Summary: It's an all-new streaming site aimed specifically at tiny-related content.
Categories: Vore,
Butt,
Entrapment,
Insertion,
Mouth Play Characters: None
Growth: None
Shrink: Lilliputian (6 in. to 3 in.), Micro (1 in. to 1/2 in.), Minikin (3 in. to 1 in.)
Size Roles: M/f
Warnings: Following story may contain inappropriate material for certain audiences
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 6
Completed: No
Word count: 25124
Read: 35404
Published: July 14 2023
Updated: November 02 2023
Story Notes:
Anyone reading, please feel free to make use of this setting or idea yourself. Keep writing! Just mention me if you do so, please.
I am also including any tag I think may come up, and will try to update if that changes.
1. The Big Idea by Thatgirlyouknow
2. Not So Sneaky by Thatgirlyouknow
3. The Jar by Thatgirlyouknow
4. Chelsea's Surprise by Thatgirlyouknow
5. A Fan Gets to Play by Thatgirlyouknow
6. Setting the New Record by Thatgirlyouknow
The Big Idea by Thatgirlyouknow
Sierra came with a shudder, her toes curling against the carpet at
her computer chair. Every time she started to come down she looked at
the action on the monitor and her vibrator twitched perfectly once
more. She’d quit counting after two and simply let herself ride the
waves of her orgasm, periodically switching videos until she found
the perfect one.
The perfect one at
the moment involved two brunettes playing with a dwindling crowd of
tinies who had been dropped into a large bowl. They’d begun with
twelve and Sierra had been salivating before they even started. By
the time long tongue-heavy kisses were making the little people
vanish she was already well on her way to her first orgasm.
Now that the bowl
was empty, the pair smiled and waved at the camera as the video faded
to black and the video halted entirely.
“Guess that’s my
cue too,” Sierra said to the almost empty room.
With a groan she
slipped her favorite vibrator from her pussy. The shrunken girl
screamed with a surprising amount of energy considering the amount of
work she’d just done. As a former collegiate sprinter she had great
stamina, which Sierra hadn’t considered when she’d shrunk her,
but greatly appreciated multiple times a day.
Sierra didn’t
bother to clean the vibrator before she dropped it into her bottom
desk drawer. The screaming stopped when she slid it shut and Sierra
had barely even noticed it in the first place. Who pays attention to
their toys like that anyway?
“Wish I had the
guts to make my own videos like these,” she muttered as she looked
at the suggested videos on the sidebar of her browser.
Titles like
‘Exxxtreme deepthroat!,’ ‘Backdoor Party for Eight!,’ and
‘Confused new tiny never sees daylight again!’ all seemed like
great options for her next masturbation session in a couple of hours.
She didn’t have any plans on this particularly Saturday.
Until the banner ads
at the top of her favorite website shifted to encourage her to check
out OnlyFans.
And an idea clicked
in her head.
Three hours later
she was sitting down to dinner with her friend David.
“So,” she said
nervously as she picked at her pasta, “I have an idea.”
David leaned back
and looked at Sierra. He towered over her at more than six-foot tall,
and no one ever suspected that his well muscled form actually hid the
mind of a nerd. A nerd with a very specific skillset.
And everyone
suspected that he was in love with Sierra. He knew he was deep in the
friendzone and had thoroughly convinced himself this was fine. For
now. That she’d eventually see who he was on the inside.
“And that makes me
nervous,” he said slowly, “I’m guessing you need my help with
something?”
“I do, but I think
you’re gonna like it.”
Here she paused. She
thought her idea was great. She had done what research she knew to
do. And she was fine with most of what she thought she was getting
into. But to say it out loud to her mostly straight-and-narrow friend
was another thing entirely.
David knew the look
and headed her off before she could go into an adorable period of
inability to speak.
“Stick to the big
parts,” he told her.
“Uh, well, you
watch porn, right?”
David raised an
eyebrow but nodded.
“And you know
about OnlyCheers, right?”
He nodded again.
She wants to
start her own OnlyCheers? She’s gonna be a millionaire in a month,
he thought.
“Well
I want to start my own thing, but with shrinkies.”
David
paused for a moment.
“You
know tiny porn is a thing already, right?” He declined to say just
how much of it he watched.
“I
know, I know,” she said, turning a little red, “And I’m
actually a huge fan, but it’s all amateur stuff out there! Randoms
with a camera on their phone, terrible angles, even worse audio!
