
outwards until he started yelling in pain. She pinned his legs in place using
her left hand, the pad of her thumb on his right leg, and her index finger on
his left. As he tried to sit up she pushed the outside of her palm into his
chest and face, forcing him to lie prostrate and helpless. Her right hand
snaked forwards, index finger pointing out and rubbing the inside of his right
leg, moving upwards until it reached his exposed crotch, Ellen smiled at his
helplessness as she nudged his semi-erect member out of the way and lowered the
tip of her finger onto his ball sack, pushing down gently. “I could crush them
now you know… One big push and they’d be gone” she applied a bit more pressure
causing him to squeal in fear “and you know the best part? I’ll hide you… I
won’t let the girls know you’re alive, I’ll tell them I got angry and swallowed
you” Ellen looked up as she heard Hannah’s announcement of finishing her tiny
off ‘damnit not long left’ she thought. “I’ll keep you tied up somewhere,
constantly feeling the agony of what you’ve lost… do you want that? Or…”
removing her hands from him “can you behave long enough to do what I ask?”
Quivering in terror,
the tiny man’s spirit was broken at the prospect of being mutilated and kept
alive in agony – looking up at her he nodded his acceptance.
“Good, now start
rubbing yourself” Ellen instructed as she leant forward and spat a glob of
saliva onto his crotch, watching with amusement as he instantly went hard and
started rubbing himself “rub like your life depends on it…” she whispered
seductively as she leant over him, her warm breath washing over him “because it
does…”. Having leant forwards to get up close to her toy her breasts were now
resting on the bed, the tiny man stretched across her left nipple was close to
being buried below the mountain of flesh, smothered into the bed even as he
screamed in pain from the force of his limbs being pulled apart. Not wanting
him to expire yet, Ellen manoeuvred her breast and pushed it forwards, lifting
her nipple higher to keep the tiny exposed partly to the air he needed to live.
The negative effect for him of course was that this extra stretch resulted in
his arms and legs being pulled further than they had been to this point – he
couldn’t even scream anymore as deep breaths caused him additional agony.
Satisfied he wouldn’t
suffocate, but might just snap, Ellen lowered her face closer to her current
project, stopping when her lips were right above his face, close enough for him
to touch – which he did, unable to help himself. Her full luscious lips and the
sounds of gentle moans emanating from her throat were intoxicating, thinking if
he was full size how amazing it would feel to kiss those lips.
Almost as if she could
read his thoughts, her lips puckered up and planted a kiss that encompassed his
full face, her tongue darting out and slathering his face and chest, exciting
him beyond belief, forgetting the imminent danger he was in. Kissing down his
chest to his crotch, she used her tongue to push his hand away from touching
himself, wrapping the pillowy lips around his erect member, sucking as she
flicked his tip with her tongue, brining him to the edge as he looked up into
her eyes that were now hovering over him.
“Done! Ellen you
lost!” came Clare’s voice
Ellen instantly
stopped pleasuring him and sat up “fuck sake, you idiot! If you didn’t get all
up in my face I would have had you – I’ve literally never lost this game
before! Ergh!!” punching the bed next to him, causing him once more to fly up
before crashing down. Standing up she growled at him “little shit, lets see how
you like this” as she turned around, looking at him over her shoulder. Slowly
she lowered her huge butt, clad in tight fitting blue jeans onto his form,
stopping as her she lands on his legs, causing him to yell. Settling her weight
a bit more, Ellen starts to sit upright causing her to roll slowly up his body,
covering his torso, chest, and finally his head. Sitting up fully, Ellen feels
him struggling under her thick arse, giggling at his plight when in walked her
three friends.
“Errr… where is he?”
asked Clare
Pointing behind her
Ellen replied “under me… little bastard had an attitude!”
“Woah, Woah, Woah!”
Amy put her hands up “you can’t kill him yet, it’s the rules!”
“Ergh for god sake”
Ellen grunted, grinding him into the bed as she stood, releasing the tiny man
from his almost fatal prison.
Lying still and
gasping, the tiny didn’t look to be too damaged, but was clearly in pain and
unable to move right now.
“Yeh babe – follow the
rules! Did he cum?” Hannah asked
“Nope… I lost right…
so it doesn’t matter”
“Actually the rules we
agreed on said that ‘the last one to cum’ wouldn’t be returning to the bowl. If
he hasn’t cum then the games still on!” Clare leant in prodding Ellen on the
shoulder “that means you aren’t done yet!”
“Oh come on! Look at
him, he probably doesn’t even have it in him to get it up” Ellen argued
“Hmm, let’s see shall
we” Amy piped up as she leant in and over the little man, her face filling his
view as his eyes locked onto hers “hey little guy, can I just check you out?”
reaching her thumb and forefinger forwards and grasping his member gently,
rubbing it a bit as she smiled kindly at him. Feeling him harden Amy whispered
“that’s it… that’s so good! Get hard for me” winking and blowing him a kiss as
his shaft fully hardened in her grip. Letting him go she turned to Ellen “Looks
functional to me!”
“Fine” Ellen huffed as
she approached him once more, leaning forward and curling her fingers around
his body, lifting him up to her face “I guess you have to cum… hey girls, mind
giving me and Hannah some privacy?”
“Sure thing” Clare
replied, grabbing Amy’s hand and whispering something into her ear causing her
to smile
“Ohhh good point!” Amy
giggled “Ok guys don’t forget he has to live!”
Hannah and Ellen
looked at eachother, Ellen jumping in “He should survive what I have planned,
provided he mans up and doesn’t break”
“Good enough for me!”
Clare beamed, leading Amy back to the living room, sitting down on the couch
next to eachother. Clare used her foot to pull the roller back over and placed
it infront of Amy, who now took her turn smothering the tiny man strapped into
place with her slender feet, closing her eyes and leaning back enjoying the
feeling of him struggling to breathe every time she rolled her ball over his
face and paused.
Chapter 7 – Ellen & Hannah by Mamamoo
Chapter 7 – Ellen & Hannah
Closing the door
behind Amy and Clare, Hannah pressed the lock button and turned around facing
Ellen, grinning, knowing what was about to happen. Striding forwards, she
placed her hand on Ellen’s shoulder as she circled around her, stopping behind
and wrapping her hands around her waist “I did tell you earlier on not to do
this… didn’t I?” she whispered into Ellen’s ear as she took the blouse off of
her, dropping it on the floor carelessly.
“Well, one or two
things have changed haven’t they” Ellen replied as she turned to face Hannah,
dangling their prey between them by his ankle “mind holding him?”
Stepping closer,
Hannah’s smaller breasts brushed the front of Ellen’s much larger chest, the
tiny man strapped to Ellen screamed as he was wedged between the two mountains.
Looking down at his plight, Hannah gasped “oops, sorry little guy, forgot about
you” as she swivelled her upper body to free him, looking up she wordlessly
opened her mouth and allowed Ellen to drop the tiny man into her maw. Snapping
her jaws shut, Hannah resisted the urge to chew him up, salivating heavily at
the thought as Ellen turned her around to face the bed. With one hand on each
of Hannah’s hips, Ellen gently traced Hannah’s figure until she reached the
waistband of her skirt, locating the zipper at the back and lowering it,
allowing the skirt to fall to the floor. Holding Hannah by the hips, Ellen
turned her around, looking into her eyes as she gently shoved her backwards onto
the bed.
Falling onto her butt,
Hannah pushed herself back and lay back on her elbows, her deep red thong
acting like a cape to a bull, arousing Ellen in a way she hadn’t felt for a
while, knowing that this time it was emotional and not just physical.
About to crawl ontop
of her, Ellen’s arousal had the effect of hardening her nipples – the left one
of which was positioned right at the lower back of the tiny strapped to her
chest. The pressure of the nipple turning hard was bending his back forwards as
his limbs were pulled apart, threatening to break his spine. Not wanting him to
get out that easy, Ellen reached behind her back and unclipped the bra,
dropping it gently on the floor by her feet and giving him the first reprieve
from pain in what felt like hours. Lifting her meaty right foot over him, she
dropped her toes down and grasped his naked form, lifting him and the bra and
flicking it away, making sure she didn’t accidentally tread on him. Deciding to
get more comfortable, Ellen also removed her jeans, leaving her naked apart
from the pair of navy blue panties she was sporting. Approaching slowly, Ellen
knelt on the edge of the bed and crawled up between Hannah’s legs until her
hands rested either side of her body, staring into her eyes as she leant down
and kissed her on the neck.
Hannah let out a small
moan as she felt Ellen’s lips plant kisses along her neckline, reaching her jaw
and across her face to her own lips. Locking in a passionate kiss, the tiny man
held captive within Hannah’s mouth now found himself being passed between them,
being battered and bruised by their tongues and when he smashed into their
teeth, unable to scream for fear of inhaling their combined saliva.
After a minute of this
back and forth with their toy, Ellen sucked him into her mouth and sat back on
her heels, swishing him around as Hannah smiled at her. Straightening her back,
Ellen cupped her breasts with her hands and slowly spat the tiny out of her
mouth feetfirst, eventually falling free and hitting her chest with a wet -
SPLAT – sticking to her as he slid slowly down her chest until he reached her
cleavage. Pulling her breasts apart Ellen looked down at his panicked face as
he slipped lower and lower, trying desperately to crawl up and out of the chasm
he found himself in but ultimately unable to do anything. Satisfied he was in
far enough, Ellen now pressed her boobs together covering his entire body from
head to toe. Looking up at Hannah she smiled and winked as she began kneading
her breasts against eachother, smothering the tiny man, occasionally pulling
them apart enough for his head to emerge and gasp in air, before subjecting him
to the same treatment “just gotta warm him up a bit babe” she whispered in a
husky voice.
Hannah was feeling
warm flushes up and down her body as she watched Ellen tenderising the tiny
with her chest, reaching her hand down she realised how wet she was already and
pulled her thong down, untangling it from her legs and throwing it onto the
floor “you know what I want…” she responded to Ellen’s teasing comment “… give
it to me”
Not needing any
encouragement, Ellen leant forwards until her chest hovered above Hannah’s
toned abs, and peeled her breasts apart slowly, revealing the tiny man who had
coughed up a bit of blood due to the pressure. Shaking her chest she watched as
his tiny form began to peel from her skin, eventually free-falling from her and
crashing into Hannah’s belly, stunned by the impact. Reaching to the side,
Ellen grabbed her phone and texted Clare “Better tell me how he has to be
snuffed out… Don’t think he will last long at this rate”
Getting an almost
instant response of “Put him between your butt cheeks and crush him ( ) ) 😉”
Whilst Ellen was on
her phone Hannah repositioned herself, putting her back up against Ellen’s
headrest and pillows, getting comfortable for what she knew was coming. Dropping
her phone, Ellen followed her up the bed on her hands and knees, never breaking
eye contact, a cruel smile stretching across her face as she directed Hannah
“Pin him down for me”
Grabbing the tiny man
in her dainty hands, Hannah turned him sideways so she could pull his arms to
her left side, and his legs to her right, pushing him down into the soft skin
and pinning him in place. Watching as Ellen lay down flat against the bed,
edging forwards until her face was infront of Hannah’s glistening pussy, Hannah
started breathing deeply, inadvertently pulling the man tighter causing him to
squeal in pain.
Ellen leant forward,
opening her mouth and allowing her tongue to roll out and touch Hannah’s
pulsing lips, eliciting a small shiver from her as she worked her tongue up to
her clit, which she licked and sucked on gently. Hearing a yelp coming from the
tiny man, she worked her way over Hannah’s clit and ran her tongue up her toned
belly until she reached the man, running her tongue in circles around him
teasingly as she growled at him “you will cum… then you will die”
as she opened her mouth wide and clamped her teeth down on his hips, threatening
to cut him in half and causing him to scream. The giggles this gave Hannah made
his body wobble as her tummy pulsed with laughter, and Ellen’s lips curled into
a smile as she almost laughed at his reaction. Releasing her teeth leaving
marks in his body, she clamped her lips down on his crotch and started sucking
hard, his member turning solid against his will. Once she was satisfied his
shaft was active and engaged she lowered her tongue and started slurping around
it, moving her mouth side to side as the slurping and rubbing brought him
quickly to the edge. Feeling his body begin to stiffen, she moved her tongue
back and pursed her lips tight around his shaft, sucking hard enough to lift
his body from Hannah’s skin as he shuddered and blew his load into her mouth
yelling in pleasure. As he tried to relax and let his shaft go flaccid, Ellen
refused to relent, trapping him between her lips she continued sucking as she
pulled her lips back and forth, giving him the biggest blowjob of his life. The
look of pleasure on his face soon turned to one of concern as she kept going at
him refusing to stop, bringing his member painfully back to life. Releasing her
lips she spat a huge glob of saliva onto him which splashed from his crotch, up
his chest and into his face making him cough. Covered in her saliva, Ellen used
her tongue to batter his member around, the thick and rough muscle giving him
new feelings of pleasure. Continuing to assault him with her tongue, she felt
him tense up once more as he closed his eyes and tilted his head back, she
clamped her lips down on him and sucked harder than even before, his member
shooting a tiny load into her mouth as he yelled in pain at being forced to go
a second time so soon.
Looking up at Hannah
who was already panting, Ellen directed her “let him go” as she sucked him into
her mouth, trapping him between her teeth and making him beg for mercy ‘no
chance mate’ she thought. Slurping him into her mouth she positioned him so he
was lying on his front with his head just behind her lips, when she pushed his
head and shoulders from her mouth he saw with horror that he wasn’t on Hannah’s
stomach anymore, but held infront of her now dripping snatch. Not wasting a
moment Ellen leant forwards and forced him head first into the folds, popping
him straight through and into her love canal, causing Hannah to gasp and spasm
a bit. Pushing him from her mouth into Hannah’s pussy, Ellen snaked her left
hand under Hannah and squeezed her butt, whilst her right hand moved to her
clit and began rubbing gently. Using her mouth to suck him out, then push him
back into Hannah, Ellen felt herself lose control in the moment, feeling
Hannah’s body respond to her every touch. Feeling Hannah begin to buck her
hips, Ellen knew it was time, whilst he was inside her she let her lips release
his legs, moving up and licking Hannah’s clit as her mouth and right hand
swapped positions. Feeling Hannah tense her entire body, Ellen gripped her butt
hard, licked and sucked her clit as hard as she could, and pushed her second
and third finger into Hannah’s pussy, forcing the guy in as deep as he could go
and hitting her G-spot, causing Hannah to scream in pleasure as she grabbed
Ellen by the head and forced her face into her. Feeling her walls clamp down on
Ellen’s fingers and the tiny man inside of her, Hannah was in complete ecstasy,
moaning in pleasure as she lost all control.
Eventually the waves
of pleasure zipping around her body began to relax, and Hannah released her
iron grip on Ellen’s head, letting her up and making eye contact, smiling at
eachother.
“Wow…” gasped Hannah,
breathing deeply in the afterglow of their first intercourse as a couple “that
was… even better… than last time…” she said between breaths.
“Mmm… glad you enjoyed
yourself – my turn next time!” almost forgetting about the tiny man “Oh, sorry
one moment” as Ellen started moving her fingers causing Hannah to flinch and
spasm in aftershocks of pleasure. Gripping a limb, Ellen pulled him out and
dropped him on Hannah’s stomach.
“Did I kill him?”
Hannah asked as she prodded his side “Hey guy, you dead?”
Coughing up Hannah’s
fluids, the tiny man gasped breath in, lying facedown on the soft surface,
having no energy left to even move.
“Phew, that’s lucky”
Ellen commented as she backed up and stood next to the bed “ok, the girls have
spoken – butt crush it is!” her callous disregard for his life making the tiny
man sob
“Aww don’t worry
little guy” Hannah cooed at him as she rubbed his back gently “there are worse
ways to go!” plucking him up by the hips and scooting over to the side of the
bed “I mean look at that!” holding him up.
Ellen turned her back
to Hannah’s seated form and slowly bent forwards, her thick butt stretching the
blue fabric of her panties. Using her fingers she gently rolled the fabric down
her thighs as she shook her butt from side to side, giving the tiny a view of
his final destination, looking over her shoulder at his terrified face.
Standing back upright, she placed a palm on each cheek and pulled them apart
“Ok babe, place him nice and deep please”
Hannah leant forwards
and pushed the tiny man deep between her spread cheeks until he was up against
her puckered anus “want him in?” she asked
“Nah, not into that
right now. Just need him there thanks” releasing her hands and allowing the
mountainous cheeks to roll onto Hannah’s hand. Hannah released her grip on the
tiny and pulled her hand out, not seeing any trace of him at all.
“Wow, really got him
in there!” she commented as she grabbed Ellen’s panties and pulled them up for
her
“Thanks babe” Ellen
said as she turned and kissed Hannah “let’s get dressed and head out!”
Ellen put her bra back
on, the tiny man sobbing instantly as his body was pulled apart once more, and
elected to put on a comfy jumper and tight blue leggings. As she lifted her
arms up to put the jumper on, she felt a small crack come from the tiny man and
some pained wails which soon subsided ‘ah that can wait for now’ she thought to
herself. Hannah on the other hand borrowed some of Ellen’s clothes that were
too large for her – selecting a loose grey hoody and some light grey tracksuit
pants she looked adorable.
Walking back to the
living room, Ellen felt the tiny man still squirming between her cheeks,
stopping and giving her glutes a squeeze, feeling him compress slightly before
releasing him and continuing her stride.
Finding Amy and Clare
sitting on the couch, wine glasses in hand, both resting their feet on the
roller, they announced their return.
“Ah glad you made it
back out!” laughed Clare “where’s the little guy?”
Chapter 8 – A Relaxing Evening by Mamamoo
Chapter 8 – A Relaxing Evening
“Ah glad you made it
back out!” laughed Clare “where’s the little guy?”
Ellen returned to her
seat and stood over it, spreading her legs “Where do you think?” as she dropped
her butt down onto the chair as hard as she could, gyrating her hips and grinding
herself into it as she felt his body start snapping and crunching “ahhh… there
he goes!” she announced, sitting back and enjoying the feeling of him twitching
between her bum cheeks as he expired.
“Ok so we have four
left in the bowl, one on the roller, one on her left tit” Clare counted
“I think the one on my
boob might be ready to go, I’m pretty sure I just felt something dislocate”
lifting her jumped over her head she revealed the tiny man strapped across her
left nipple, one of his legs pulled into a ridiculous angle. Looking down at him
“Yeh, that leg’s gone – he’s not even screaming any more”
“Truth be told the
foot roller one isn’t doing too great either. I think I got a bit carried away
with the pressure” Amy admitted
“Aww poor little guys”
Hannah smiled “guess they can’t handle real women!”