Tinies they just found and started using!”
“Well
you make a good point there, but it’s not that simple,” David
responded, leaning forward, “Shrinking is too random and unless
you’ve got a shrink ray hidden somewhere-”
“Pretend
I do,” Sierra broke in excitedly, leaning forward and coming almost
too close to David’s face, “Let’s say we didn’t have to worry
about supply. And I actually want to be shrunk for most of this too-”
David
made a surprised face; the tinies in his favorite porn almost never
survived their first appearance.
“No
no!” she said, “Not like that! We do a script, I’ll be
toughened, we-”
“I
want thirty percent,” David said.
“Ten!”
she shot back. “And you don’t even know what I want you involved
for!”
Five
minutes later they settled on terms they could both agree on.
“I’ll
start putting together a site and figure out the logistics,” David
said, “But you’re sure we can do this shrinking thing safely? For
you obviously, not the other….actresses.”
“Of
course!” Sierra said ecstatically, “We’ll just ignore those
details and not really talk about them.”
Both
Sierra and David paused for a moment before looking toward you, the
reader, in a fourth-wall shattering moment.
“Don’t
think about it too much,” they both said simultaneously, “Just
enjoy it.”
Then
they seemed to ‘snap’ back to their regular selves, with no
knowledge of what they’d just done or said.
“I’ll
pick up the check,” Sierra said as she held her hand up for the
waitress, “See you soon!”
***
Sitting
at his desk in his two-bedroom apartment, David leaned back and
looked at the finished product. It had taken less time than he’d
expected to film their first video but he knew it was about as simple
as it could get. Editing and working out the perspective, video
angles, filters, that had all taken time. Luckily he didn’t need a
roommate and his second bedroom was essentially a fully functioning
tech lab almost wall-to-wall with gadgets and electronics.
“Not
bad, not bad at all,” he said with a smile.
He’d
never admit it to himself but he was actually incredibly conflicted.
On one hand, he was head over heels for Sierra, and going into this
business with her felt like throwing away any possibility of
legitimately being with her. On the other hand, those possibilities
didn’t actually exist and he was getting to live his fetish through
the girl he’d been crushing on for years.
“Now
don’t mind if I do,” he said as he freed his member from his
pants and sat back to watch his finished video. Just because he’d
helped film the video and essentially made it himself didn’t mean
he couldn’t enjoy it.
On
screen Sierra was sitting at a desk, leaning forward and looking
directly into the camera. The astute watcher would see that the
proportions for everything didn’t seem quite right. In the distance
and carefully out of focus was a door and a wall decorated with
ribbons and band posters.
Sierra
wore a bright pink outfit that would have seemed more at home on a
doll. Because that’s where it came from. And
if the desk didn’t seem quite right, that’s because it was made
of plastic; from the side the camera was watching from it wasn’t
obvious that the drawers wouldn’t actually open.
“Hi
everyone!” Sierra said with a giggle. Her long blonde hair was in
pigtails and she’d done her makeup to give her pale complexion a
little more flush. She waved to the camera happily.
“I
want to welcome you all to my show! Not
that long ago I had a great idea.”
She
stood and gave the camera a little twirl.
“I
love love love certain
adult videos, and I know you do too!” She gave the camera a playful
wink.
“And
I realized that if no one was going to make really high quality
content, it would have to be me!”
The
camera zoomed back, slowly, as she stepped to the side of the desk.
“And
if I was going to do my own content, then everyone should have a
place to do it too!”
She
began twisting and turning slowly in a sensual dance that would have
worked better if her outfit hadn’t been made of doll’s clothes.
“So
I’m making my own hosting site, specifically for us to make our own
great content.”
Sierra
reached behind her back and pulled the velcro that held her dress
together at the shoulders. It pulled easily (this transition had
taken five tries to get right), and she let it slip around her
shoulders, not quite showing her breasts.
“I
hope you like it! Because I have a lot
of really fun ideas.”
The
dress slipped over her shoulders and fell to the ground.
“Damn
she’s hot,” David whispered as he stroked himself. His part in
the video had been easy.
The
camera kept zooming out until Sierra’s naked body was completely
visible. She was shaved bare, had a tone runner’s body, and was a
walking wet dream. In short
she looked exactly like David had dreamed. Just not in this specific
context.