“Ok, how about you two
finish off the lucky boy strapped to her boob, and we will finish up the foot
roller?” Clare offered and everyone agreed.
Hannah scooted over to
Ellen and sat on her lap facing her, looking down at the tiny toy, almost broken
from his rough treatment, biting her lip in anticipation as she whispered to
him “remember I said you’d maybe get something to make up for the pain…?”
leaning lower “maybe your reward is a quick release from life… or maybe not,
we’ll see how we feel” looking up at Ellen and winking.
Meanwhile Clare leant
forward and went to grab the foot roller, as her hand touched the edge Amy’s
foot came down on her hand pushing it away “just another quick roll?” she
winked
“Greedy-guts!” Clare
laughed “fine! Go ahead!”
Amy quickly located
the tiny man and rolled her slender foot along him once more, enjoying the
feeling of parts of his body pushing into her sole, relieving the stress and
pain from working on her feet all day. After a couple of minutes she removed
her foot and leant down, releasing him from his bonds and lifting him up to the
couch, dropping him between herself on the right of the couch, and Clare on the
left.
Ellen & Hannah
Sitting back in her
chair, Ellen looked at Hannah’s kinky expression “what the heck is going
through your mind right now?” she asked with a smile on her lips
“I don’t know whatever
you mean!” Hannah replied with sarcastic sensitivity “I just want to ensure
this little gentleman gets given a reprieve for being a well behaved boy”
“Uh-huh… that so… what
do you have in mind then?”
Removing herself from
Ellen’s lap, Hannah knelt on the floor and pushed Ellen’s legs apart, allowing
her to get in nice and close, her face hovering right infront of her chest
“Something like this maybe” she grinned before licking her lips and leaning in,
planting a big wet kiss on the tiny man’s face. Rather than releasing, she
instead started sucking until he began twitching, the air being sucked from his
lungs. Feeling him start to go limp, Hannah released her lips allowing him to
gasp in much needed air “there we go, you look much more awake now!” she
clapped. Leaning back in, she licked his crotch bringing his member to
attention despite his pained groans.
Flicking him with her
tongue a bit more, Hannah leant in and locked his entire crotch between her
lips, using suction and her dexterous tongue to quickly excite him, making him
temporarily forget the pain he was in. Moaning lightly she took small breaks to
speak to him.
“Mmm, you like that?”
moving back and slurping his member into her mouth, sucking gently
“Yeh, you’re so big
for such a little guy” licking the length of his body from his feet to his head
“I bet you’re load is
going to taste soooooo good” using her tongue to rub his balls gently
Moving her left hand
up Ellen’s body, she started rubbing the nipple of Ellen’s right breast through
the bra, hoping this would have the desired effect.
“You’ve been so well
behaved since your little outburst earlier” planting kisses all over his chest
and crotch
“You deserve
everything you’re about to get” puckering her lips and sucking his shaft into
her mouth, her tongue lapping at the tip as she pumped her head to give a
miniature blowjob.
Ellen’s right nipple
had turned hard from the rubbing, so Hannah took her left hand and started
gently rubbing around the outside of Ellen’s left breast. After a few rubs the
nipple began to harden, once again pushing into the lower back of the tiny man causing
him to bend forwards and groan in pain. As the nipple hardened his body pushed
further and further out but Hannah didn’t let up. Continuing to slurp his
member into her mouth she moaned at him “Yeh come on… cum before you snap… you
know you want to… give it to me” intensifying her sucking and licking on his
shaft until he began twitching in anticipation.
“Yeh that’s it… I’m
not such a bitch am I? Like you yelled at me earlier huh, naughty boy”. Locking
her lips around his crotch Hannah sucked harder and harder until he spasmed and
blew a load into her mouth, gasping in pleasure.
As soon as Hannah felt
him about to blow she sprung her trap, grabbing the fabric on either side of
him and pulling it hard, instantly popping his remaining limbs from their sockets
even as he was ejaculating into her mouth, causing his moans of pleasure to
change to screams of pure agony.
Pulling away Hannah
giggled at his tortured state “teach you to be mean to me earlier!” as Ellen
laughed
“Wow!” Ellen said
through a shocked expression “remind me not to piss you off!” she laughed as
the tiny man continued yelling in pain. Leaning down she deftly released the
clasps holding his arms and legs, dropping him into Hannah’s waiting hand
“See… that’s what you
get for being nasty!” Hannah spat down at him “I hope this is slow…” raising
him above her open mouth as she stuck her tongue out, dropping him onto the
waiting platform. Pulling her tongue in she slurped his body into her maw,
closing her lips and positioning his broken body at the back of her throat.
Tilting her head back she swallowed, sending him down towards her stomach,
alive and screaming.
Clare & Amy
Dropping the battered man between them, Clare
and Amy were caught off guard when he sprung up and sprinted towards the edge
of the couch, momentarily taken aback by his rapid move.
Fortunately Amy was
quick on the mark and raised her right foot from the floor up over the couch,
and slammed it down on top of him just as he was about to reach the edge “not
really sure he thought that one through all the way” she giggled “Clever
though… making out he was injured and hoping to escape… too bad buddy” as she
ground her foot into him a bit, just to teach him a lesson.
Clare reached forwards
and snaked her hand beneath Amy’s toes, gripping the 2-inch man by the leg and
pulling him from under the slender sole. Holding him upside down between them
she looked at him with a hurt expression “Aww… you mean you aren’t enjoying
being our little foot slave? But you felt sooooo good” she smiled at him “you
took so much stress off of both of us, shame you had to ruin all that good work
by trying to run…” letting go of his leg and sending him crashing into the
couch below.
Clare and Amy
repositioned themselves so they were both lying back against their respective
couch arms, their legs stretched out forming a small arena where the man was
still lying on his back, trying to catch his breath, being winded by the
impact.
Clare moved her right
foot and prodded him with her big toe, rolling him over onto his front before
lowering the giant digit onto the back of his head, pushing it down into the
couch “come on, where’s that fighting spirit gone?” she mocked him, twisting
her foot slightly to grind his face down into the fabric.
Realising he would
asphyxiate, his fight or flight instinct kicked in, fuelling him with
adrenaline as he started thrashing trying to free himself.
“Ahhh that’s better”
Amy giggled down at him as Clare removed her toe from him allowing him to jump
up, head whipping around as he reviewed his surroundings – realising he was
trapped.
Sitting up a bit, the
girls clinked their glasses together, celebrating a fun filled night so far.
“Ok, I reckon we play around with him until he breaks” Clare suggested
carelessly “then maybe grab one or two of the remaining ones and go to the
spare bedroom”
Amy’s face lit up
“Ohhh sounds like you have this all planned out… maybe I’m not that kind of
girl” smiling cheekily
“Maybe… maybe not… I
guess we will have to see” snaking her right foot slowly towards the tiny man
from behind whilst his attention was on Amy, she snatched him around the waist
with her big and second toes causing him to scream and thrash around as she
lifted him into the air. Stretching her leg forwards, the black painted nails
with their prey approaching Amy’s chest.
Amy raised her hand
and cupped Clare’s heel, pulling the pointed foot even closer, keeping eye
contact with the tiny man who was still flailing around. Sticking her tongue
out and leaning forwards, she poked her tongue between Clare’s toes trying to
lick the tiny man, but his flailing kept putting her off. Frowning at him she
looked up at Clare “would you mind asking him to stop moving?”
Grinning, Clare spoke
down to the tiny man “Hey now… don’t come loose! Let me hold you a bit more
securely” and with that she tilted her foot downwards and scrunched her toes
together, getting tighter and tighter as her foot continued its movement.
Looking at the tiny
man’s struggles begin to cease from the increased pressure, Amy giggled “See
little guy, if you do what we say, this will go much easier for you” laughing
as his face turned red and his struggles ceased, his body trapped between the
toes acting as a hydraulic press on his mid-section. Leaning in once again, Amy
winked at Clare signalling to release the tension and stuck her tongue between
the digits, running up from his ankles to his face, prodding his shaft briefly
and bringing it to attention before laughing and sitting back.
“Let me guess, even
through all that he’s excited?” Clare asked grinning seductively at Amy
“Yep! Typical man”
lowering Clare’s foot gently down to the couch, reaching to the bottle of wine
on the coffee table and topping up their glasses, passing one to Clare.
Drinking and giggling, the pair began playing with the tiny man between their
feet.
Clare loosened her
grip on the man slightly as Amy’s right foot approached, her slender toes
splayed apart as she grabbed him around the chest and squeezed, pulling her
foot to the side attempting to remove him from Clare’s grip. Playing tug of war
with the tiny, the girls giggled at his pained facial expressions, until Amy
finally won and pulled him from Clare’s grasp, raising her leg into the air and
straightening it, flicking him around and cheering at her victory. Not having
any of this, Clare brought both her feet up and slammed them into either side
of Amy’s, pulling her foot down to the couch, putting her left foot on top and
pinning it in place, her right toes snaked in and grabbed him by the legs,
tugging him back away from Amy, laughing at her as she dragged the man on his
back across the fabric.
Amy’s left foot
slammed down on the tiny man’s upper body and preventing him being dragged
further, scrunching her toes around she pinned his left arm between her 4th
and 3rd toes, and his right arm between her 1st and 2nd,
pushing his face up into the ball of her foot, squeezing hard and pulling him
towards her his legs popping out from under Clare’s arch. Raising her foot with
her sole exposed towards Clare, the tiny man’s body hung freely, his arms still
pinned by the massive digits, the ball of Amy’s foot now resting behind his
head. Grinning, Clare leant forwards until her huge brown eyes were inches from
him, puckered her lips and planted a kiss on his chest, hovering for a moment
before retreating again. Knowing Ellen was someone well prepared she looked
under the coffee table and saw what she was shopping to find, a jar of
moisturiser which she grabbed and twisted the lid off. Sticking her fingers in,
she brought a dollop up and rubbed it across the tiny man’s front, before
sliding her fingers around his back and applying it there also. Sitting back
she looked at the tiny man covered in lotion “Might aswell make him useful”
glancing up at Amy and smiling.
“Couldn’t agree more!”
smiling as she scrunched her toes, threatening to snap his arms and causing him
to scream, eliciting a giggle from Clare who raised her right foot and slowly
brought it towards the tiny man’s face.
Hovering her foot
infront of Amy’s for a moment, Clare pushed forwards, sandwiching the tiny man
between their soles, pinning him in place and enjoying his panicked squirms.
Both girls feeling tingles shooting up their body, they begin twisting and
grinding their feet against one another, spreading the lotion on both of them
and feeling his rigid body pushing into the knots in their muscles, relieving
the stress that had built up. Smiling as she felt his member spring to
attention, Clare lowered her foot and pressed her ball up against his crotch,
splaying her toes out and stretching the leathery skin as she ground her foot
feeling his member up against her as he gasped at the sensation. Not wanting
him to get off quickly, Clare used her toes to grab his legs and pulled him
towards her until his body was pulled taught between the two feet. Giggling,
the girls pulled their feet apart, stretching him and causing him to scream,
before Amy suddenly spread her toes and released his arms, causing him to drop
and his back to splat into Clare’s sole, suspended upside down. Wriggling her
toes in anticipation Amy slammed her foot into Clare’s grinding him between the
arches of their feet.
Enjoying the feeling
for a minute, Clare indicated she wanted to spread the lotion to their other
feet, splaying her toes, the tiny man was now only held in place by the
pressure of the feet pushing into eachother, gravity slowly taking hold as he
slipped through the fleshy walls until he arrived at their heels which pushed
together, compressing his chest and forcing the air from his lungs as his head
and arms dangled below. Releasing their heels, the tiny man crashed once more
into the couch, the soft fabric absorbing some of the impact but still leaving
him dazed.
Clare pulled her feet
together around the tiny man with her soles facing eachother, bringing them
together and trapping him between the ball of her left foot and the arch of her
right, giggling as she started rubbing the soles against eachother. The tiny
man was pulled back and forth across the soles, the wrinkled and hard sections
battering his body as he gave up and stopped trying to resist, feeling them
squeeze tightly together before dropping him as he was snatched up by Clare’s
hand.
Amy had extended her
right foot out and placed it in Clare’s lap, lying back and waiting for
attention which soon came. Clare grabbed the tiny man by the hips and planted
him into the arch of Amy’s foot, pushing her thumb into his back and forcing
him up and down her arch. Amy splayed and scrunched her toes, feeling his body
working into all the creases and making her let out small, contented moans. Amy
felt Clare grip his body and work it around her heel, up the outside edge of
her foot, across the ball, and even pushed his body between her toes, splaying
them apart one by one. As she rubbed his body across the webbing between her
big and second toes Amy squeeze and released, feeling his body slow and speed
up as she altered resistances, smiling at the sensation and closing her eyes.
Feeling Clare lift his body from the crevice, she opened her eyes, seeing Clare
grasp his shaft with her fingers and pumping it gently, turning him rock hard
before dropping him onto the couch by Amy’s left foot once more. Positioning
her left foot behind him, she pushed him into Amy’s arch with her ball, forcing
his face into her wrinkled sole, making eye contact with Amy and winking as
they began grinding their feet together, battering and squeezing him, his limps
flailing as he tried to free himself.
Giggling at his plight
for a minute, Amy leant forwards and grabbed the man by his arms, once more
pinning them between her big and second toes, leaving him dangling infront of
the ball of her foot, holding him facing away from her, Clare nodded as they
both lowered their heels to the fabric. Clare understood and moved her foot
closer, wriggling her toes as their feet connected, using her toes she squeezed
his shaft which was still rock hard eliciting a slight moan from him. Smiling
at him she began pumping the massive digits, the lotion providing lubrication
for him and quickly bringing him to the edge. His entire body went rigid for a
moment before spasming as he shot his load between her toes, spurting an
impressive distance down the top of her foot. Increasing her pressure but
decreasing the speed, she milked him for all he was worth, until she was
satisfied he was completely spent, looking up at Amy and winking. With their
heels still on the couch, Clare brought her toes up until they aligned with
Amy’s, pushing forwards until the tips connected, the tiny man’s chest and head
stuck between the balls of their feet, smothered by Clare’s skin. Unable to
breathe he started thrashing his legs which were suspended in the air, trying
desperately to free himself, suspecting his end was near.
Amy and Clare kept
their toes connected as they pulled their heels away from eachother until the
tops of their feet were horizontal, with heavy pressure between their toes and
the balls of their feet. Not missing a heartbeat they began pushing into
eachother, feeling the man’s frantic thrashing turn into pure panic as his head
and chest were compressed between them. Leaning forwards, the girls held
eachother’s hands, holding eye contact as they pushed their feet cruelly
together and started grinding, crushing the tiny man’s chest to start with, his
head somehow remaining intact but as the pressure increased they felt this soon
give out with a loud – CRACK – peeling their feet apart, Clare caught the
remains of his body before it hit the couch, and dumped it unceremoniously back
into the bowl with the remaining four men who started screaming at the sight.
Chapter 9 – Ending the Evening by Mamamoo
Chapter 9 – Ending the Evening
Cleaning themselves
up, all four girls returned to their seats, Hannah yawned loudly “God its
getting late!” she said “I’m pretty much done after all that fun”
“Yeh same” Clare
chimed in “You guys want to split these four between us” she pointed at the
bowl “god I feel drunk”
“Yeh same, and sounds
good” Ellen replied “you guys want to crash in the spare room?”
“Yes please” Amy said,
tipping the remainder of the wine between the girls glasses “mind if we borrow
a couple of your toys?”
Ellen reached in and
pulled out the dildo with the perforated tip that Hannah had expressed interest
in earlier “sure, just gotta keep this one for this curious girl here”.
The girls clinked
their glasses and finished their drinks, Ellen and Hannah reached into the bowl
grabbing two 3-inch tinies before waving goodnight and retreating to Ellen’s
room.
Looking down into the
bowl, Clare grabbed the remaining two tinies, one 3-inches and the other 2-
inches and stood as Amy rummaged through the toy box “I’ll pick some stuff and
meet you next door” she winked at Clare who complied.
Clare & Amy
Stepping into the room
with the two tinies, Clare wanted to give Amy a real show, so she dropped the
tiny men on the bed “Now if either of you move, I’ll snap your legs” she
threatened, stripping until she stood naked. Stepping over the two men, she lay
on the bed in a seductive pose, waiting for Amy to enter.
A minute later Amy
walked in, holding a light blue dildo connected to a strap, stopping as she saw
Clare on the bed, lying on her side, legs crossed, hand supporting her head,
with the two tiny men standing just infront of her, completely focussed on her
amazing yoga body. Stripping herself off, Amy looked at Clare “Well… I guess
someone is ready for some fun” closing the door behind her “you know… we’ve
spent all night dominating these worthless bugs… I want to dominate you now”
Clare felt her pulse
quicken, spinning her body slowly so she was lying on her back, opening her
legs and inviting Amy to take her shot “If you think you’ve got it in you” she
growled at her, feeling herself moisten already.
Amy lifted the toy she
had chosen, inspecting it with feigned interest before lowering it to her
waist, stepping into the strap and clasping it around her bum, releasing her
hands and showing the toy to Clare “we have two tiny men… The bigger one is
number one, the second is number two… tell me which one you want attached to
this” as she rubbed the shaft seductively.
Gulping, Clare
responded “Number two” causing the tiny man to stop staring at her incredible
breasts and abs, and turning in shock as Amy grabbed him with her right hand,
raising him until he reached the strap-on. Laying him on his back on the toy,
she grabbed the built in straps and tied them to his arms and ankles, leaving
him spread eagled on top of the dildo, his feet facing towards the tip and his
head closer to Amy.
“Pass me the other
one, then suck this dildo like it’s a cock” she ordered Clare.
Clare grabbed the
larger of the tinies and placed him into Amy’s outstretched hand, which clamped
down around him as Clare approached the dildo and took the tip into her mouth.
Slowly she pulsed her head forwards, taking a bit more in each time, until her
lips reached the tiny man’s feet causing him to scream in panic. Continuing to
take it into her maw, she kept going until she reached his chest, where she
couldn’t go any further, retreating her mouth and leaving most of him, and the
shaft covered in her spit.
Satisfied, Amy knelt
down and pushed Clare’s legs apart, reaching in and licking the length of her
already glistening lips, tasting her as she moved up and down licking as she
went. Moving up to her clit, Amy started licking and sucking gently, brining
the tiny man in her fist down and rubbing him into Clare’s lips, brining out
small gasps from her, turning her on and making her wet. Standing back to full
height, Amy put the shirnky into her mouth and pulled Clare to her feet,
embracing her in a long passionate kiss, passing the tiny morsel back and forth
between them, battering and bruising him.