“So
if you make tiny related content,” she continued saying as
she walked toward the camera, which moved with her and made it more
and more obvious that she was only two inches tall, “Whether it’s
porn – my personal favorite – a cooking show, or just some good
old-fashioned tiny smushing, if you’re ready to take the next step
and turn your content into a new venture, then OnlyShrinks is for
you!”
Sierra
finished her obvious sales pitch by pointing into the camera and
smiling. She’d finished her walk next to a strategically placed
crayon on purpose; it highlighted how small she was.
“And
this is for you!” a man’s voice said to the side of the camera.
“What?”
Sierra asked in a terrible fake-acting voice, looking to her right
suddenly.
The
camera zoomed out a little more, revealing a massive penis had been
just out of the frame, and from the way it was bouncing it was
obvious its owner, David, was stroking it furiously.
“No,
wait, we’re not makng content yet!” she shouted, doing her best
to act surprised and horrified, “This is just an intro
video and not a-!”
David’s
cock exploded, hitting Sierra in the face with a shot of semen hard
enough to knock her on her back. A second shot pinned her down
further with hot seed, then a third and a fourth, until she was
almost completely covered with jizz.
In
the real world, watching, David came as he watched her get drenched.
He’d saved up for several days for that money shot.
On
screen Sierra pulled herself free of the goo she’d been drenched
in, and the camera shifted to focus on her face as she tried to wipe
off enough semen to be able to speak.
When
she finally made it happen she looked into the camera and said:
“Don’t forget to subscribe!”
***
That
evening David uploaded the video to the new domain he’d purchased,
OnlyShrinks.com, and crossed his fingers that Sierra’s idea worked
out. If nothing else, he knew he’d enjoy making a few videos with
her but if she was correct then they’d both be on their way to an
early retirement.
The
following morning he got a text from Sierra: I luv the site! Any
updates yet?
He
could only tell her no, and held himself back from mentioning
marketing costs and advertising.
Ten
minutes later when he checked the site, three people had visited.
That
evening it was fifty, with two subscribers.
“Twenty
dollars a month,” he said wryly, “I hope we can do better than
that.”
By
the next morning they were up to twelve subscribers, then forty-one
by lunch. And there was a new application for a content creator. The
first of hopefully hundreds.
David
called Sierra when he realized their website came up in the top fifty
search option in a search for ‘tiny porn.’
“We
really need to get on our next video,” he told her as he looked at
their list of brainstormed options, “I say we go with
sneak-and-grab number one, it should be quick and let us get another
video out pretty fast. Gotta keep people interested.”
Sierra
made an affirming noise and David could hear her shuffling papers to
see what exactly he meant.
“Uh,”
she said as she read through the scenario, pretending that reading it
didn’t get her excited, “I guess we can do that one. Tonight at
seven?”
“Yeah,
yeah,” David replied back, trying to act nonchalant and as though
he weren’t harder than steel at that moment.
His
eyes looked at the website stats again, where all the numbers were
shifting upward again. He smiled.
“And
we’ve got another contributor applying already,” he told her, “I
think this was a great idea.”
David’s
raging erection screamed that it was an amazing idea.
Sierra
was wondering if she could force-feed her vibrator to drink an energy
drink.
And
across the world hundreds of viewers on OnlyShrinks began to grow
into thousands.
Not So Sneaky by Thatgirlyouknow
Author's Notes:
I encourage everyone to read the 'streaming' portion of story as though they are watching the video on their own screen.
You may find some inconsistencies and I encourage you to fill the void with whatever works for you.
Sierra leaned against David’s fridge as she sipped her water. She
was fully clothed at the moment, but knew that would change fast. It
was impossible to fully hide her excitement about what they had
planned. And how much money they hopefully making just off their
first video and barely getting their website, OnlyShrinks, started
just barely two days ago.
David was writing
cue cards and talking through their general plan for the next video.
“So I borrowed
some small cameras from the college,” he said, “And they’re
designed to-”
“David, I like
that you’re explaining,” Sierra interrupted, “But I trust you
with this. You’re honestly probably the most trustworthy person I
know,” she added.
This had been
something they discussed before they even moved forward with her plan
of making shrinking themed content. Good, high quality content, that
is. The internet was inundated with amateurs playing with tinies
they’d found or made already, and it turned out that the legal
system hadn’t caught up with changes in reality yet: the big adult
movie producers wouldn’t touch tiny material yet lest they incur
the wrath of future laws.