Eventually pulling
away, Amy turned Clare around and forced her onto the bed on her hands and
knees, spitting the tiny from her mouth, she lowered him to Clare’s left foot
and pulled her toes apart, forcing the tiny man into the crevice below all five
“try not to scrunch too hard, or you’ll snap him” she growled down to Clare in
a husky voice. Looking down at the face of the tiny strapped onto the strap-on
Amy winked at him, before grabbing Clare by the hips and slowly guiding the tip
to her soaking wet pussy. As the dildo tip touched her lips, Clare shuddered
slightly, panting in anticipation as Amy rubbed the tip up and down, collecting
Clare’s juices.
Stepping forwards
slightly, Amy gently pushed the tip into Clare’s lips, feeling it pass through
as it entered her, holding here for a moment as Clare adjusted to the feeling.
Amy pulled the tip out slightly before pushing it in further, allowing Clare to
adjust as the rubbery plastic penetrated her again and again, reaching deeper
into her each time. Once the shaft was deep enough that the tiny man’s feet
were inside Clare, Amy stopped pulsing and instead slowly pushed forwards,
watching with glee as he slowly disappeared into her, her devouring lips
rolling up his legs, his crotch, past his hard member, up his stomach and
chest, until only his head remained. Leaning forwards slightly Amy whispered
“Now he’s all inside you…” as she pushed in further, his head disappearing into
Clare’s tunnel, holding him there for a moment before retracting him and the
dildo “enjoy little guy” she whispered, pushing the shaft into Clare once more.
Feeling the tiny man’s
head pop past her lips and into her, Clare was on cloud 9. She had literally
never felt something this intense – between the feel of Amy’s hands on her
hips, the large dildo within her, the tiny man squirming inside her, and the
other one trapped between her toes. Giving her toes a small scrunch, the tiny
screamed in pain as he almost burst – the pressure of her foot bent against the
bed was bad enough, any additional push from her threatened to pop his entire
body.
Feeling Clare
responding to all of the sensations, Amy continued humping her, forcing the
tiny man in and out of her with increasing and decreasing tempo, wanting to
bring Clare to the edge and keep her there as long as she could.
“Oh my god… this… this
is… insane…” moaned Clare as Amy continued penetrating her
“You think this is
good…” Amy pushed forwards until the entire shaft was inside Clare, pushing
into her G-spot as she reached down and pulled the tiny from her toes “… wait
for this” as she threw the tiny man into her mouth, sloshing him around and
covering him in saliva. Happy he was completed drenched, she leant forwards and
spat him out, landing on Clare’s lower back with a loud – SPLAT – he sat up
coughing, given no time to recover before Clare’s right hand grabbed him and
squeezed him in her fist, covering his face and blinding him.
Continuing to pulse
the dildo in and out of Clare, Amy brought her fist down to Clare’s toned butt,
using her left hand to spread her cheeks apart, feeling Clare gasp in pleasure.
Lowering her fist further, she forced the tiny man’s feet into Clare’s puckered
anus, which pulsed at the touch.
Clare lowered her head
to the sheets and bit down, feeling the tiny man’s feet ticking her anus as the
other was forced into her vagina, struggling not to lose all control she
gripped the sheets with her hands and moaned deeply.
Amy leant in and spat
onto Clare’s anus, offering additional lubrication as she worked the tiny man’s
legs into her, pulsing him up and down deeper and deeper each time. The tiny
had clearly caught on by this point and was screaming frantically as he tried
to thrash his way out, this serving only to give new highs of pleasure to Clare
who was now moaning deeply. Finally reaching over his waist, the tiny was chest
deep in Clare, her muscles gripping him and refusing to let him get out,
allowing Amy to remove her hand from him. Grinning down at him, she continued
pulsing the strap-on into Clare as she grasped her cheeks, pushing them
together and smothering the man in the walls of flesh, causing him to kick and
squirm.
Clare let out a loud
moan at the sudden sensation, feeling waves of pure bliss roll through her
entire body, she didn’t know how much longer she could hold on for.
Sensing this, Amy
released her cheeks and gripped the man protruding from her with her right
fingers, her left grabbing Clare’s hip, pulsing faster and harder as she rammed
the strap-on into her again and again, now also pushing the tiny man slowly
deeper into her butthole, feeling her entire body begin to quiver. Growling
huskily at her “Yeh that’s it babe… take it… take it all… you’re going to cum
and crush both of these tiny men… DO IT” she yelled feeling Clare’s orgasm
build. Stepping forwards, Amy forced Clare’s body down onto the bed,
straightening her legs and arms as she pushed down ontop of her, pushing the
tiny man all the way into her anus as the dildo rammed deep and sent Clare over
the edge
Clare let out an
ear-piercing yell of pure pleasure, giving her the strongest orgasm she had
ever had in her life, pushing her face into the mattress as she yelled and all
of her muscles contracted and spasmed. The tiny man in her butt was constricted
as the muscles clamped down around him, forcing the air from his lungs as wave
after wave caused her to tighten more and more, until – SNAP – the pressure
broke him completely, snapping his spine and ending him. Inside her vagina, the
same was happening to the tiny man strapped to the dildo, the muscular walls
clamped down and forced the air from his lungs, but somehow he didn’t break or
snap, instead as the aftershocks began to die down, the air in his lungs was
replaced with her juices as he tried to hold what little breath he had left.
Unable to hold any longer his body involuntarily breathed in, sucking her love
juices down his throat and into his lungs as he lost consciousness.
Holding still for a
moment, Amy pulsed the strap-on gently, eliciting aftershocks of pleasure from
Clare, who was gasping for breath and barely moving. Slowly retracting the
dildo, it exited with a slight pop sound, causing Clare to spasm once more, her
butt pushing part of the tiny man’s head from her. Gently, Amy gripped the
skull and pulled him up and out, each ridge of his body causing Clare to gasp
once more until he was finally out. Looking at him Amy thought ‘how pathetic’
tossing his body onto the floor, and looking down at the dildo attached to her
crotch, as she looked down she saw his chest convulse and spew out Clare’s
juices “Oh wow… he survived” she said genuinely taken aback.
Rolling onto her back,
Clare opened her glazed eyes, and without saying a word reached forward and
yanked the tiny man from the dildo, lifting him up as she joined Amy in a
kneeling position. Grabbing Amy by the throat, she pulled her head forwards
kissing her passionately for a moment before leaning back, still gasping in air
from her recent experience. Letting go of Amy’s throat she grabbed her jaw and
opened her mouth, raising the tiny man who had now regained some consciousness
infront of it. Looking forwards at her maw, the tiny man went limp, all fight
having been broken out of him, just wanting it to end. Pushing him past Amy’s
lips, Clare pushed her mouth shut and leant in, kissing her shoulders, neck,
and her face. Lowering her head to Amy’s shoulder, Clare put her ear against
her throat and waited.
Amy swished the tiny
around her mouth a bit, chewing lightly on his body and sucking hard to elicit
more panic from him, wanting him to scream for her. Biting down hard on his
foot she finally got her wish as he let out a yell of pain, short lived as she
pulled him to her throat and swallowed hard as she tilted her head back.
Clare felt the lump
move down Amy’s throat and heard a muffled scream coming from within, making
her giggle. Sitting back she looked at Amy who leant in and kissed her, pulling
the duvet cover back and inviting Clare in. Clare didn’t argue, she just lay
down and heard Amy remove the strap-on before snuggling in beside her, spooning
her and wrapping her arms around her waist, laying there they both let sleep
take them.
Hannah & Ellen
Bouncing into the
room, Hannah dumped the two men onto the bed and stripped out of Ellen’s
clothes, as Ellen shut the door Hannah ran over and shoved her into it,
grabbing her face and passionately kissing her lips and moving to her neck as
she stripped her naked too. As Hannah pulled Ellen’s panties down, Ellen
paused.
“One sec babe” Ellen
whispered as she pulled her butt cheeks apart, the mangled body of the previous
tiny falling and crashing into the floor.
Watching the goddesses
standing in a naked embrace and making out passionately, the two men were
stunned, until one decided to use the distraction to make a break for it. He
ran to the side of the bed and rappelled down the sheet that was conveniently
hanging off, until he hit the floor and ran for cover away from the bed.
Getting to the chest of draws he slipped under as the girls returned to the
bed, and heard their frustration.
Looking down at the
tiny man that was standing, sporting an erection, Hannah growled at him “god
damn it! Where did he go?”.
Not wanting to reveal
what he had seen, the tiny man looked down and went silent, causing anger to
rip through Ellen who reached forwards and grabbed him in her right fist,
bringing him up and squeezing him “look here you little shit, one of you two survives
tonight, one doesn’t… if you want to be the one to live to see tomorrow, then
tell us where he went”.
Unable to stop himself
he pointed at the chest of drawers.
Watching from under
the chest, the tiny man was filled with rage when he saw the other man point at
his hiding spot. Feeling he had nothing left to lose, he emerged from his spot
and sprinted towards the door, thinking he might be able to find a way out. As
he neared the door, his gaze fell on the other tiny that had perished between
the giantesses butt cheeks, slowing for a moment he looked around and was
shocked to see Ellen standing right behind him, reaching out and prodding him
with her toes, knocking him over.
Landing on his front,
he began scrambling forwards until the ball of Ellen’s right foot touched down
infront of him, her heel lowering and pushing into his back, threatening to
crush him as the pressure increased. As the pain became unbearable the foot
lifted, gliding away from him before hovering over the remains of the tiny man
before him, unable to avert his gaze he watched in horror as she slammed the
ball of her foot down on him, crushing most of his body instantly.
Seeing the tiny man
roll over and try to sit up, Ellen slammed her meaty sole onto his chest and
grasped him with her toes, bringing him up to her as she grabbed him in her
left hand. Turning and facing Hannah she told her to lie on the bed, which she
did. “Ok, so you get to live I guess” she said to the tiny in her right hand
“just gotta secure you” as she handed the doomed one to Hannah to hold.
Reaching onto the floor, Ellen grabbed one of her socks and dropped the guy
into it, before slipping her left foot in. Feeling him trapped under her toes,
she scrunched him a few times before turning back to Hannah “Ok, time for some
education” she said seductively as she raised the dildo and dangled it between
her fingers.
“Ohh exciting!” Hannah
giggled “Are you as interested as I am?” she spoke to the little man who had
gone silent, watching as Ellen prepared the toy.
Ellen gripped the
shaft of the dildo in her left hand, and twisted the tip off with her right,
exposing an indent where a tiny could be placed “so he goes in here, then this
goes in there” she pointed at Hannah’s snatch.
“Wow that’s so cool!
Here you go” passing the tiny to Ellen who shoved his bottom half into the
shaft before picking up the tip and twisting it back on over his torso and head,
leaving the tiny man standing but somewhat cramped in the space. Looking at
him, Hannah sat up “but what are the little holes for?”
“Ah that’s the fun
part…” Ellen brought the tip up to her lips and stuck it into her mouth,
slathering her saliva across the end, pushing it into her throat until most of
the shaft was hidden, slowly pulling it out with a wet – POP – sound. Handing
it to Hannah she told her “open it up”
Hannah twisted the tip
off, looking down at the wet man “Oh cool! So fluids can get in, that’s
awesome!” as she shoved the tip back on and twisted it into place, sealing the
man in there once more and passing it back to Ellen before flopping onto her
back, raising her right leg and playfully dropping her foot onto Ellen’s
shoulder “Let’s try it out shall we?” she smiled.
Winking seductively,
Ellen flopped down on her left side on the bed next to Hannah who rolled to her
right to face her, starting at eachother before kissing passionately, running
their hands along eachother’s bodies and embracing the moment. Still holding
the dildo in her right hand, Ellen poked it gently into Hannah’s thigh before
dragging it up towards her crotch, there she held it before playfully touching
the tip to Hannah’s lips making her smile and bite her lip. Not breaking eye
contact Ellen dragged it up the rest of the way to her face, positioning it
between the two lovers, the tiny man inside banging on his prison trying
futilely to escape, achieving nothing more than grabbing their attention.
Both looking down at
him for a moment, the girls looked back at eachother and smiled as they reached
forwards, mounts open and tongues protruding, licking the long shaft from
bottom to top, covering it in their saliva, before Hannah grasped it over
Ellen’s hand and guided it towards her own mouth. Forming an ‘O’ with her lips,
Hannah inserted the shaft and slowly pushed it deeper into her mouth, getting
about halfway before stopping and almost gagging, removing it slowly as she
sucked as much saliva from her mouth as she could and spitting it onto the toy.
For the tiny man
inside, this was rapidly turning from a sexy display into an uncomfortable hell.
The humidity was rising, and more and more of the hot blonde’s saliva was
seeping through the holes, making his skin itch where it was making contact. In
addition, the cramped position he was in was making his posture feel
uncomfortable, something that he guessed was probably the least of his concerns
right now.
Watching Hannah take
more of the toy into her mouth than she had expected, Ellen nodded approval,
smiling as Hannah began retracting it, clearly aiming to add as much saliva to
the device as she could. Ellen traced her right hand down Hannah’s left side, reaching
her hips and pushing her onto her back as she finally pulled the toy from her
maw, looking at it in wonder as the tiny man inside had stopped trying to
escape. As Hannah licked the shaft one more time, Ellen lowered her hand and
placed it across Hannah’s already moistening pussy, rubbing her fingers around
her lips gently, causing Hannah to gasp softly. Turning her head and looking
into Ellen’s eyes, Hannah dangled the dildo infront of her face, daring her to
make use of it.
Ellen grasped it
softly and pulled it from Hannah’s grasp “check this out” flipping a small
switch on the base, causing bright LED lights within the toy to illuminate “now
he will be able to see everything in there” tracing the down Hannah’s chest and
toned abs, over her stomach until she reached the glistening lips. Rubbing the
tip gently into them as she rolled onto her hands and knees and crawled over
her legs, hovering over her. Looking up and winking, Ellen dropped her head and
began licking, sucking and gently kissing Hannah’s clit resulting in small
gasps as Hannah felt tingles shooting up and down her body. Still rubbing the
dildo into Hannah’s lips Ellen gently applied more pressure, feeling the tip
pop between the lips and into Hannah. Smiling to herself she intensified her
oral attentions as she slowly pushed the toy in, pulled out, in deeper, out
again, loving the feeling of Hannah’s body responding to her every move.
Pausing briefly, Ellen pulled her face away and moved her arms under Hannah’s
legs, pushing them up so her calves rested on Ellen’s shoulders, lifting her
back up and tilting Hannah’s pelvis skyward before continuing her play. The
dildo now pointed downwards, Ellen began pumping it deeper into her, wiggling
it around as she pulled it back out, repeating the process and slowly bringing
Hannah waves of pleasure as she started moaning.
Meanwhile inside
the toy, the tiny man was being put through hell, thinking it was bad enough
when he was first thrust into the giantess with the heavy yet strangely
intoxicating scent, gravity was now his enemy, mashed into the perforated tip
whilst he was upside down. As the pumping increased he noticed more of her
fluids building up, leaking through more and more, covering his body, but most
concerningly starting to pool around his face. He tried crouching his legs and
pushing away from the tip with his hands which bought him a little space, but
he really had nowhere to go.
Ellen was enjoying
watching Hannah writhing in pleasure, here eyes closed and hands stretched out
grasping at the sheets, her legs pulsing against Ellen’s shoulders. Leaning her
head, Ellen began planting kisses onto Hannah’s legs when they suddenly crossed
around the back of her neck pulling her forwards slightly. Looking up Ellen
started into Hannah’s bright blue eyes, showing more than just lust, a
semblance of emotion and caring, before they closed again and her legs relaxed.
Feeling driven to make this amazing for Hannah, Ellen pushed the dildo in as
deep as it would go and released it, shuffling back as she lowered Hannah’s
legs to the bed, wordlessly rolling her onto her front and bringing her up onto
her hands and knees, bending forwards and kissing her fabulous butt as she
grasped the dildo once more.
Being thrust deep
into the girl was bad enough, but the tiny man was completely unprepared for
what came next, his world rapidly flipped around, dislodging him from his
attempt at keeping his head free from the pooling juices and resulting in his
head and chest smacking the dildo case hard. Seeing stars and winded, he
attempted to get his bearings and breathe, this turning to flailing and choking
as he realised he had fallen face first into the rising tide of fluid. Pushing
himself back as far as he could from his prone position he managed to keep his
head above the levels, breathing in as best he could, his skin itching all-over,
strangely enough though he found himself aroused. Looking around, he could make
out the deep red colour of the passage his prison was thrust in thanks to the
lighting, and with horror he noticed that whilst previously there was a small
spattering of fluid in the toy, this had now risen to a large puddle.
Thrusting the toy in
and out of her, Ellen reached around Hannah’s butt and started rubbing her
clit, bringing additional waves of pleasure through her entire body, bringing
her left foot up and placing it next to Hannah’s knee for balance, she
completely forgot about the tiny man who had by now slipped under the ball of
her foot. The sudden movement and impact of her hard, leathery ball forcing him
down caused him to squirm, bringing a smile to Ellen’s face as she had another
idea, reaching down and roughly pulling the sock off the tiny man was thrown
out onto the directly below Hannah. He looked up in wonder for a moment, before
Ellen’s left hand grabbed him and brought him up, mashing him hard into
Hannah’s clit where she ground him into it, causing him pain but also bringing
his member to life, the warm wet feeling turning him on.
Hannah was in pure
ecstasy by this point, the array of physical and emotional feelings that had
been simmering for months all coming to a head, Ellen’s expertise in what she
was doing to Hannah was icing on the cake.
Continuing to thrust
the toy in and out of Hannah, Ellen pulled the tiny man away, smiling and she
noticed he was sporting an erection. Bringing him to her face she rolled her
tongue out and pulled his body down it, tasting Hannah on him, bringing her new
levels of excitement as she spoke to him “wow little guy, looks like you’re
enjoying this almost as much as us” she said in a seductive voice “maybe you
can enjoy it just as much” reaching forwards she placed him between Hannah’s
toned butt cheeks, smiling as she grabbed the left one, pulling it away from
the right before smashing it back across, burying the tiny man within the flesh
and grinding it together. Releasing the cheek which fell back, the tiny man
rolled down the inside and stopped right infront of Hannah’s anus, trying to
push himself back he felt a giant finger on his back push him forwards, forcing
his body into the muscle which pulsed expectantly.
Hannah gasped as she
felt the tiny body touch her there, she hadn’t done much in that space before,
but the thought of him touching her was like heroin right now.