Which left a void in
the market.
But to fill that
void Sierra had to have someone that she could trust beyond all
doubt. Tinies were almost always destroyed in the best videos, and
never treated with dignity. Which was part of the fun but it
complicated making actual high-quality material.
David knew the ways
of technology and video editing. Sierra was a smoking hot blonde girl
who’d stumbled on a great idea but wanted to survive that idea to
spend her money. And since David was in love with her she knew she
could trust him to not kill her while they filmed. Not to mention he
knew how to work the vague and almost horrifyingly convenient
shrinking process in the perfect way for their videos.
“And you still
don’t want an explanation of how the shrinking thing works?” he
asked as he continued scribbling out their plan for the video.
“Absolutely not,”
she said, “It’s easier to enjoy if I let you do the technical
stuff. Just make sure I’m super tough and if-when-we bring in more
actresses they’re as tough as we want them to be.”
“Heh, actresses,
that’s a good word for it,” David said as he tapped the list of
scenario names for emphasis. “Gonna be some great acting in ‘Dinner
for Twelve’ or ‘Toy Testing’ one through eight.”
“So how much of
this do you think we’ll actually make?” she asked as she looked
through their pile of ideas. “Most of this really was just some
rough brainstorming.”
“Oh I’m sure
we’ll get through a lot of it at some point, but if your website
idea really takes off then we won’t need to do all the work
ourselves. Just enough to get it momentum, then if we’re getting
ten percent of everything that comes in…”
“That’ll add up
really fast,” Sierra finished for him.
“Exactly. The real
money is always in management.”
David sat up and
laid out the materials they needed to film their next video. The idea
was very simple. But to make it look good, professional, and really
maximize potential?
David knew the way.
***
Sierra crouched
carefully outside her brother’s doorway. It was unnecessary in
reality; at three inches tall no one would have looked down to see
her. A glance under the door gap just confirmed what she knew to be
true: her brother was still sitting at his computer desk with his
shorts around his feet.
“Gross,” she
muttered before getting on her belly.
Sierra didn’t like
crawling on the carpet in the nude, especially as small as she was,
but otherwise there was no getting into her brother’s room. The
carpet fibers tickled her everywhere and she giggled a little when
fibers touched all the right places. But she stayed focused and
before she knew it she was in her brother’s room.
Standing, she
couldn’t help but look at her ‘brother’ David. She could tell
he was naked too, but luckily couldn’t see anything gross from her
vantage point. Even at normal size he towered over her and if they
hadn’t been related she could consider him attractive. At her
current height he was a skyscraper that was moaning faintly at the
lewd images she could see on the screen.
“Ew,” she said
again when she pretended to just realize what he was doing.
David smiled as he
slowly stroked himself. The video on screen, ‘Stuck Stepmother Gets
Big Surprise,’ was doing wonders for him and he had to be careful
to pace himself. Out of the corner of his eyes he’d seen movement
near the base of his door. The video they were filming should be easy
to do for both of them, and this time David knew he had the harder
acting roll: Pretending to be oblivious until he ‘caught’ his
fake sister.
Sierra looked around
the room until she saw her brother’s jeans tossed casually onto his
bed. The legs were on the floor but the important parts, the pockets,
were a mile’s climb upward.
“Of course they
are.”
She darted across
the open carpet, pretending to be afraid as she technically entered
David’s field of view. He leaned forward and pretended to be too
focused on his video but Sierra could see his smile change.
Dramatically she paused and looked upward at him, only a few feet but
seemingly miles away. Too far for her to run quickly but a light
casual two steps for him.
At normal sizes,
climbing the relative distance up the side of a building to get to
the top of the bed would have been impossible. But Sierra climbed up
the side of David’s jeans easily; the material was essentially
completely made of hand and footholds and she felt light as a
feather.
In fact the hardest
part of the climb was ignored the little cameras that were floating
around her body, strategically getting exciting views of her climbing
legs and ass for David to edit together later. He assured her the
little floating cameras would be easy to take out of the actual
video.
Halfway up she
paused and looked over at David. It wasn’t acting when she gasped.
From this angle she could see about twice as much dick as she’d
expected to see. She knew the guy was head over heels with her, and
knew what they were doing would probably worsen that, but if she’d
have known he was packing almost her entire forearm in his pants she
may have given him a real chance.