Ellen looked down at
the tiny man pinned between the hole and her finger “I know I said you’d live
through the night but I’ve changed my mind… there is now a condition to your
survival…”
The tiny man tried
squirming free but this only served to cause Ellen to push him down harder,
forcing his chest into her anus and causing Hannah to gasp.
“Stop it or I’ll shove
you headfirst in there” she growled “or maybe you’d like to join your friend in
here?” she gestured to the dildo still thrusting and twisting around inside
Hannah. “You’ll live if you can cum into her arsehole before she cums…
simple!... but I’d get to work if I were you” releasing her finger from his
back, deciding to be nice and spitting a glob of saliva onto his target.
Not wasting a moment
of time, the man flopped forwards, inserting his raging hard-on into the tight
muscle infront of him, the saliva helping him penetrate quickly. Wedging himself
between her cheeks to keep himself in place as Hannah rocked and writhed, he
started humping, the hole quivering as he pounded it as hard as he could, the
warm tight feeling actually really nice.
Smiling down at the
pathetic man, Ellen slowed her rate of thrusting but began twisting the dildo
as it moved in and out of Hannah, resulting in loud moans of pleasure as Hannah
quivered.
Beginning to panic
as he watched the fluids keep rising, the tiny man tried to stay calm –
something not easy to achieve given his current predicament. Fortunately he had
managed to prop himself into a sort of plank that kept his head up high, wedged
hard enough that the pulsing movements wouldn’t dislodge him. Hearing voices
from outside he tried to make out what was being said, but was unable to get it
given the cacophony of sounds around him. Besides the squelching sounds of the
toy thrusting in and out of her vagina, he could hear the gurgle of her
stomach, and could even feel every time she moaned, a loud, low rumbling sound
which resonated through his very body. Momentarily taken off guard, he found
the pace of thrusting slow down, but instead of a reprieve this turned almost
deadly as the toy he was encased in began turning, initially causing his head
to roll below the build-up of juices which entered his eyes, nose and mouth
before he turned the right way up again, coughing as he gasped in air. Wiping
the viscous and sweet fluid from his face, he felt his prison begin to twist
once more, again threatening to engulf him, forcing him to spread his legs to
stabilise himself and perform a small sit up as his back slurped into the small
lake of fluid. Having to repeat the process of pushing himself up when face
down, and sitting up when on his back soon took a toll on his body.
Ellen leant forwards
and growled at the tiny man humping her lover’s arsehole “Yeh you filthy little
bug… do what I tell you” reaching her left hand across Hannah’s left cheek,
pushing it in and rolling it over him, the pressure forcing him deep into her
anus, the entire process actually feeling good to the tiny man. Rolling her
cheek back and forth a few times, she then traced her fingertips slowly over
Hannah’s hip, across her stomach, and down towards her crotch. Reaching
Hannah’s clit she once again began rubbing gently and in time with the pulsing
of the dildo, bringing high pitched squeaks from Hannah’s mouth.
“Oh… my… god…” Hannah
gasped “I… I… I…” struggling to form words in her elated state “I’m going to…
to… cum” she gasped.
The tiny man clearly
heard this and with a monumental effort he pumped himself harder into her,
closing his eyes as he felt the amazing sensation. As Hannah’s body began
tensing, her anus tightened and pulsed, grabbing the tiny man’s shaft and
making him gasp as he came into her and spasmed.
Ellen noticed this
‘lucky bastard’ as she drove the dildo deep and twisted it hard, her other hand
rubbing Hannah frantically, feeling Hannah’s entire body tense for a moment
before her head dropped to the pillow infront of her, her back arching, and her
hands started twitching and grasping at the bed sheets.
The tiny man had been
stable, but as the giantess he had just humped dropped her head, he bounced out
of his position of relative safety and landed on her lower back, the entire
thing acting like a giant slide, sending him tumbling down her back before
crashing into the back of her head, bouncing off and landing hard on the
sheets.
Ellen watched the tiny
man go flying and decided to leave him, not wanting to interrupt her or Hannah
who was now in the throes of her orgasm.
Hannah felt something
hit her head but she didn’t care, the feelings inside her were beyond anything
she had ever felt before. Feeling Ellen’s hand rubbing her faster and faster
and the dildo now deep within her twisting, she orgasmed harder than she ever
had before, biting down on the pillow as she screamed loudly in pure ecstasy,
her hands grasping the bedsheets as her body was rocked by the orgasm, her
muscles spasming and twitching uncontrollably, her legs almost giving out but
held up by Ellen’s embrace. Losing full control of her body she spasmed in
bliss, yelling and moaning deeply as she felt tingles wrack across all of her,
feeling better than ever. Her vagina walls clamped down hard enough to stop the
twisting motion of the dildo which Ellen released, the feeling of it inside her
kept her orgasming as Ellen’s fingers continued rubbing her clit.
Dropping her crotch to
the bed and lying flat with her legs splayed apart around Ellen’s kneeling
form, Hannah lay panting as the aftershocks of her monumental orgasm left her
almost paralysed, eyes closed she was barely able to breath, gasping in air as
she felt her body twitching.
His energy reserves
dwindling, the tiny man was suddenly thrown forwards to the tip of the toy he
was encased within, pointed in a downwards angle informing him that the
giantess he was within must have leant forwards. He watched almost in slow
motion as his head approached the rising lake of fluid, now pooled in the tip
of the toy, before passing through it and smashing hard into the end of the
dildo, causing him to see stars and gasp some of his air. Feeling his prison
twist around, he was submerged from his head to chest, panic overtaking him as
he felt himself need to breath. Managing to push his arms up and forwards in
the centre of the dildo tip and crouching his free legs, he managed to just
force his head above the liquid and gasp a breath before falling back in,
repeating this process desperately in order to survive.
He felt more than
heard her scream, the high-pitched sound reverberating through his very body as
her walls clamped hard, immobilising the prison he was within, allowing him to
push his head from the fluid and breathe, relieved that his ordeal was soon to
be over. This relief soon turned to concern as he heard the walls of the dildo
begin to creak, the monumental pressure bearing down would clearly be enough to
crush the life out of him, thankful he was safe he still had concerns as the
pressure didn’t seem to relent. The creaking continued and a loud – CRACK –
made him jump, not sure where the sound came from but hoping the integrity of
the plastic stayed. Feeling something glob onto the back of his neck, he craned
his head around and looked up in horror. The pressure from her orgasm was
clearly squeezing the fluids from her vagina walls, and with no space this was
being forced through the perforations in the dildo, he could only stay still
and watch as streams of fluid rolled into his prison, rapidly raising the fluid
level until his face was submerged once more – this time he had nowhere to go
and held his breath as long as he could.
Feeling his lungs
burning, a sudden moment of zero G gripped him as the giantess dropped herself
down flat, as her body hit the bed he slammed down into the lake of fluid,
fortunately able to push himself up and release his head, gasping in air and
her love juices at the same time, causing his body to wrack with coughs – but
he was alive – he had survived.
Opening her eyes and
turning her head to the left, Hannah saw what had collided with her head… the
tiny man that had humped her butt minutes before, standing inches from her face
staring at her. Not even thinking Hannah reached her shaking left hand up and
grasped him in her fist, squeezing him as she continued gasping in air “I
could… could use… a… snack” as she pulled him towards he open mouth screaming.
Reaching forwards and
holding her hand gently Ellen whispered “I promised if he came before you that
we wouldn’t kill him”.
This elicited a
disappointed grunt from Hannah who tossed him over her shoulder to the foot of
the bed, rolling onto her back and pushing herself into a semi-seated position
against the pillows, staring at Ellen with glazed eyes as she continued
panting. Reaching down she slowly removed the dildo from her pussy, feeling her
walls quiver as the ridged edges hit her nerves, making her gasp again. Finally
removing it fully she held it upright as Ellen leant forwards, both curious to
see the result.
“Wow, half full” Ellen
winked at Hannah
“Can’t believe he’s…
alive…” Hannah breathed deeply taking a moment to collect herself before
bringing the toy close to her face “Did you enjoy that? I know I did” looking
at the tiny man submerged up to his waist in her juices “you should have… you
know how lucky you are to have been inside me? Not many men can claim that…
fewer too have lived through it” pushing her exhaustion aside and rallying, she
placed the toy upright on the bedside table and rolled off the bed.
As Hannah walked to
the foot of the bed, Ellen remained on her knees, twisting her upper body to
watch her, curious about where the comments came from.
Reaching to the floor,
Hannah retrieved Ellen’s sock and grabbed the tiny man still at the foot of the
bed “good boy… you’re going nowhere until I say so” crawling onto the bed and
mashing him into Ellen’s left sole pushing him hard enough to make him squeal
in pain. Smiling she rolled his body down the wrinkled and compressed arch
until he reached Ellen’s toes “now stay here” as she used her fingers to force
his body into the crevice beneath the massive digits, before pulling the sock
onto Ellen’s foot for her.
“Thanks babe, I…”
Ellen started but was interrupted by Hannah wrapping her arms around her waist,
kissing and biting her neck, still breathing deeply. Ellen felt tingling
running down her sides as Hannah’s teeth nibbled her skin “well now, where did
thi…” interrupted once more as Hannah shoved Ellen forwards onto her hands and
knees, before pushing her hips and rolling her hard onto her back.
“Lie against the
pillows” Hannah ordered, an uncommon dominating look plastered across her face,
Ellen complied immediately, lying back across the small mountain of softness in
a semi-elevated position. She immediately dropped forwards and started eating
Ellen out, causing Ellen to gasp deeply, her tongue flicking around her lips
and clit lathering saliva across them. Reaching over Hannah grasped the still
half full dildo “still half full… good”
Ellen started
explaining “Yeh its designed so the fluid can get forced in but can’t get OUT!”
yelling the final word as Hannah brought the toy down and shoved it hard into
Ellen’s lips, popping it instantly into her vagina “Oh… god…” Ellen gasped as
Hannah lowered her head and started sucking her clit, rotating the toy and
pulsing it into her
Feeling the
giantesses body roll onto her back, the tiny man felt he was finally safe, he
had survived the ordeal and just had to wait to be removed. This shortly
happened as he felt the walls relax, but still pulse against the toy as he was
pulled out of her, holding the toy upright all the fluid fell to the base of
the dildo, submerging him up to his waist in the fluid as the giantess said
something to him, the sounds muffled. As the giantess put the prison down
upright on the bedside table, he wondered when she would let him out, watching
through the plastic at the large shapes of the women, the plastic made foggy
due to the fluid covering it so he couldn’t really make anything out. Seeing
the shapes move around back onto the bed he was filled with horror as the
smaller frame of the blond reached over and grasped his prison once more,
lifting him and bringing him straight between the legs of the larger giantess.
Not having much time to react he tried to position himself as the toy was
roughly shoved into the second woman’s vagina, terrifying him that he wouldn’t
make it out this time.
Ellen was gasping
deeply as Hannah worked the toy in and out of her, Hannah’s mouth and tongue
pulling and sucking at her clit and sending tingles throughout her body. She
was already turned on by dominating Hannah, and now Hannah’s unexpected and
forceful rebuttal brought her new levels of excitement. Raising her knees
slightly to get a better angle, she felt the tiny man trapped within the
crevice of her left toes squirm in pain as the pressure of the mattress forced
him deeper within them. Smiling she scrunched and flexed her toes, dragging him
in deeper until she felt his face stuck by the webbing between her big and
second toes, pinned in place unable to escape as she squeezed and released his
body, threatening to pop it like a grape at any moment.
Hannah meanwhile was
using the same technique that Ellen had used on her, pushing the dildo in and
twisting it before pulling it out, all the while using her dextrous tongue to
maximum effect, talking to Ellen as she moved in and out “yeh baby… you think
you’re the rough one… just wait for it… I’m going to make you cum…”
Hannah’s dirty talk
was turning Ellen on beyond belief, leaning back and closing her eyes,
focussing on the feelings as she felt her juices begin gushing around the toy
that was being thrust into her.
Thankful that his
prison was on a slight incline and that the fluid was still mostly pooling
around his lower half, the man prayed that this one would cum quicker so he
could be removed. Looking down at the
illuminated fluid, he suddenly felt huge globs of the second giantesses fluids
splattering down onto him. Looking up thinking ‘no’ he could already see her
excretions were far larger than the petite blonde, noting within minutes that
the fluid had crept up to above his hips. Hearing muffled words outside, he
hoped that this was a quicker experience, looking around at the red walls that
enclosed him.
Ellen was on cloud
nine, the feeling of Hannah and the toy was brining shooting tingles from her
hands to her feet, leaving her completely in her own world until she felt
Hannah’s oral attentions cease as the bed rocked below her. Opening her eyes
she looked up at Hannah’s standing form who reached down with her hands out.
As Ellen grabbed her
hands, Hannah ordered her “Get on your knees… now”.
Complying, Ellen
swivelled her legs behind her and propped herself upright on her knees as
Hannah knelt behind her, kissing and biting her neck once more.
As Ellen’s feet met
their new position, the bed pushed them into a bent shape, the tiny man who was
stuck in the crevice of her toes was now squeezed tight by them as they were
forcibly curled inwards, giving him difficulties in breathing.
Recaching both hands
around Ellen, Hannah grasped the dildo once more in her right hand and continued
thrusting it in and out of Ellen, twisting as she did so, her left hand rubbing
her clit in small circular motions which slowly grew in size and speed.
Whispering into her ear “Enjoy this feeling…” biting her neck and shoulder
gently “this last little tiny…” kissing from the outside of her right shoulder,
all the way into her neck and nibbling her ear lobe “is yours to finish off…
I’ve started his demise… now you finish it… drown him in our combined juices”
kissing her allover her upper back, shoulders and neck.
Feeling his world
rocking once more, the tiny man felt his world turn upright as the walls
clamped down on his prison, wondering what was happening now. Not moving for a
moment, his world started moving again as the toy was pulsed in and out of the
giantess’s vagina, twisting as it went. Feeling fortunate that he was upright
with air, he looked up and gasped, seeing even more of the fluid begin seeping
through and raining down on his head and shoulders in huge droplets the size of
tennis balls to him.
He could hear
talking somewhere above him but once again couldn’t make out any words, the
squelching and rumbling sounds emanating from within her body drowning out most
other sounds he suddenly felt aroused. The prospect of surviving but having
been used in this fashion was like a fantasy to him, stiffening his member
which he grasped and started stroking.
Ellen wasn’t usually
one to be brought to orgasm quickly, usually preferring to keep things playing
along for as long as possible, extracting as much pleasure as she could before
cumming. This time however, the combination of dominating Hannah, and then
being dominated herself brought her to bare pretty quickly. Feeling her body
begin to tense up, she reached her hands behind her and grasped Hannah’s hips,
arching her head back and feeling everything coming to a head.
Feeling this, Hannah
stopped twisting the dildo and instead began pumping it in and out of Ellen as
hard and as fast as she could, feeling her arm muscles burn with exertion.
Ellen paused for a
moment, gasping in air and raising her hips slightly and tightening her glutes,
before crashing down hard onto her heels, her body spasming as she yelled out
in ecstasy, all her muscles twitching uncontrollably, gripping Hannah’s hips
hard enough to bruise them, her toes scrunching and compressing the tiny man as
far as his body could take.
Hannah didn’t relent
though, feeling Ellen come to an orgasm, she forced the dildo as deep into her
as she could and began twisting and pulsing it yet again, feeling Ellen shake
uncontrollably as her orgasm consumed her, moaning deeply as she came, holding
her up to stop her falling over, slowing as the aftershocks began to subside.
Holding her like this, Hannah whispered in her ear “atta’ girl” kissing her
gently.
Ellen slumped down
resting her bum on her heels and gasping deeply and looked over her shoulder
“damn girl… we need to do that more often” smiling and kissing Hannah on the
lips.
As he rubbed
himself he felt his body edging to cumming, but was interrupted as the twisting
motion stopped and was instead replaced by a rapid pulsing up and down, causing
his body to bounce around hitting the walls of the dildo. This didn’t stop him
though, he almost felt like he knew the giantess was near, and if she was going
to enjoy using him, he was going to enjoy it too. Hearing and feeling her yell
as she orgasmed, her walls clamped down on his prison as the previous
giantesses had done, this time however the pressure must have been even greater
as the plastic creaked and cracked around him as the toy was twisted back and
forth in place. The thought of being full size and pumping himself into the
space brought him to the edge and he blew his load into the fluids that
surrounded him now up to his chest.
Feeling no motion,
he looked up and realised that the fluid was still seeping through the top and
sides of the toy, soon raising the level to his shoulders, resulting in a fresh
wave of panic, wondering when he would be removed.
“Ok…” gasped Ellen “I
think I’m good – care to do the honours?”
“Sure” Hannah reached
around Ellen once more and gently removed the toy from her pussy. Lifting it up
they could see just the tiny man’s head above the sea of their fluids, pressed
against the plastic gasping in air “wow, so close!” Hannah commented.
Ellen pulled away from
Hannah and turned to face her, grasping her hand that was holding the toy and
brought it to her mouth, licking it from base to tip, cleaning their fluids
from the plastic. Hannah smiled and joined in, cleaning the dildo so they could
see through it better.
Pressing his face
against the plastic and gasping the final pocket of air, the tiny man resigned
himself to death, sobbing as the hope was pulled from him. Suddenly he felt
motion as his prison was pulled from the giantess snatch and raised high. He
still couldn’t see much through the foggy plastic. His prison suddenly
assaulted on two sides by large pink muscles, lapping up their juices and
clearing the toy, he was able to see better. He could make out the two faces
above him looking down smiling ‘when are they going to open this up?’.
“Together?” Ellen
asked
“Together” Hannah
replied as they lent in and kissed eachother passionately, their tongues
probing eachothers mouths and pooling saliva. After a minute then looked down
and brought their mouths to the toy and started pushing the saliva between
their lips onto the tip and forcing it in through the holes with their tongues.
The final air space disappeared and the tiny pushed away completely submerged,
floating in a cocktail of their bodily fluids, pounding the walls around him as
the girls just watched, mouths slightly agape as he began thrashing,
desperately trying to escape, his attempts hopeless. After a handful of
seconds, air bubbles erupted from his mouth and he grasped his neck, thrashing
madly before stopping, his body pulsing and limbs floating freely.
“Oh my god that was so
cool” Hannah commented, placing the toy on the bedside table as Ellen pulled
the covers back and got into the bed. Hannah turned and rubbed her bum into Ellen’s
crotch, snuggling back into her embrace.
Giving the tiny man
trapped under her toes one last squeeze, Ellen closed her eyes and the pair fell
into a deep sleep.
Ellen awoke lying on her right side, squinting
as the sunlight streamed through a gap in the curtains…
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