During their
previous video she’d been so nervous about her first time ‘acting’
that she’d only actually gotten a worm’s-eye view; she knew his
cockhead was massive and that was about it. Seeing it in its full
length was something else entirely.
It was just a plus
that this was a scripted ‘acting’ event for which she could have
won an Emmy.
As it was she caught
herself rubbing between her legs for a moment before stopping
herself. It didn’t occur to her that while David’s feelings for
her were only going to increase with their endeavor, her own might
change as well.
Shaking herself back
into focus, she started climbing again.
It didn’t take
long for her to crest the side of the bed. Once on top she stayed on
all fours for a minute to catch her breath, no longer thinking at all
about camera angles and good acting. This part had become real enough
for her.
She spared a glance
for her ‘brother,’ still slowly stroking himself now to a video
of ‘Movie and a Dinner.’ He still appeared engrossed in his own
pleasure and she stole quietly toward the pocket of his pants where
his car keys were conveniently half hanging out already.
“Good thing he’s
a minimalist,” Sierra said to herself as she grabbed his keyring.
The keys were almost
as long as she was tall but there were only two to carry; one for the
house and one for his car. They clinked together gently but when
Sierra looked up with a wince at the noise she saw David hadn’t
heard over the sound of a little woman’s screams as she looked
through a pair of lips at the movie she’d been watching with her
date minutes prior. Shrinking had happened at an inopportune time for
her, but at a great time for her hungry boyfriend and everyone who
got to watch the video that he so thoughtfully made.
Sierra grinned; she
loved that particular video too.
Carefully she
dragged the keys closer to the edge of the bed, one yank at a time.
Then, near the edge, she paused and looked down at the carpet. Her
heart leapt into her chest and she was hit with a wave of vertigo
looking down at the epic distance. She shook her head and oriented
herself again, then looked at the keys, mentally trying to judge how
much noise they might make when she dropped them.
“Maybe I can-”
she started to say, but then the sound of a squeaking chair made her
pause in sudden terror.
“What do we have
here?” David said as he looked down at her.
“Oh shit!”
Sierra said, not acting at all at this point.
He towered over her
and she realized she’d never get used to this feeling. While they
filmed their first video half of the ‘takes’ had been messed up
purely by her not being able to handle how big he was. For this
particular video the more panicked she was the better it seemed.
Her scream as his
massive hand wrapped around her was completely real. She didn’t see
his other hand snatch up a long sock.
“You’re just
what I need,” David told her as he walked back to his computer
chair. “Squirm good, okay?”
“No, wait I-!”
Sierra tried to yell, but before she could complete her sentence her
face was being smashed against the blazing heat of David’s massive
rod.
When they’d
discussed the scene Sierra had been sure she’d just keep her mouth
shut during this part. Partly to not taste David’s cock, and not to
have any of his emissions get into her mouth as well. David
understood and agreed with what she said; he knew very well once she
was helping him along the way it would be impossible to completely
meet those terms.
What she hadn’t
expected was how good it would taste. Maybe it had something to do
with her different size, some difference in molecules landing on her
tastebuds. But the usually slightly-gross taste of precum instead
made her ‘ooh!’ in surprised delight.
Until he started
actually masturbating by dragging her body up and down his shaft as
he stroked himself.
The cameras picked
up her screams very well.
David wished he
could have made the moment last longer but knew in post-editing he
could find ways to drag it out. Between the video on screen, now
‘Surprise Shrinkie at Park,’ and Sierra finally on his cock there
was no chance.
Quickly as he felt
the moment approaching he grabbed his sock and held the end of it
over his cock.
He groaned as he
came, shooting his load into the laundry and making sure to get as
much on Sierra as possible along the way. David felt his balls unload
like they never had before and he was glad he’d saved up for the
past few days. Having a tiny, and Sierra herself at that, was
incredible on his rod.
The orgasm died down
too early, but far too late for Sierra. She found herself covered in
jizz once more, and this time she-
David adjusted his
grip around his tiny toy and grinned down at her.
“I know just the
place for a little cum-catcher like yourself,” he told her.
“No wait-!” she
tried to yell, but David wasn’t listening.
Almost idly, David
turned over his cum-soaked sock and positioned Sierra over the
opening. She fell in with a surprised squeak and quickly David rolled
the sock up as she tumbled down toward the toes.
“Enjoy your stay,”
he said as he stood, wiping the last of his leaking cock on the
balled up sock, “If you survive the laundry you can go for a second
round.”
Sierra screamed as
he tossed the sock basketball-style into his laundry basket.
***
That evening Sierra
and David were sitting around his small dining room table, drinking
coffee. They had rewatched their first video in an attempt to be
clinical and professional about their endeavor. Then they watched the
rough cut of that earlier day’s filming that David had so far put
together.
“You, uh, you came
a lot,” Sierra said, trying to act nonchalant and as though she
hadn’t masturbated three times already to how getting drenched had
felt that morning. And the idea that she’d been casually folded up
inside a cum sock. Not to mention how incredibly helpless she’d
actually have been if David had actually left her there; she’d been
completely unable to wiggle free before he rescued her.
She was stunned how
much feeling helpless had done it for her.
“Well you know,”
David said as he admired both his handiwork at video editing and how
Sierra looked against his cock, “I saved up.”
Sierra looked at him
and raised an eyebrow. She’d have had fun even with half as much
emission. The thrill of being tiny, with someone who wasn’t going
to do terrible things to her (without her permission, at least), had
been incredible. Somehow the idea that he’d prepared more just for
her made her like the situation even more.
“For the video,”
he added quickly, misinterpreting her look, “Those guys in all the
pornos save up so when the money shot comes you get a lot.”
“Right, right,”
she said, finally blushing and breaking eye contact.
“So how is the
site and everything else going?” Sierra asked, “Are we making any
money yet?”
She told herself it
was still purely about the money.
“Well, this is
only our second video,” David said, “And it’s not up yet, but
the site traffic is growing relatitvely fast, and we’ve got one
other creator who submitted a trial video. Quality control, you
know.”
Sierra groaned.
David kept himself from telling her any actual numbers yet.
Considering they’d only been in business for a couple of days
things were looking good.
“So that’s a
no?” she asked, making herself sound exasperated, as though
yesterday had been a chore and not a fun adventure punctuated by
moments of terror.
“Too early to
tell,” David said, “Once word gets out more, they’ll come.”
Yes I-they-will,
Sierra though as she drained her coffee.
The Jar by Thatgirlyouknow
Sierra looked over David’s shoulder at their website statistics. It
was still relatively small, but it was very obvious to both of them
that her idea had been great.
“So, three other
contributors now, right?” she asked as she sipped her coffee.
“Three approved
and producing,” he replied, tapping one number she’d missed,
“With two waiting for approval and the…” David paused as he
scrolled up, “twelve that we denied.”
“Maybe we should
approve more people?” Sierra said, but she knew they wouldn’t.
She and David had
talked at the beginning of their endeavor about their goals for Only
Shrinks. They both wanted to have fun, and that was certainly coming
true, but they also wanted good, high quality content. If it would
look at home at an amateur video site, they didn’t want it.
Which meant they
were only allowing around a fourth of all applicants to actually use
their site to host their videos.
The money was just
starting though, and it was undeniable they’d both be able to
retire early.
“Quality over
quantity,” David said back to her, pointing at another number.
A big number
compared to her previous part-time jobs.
“Right, right. And
we’ve got to do a good variety.”
“Hence tod-”
“Hence today,”
she interrupted.
With a nervous smile
Sierra drained her coffee.
“Is everything
ready? Everybody?”
David stood and held
out to her a list of cue cards.
“You got some
studying to do, young lady,” he said with a grin. “Only one take,
so just try to throw these in when they make sense.”
Sierra groaned but
took the cards. They had to make this look good or they were no
better than the amateurs they were trying to beat.
“I’m
gonna like this, I’m gonna like this,” she muttered to herself as
she went to sit on the couch.
At
the computer David started texting his friends to come over. All of
them.
***
Sierra faked a groan
and rolled onto her back. The ground was cold underneath her, and
smooth. And cold.
She sat up slowly,
exaggerating how confused she was. It was surprisingly easy to do;
the shrinking process disoriented her and for this particular video
they hadn’t even attempted to do multiple takes. This time it was
all or nothing and the more confused she was the better.
David knew what the
safe word was. And while Sierra trusted him deeply, she couldn’t
be entirely sure if he’d stop the show if she used it. Or if she’d
want to at all. Or if he’d even hear her.
“Am I-” she
asked rhetorically as she looked down.
Naked as the day she
was born. Sierra made a brief show of trying to cover herself
modestly but stopped pretty fast; it was obvious she had bigger
problems once she looked at her surroundings.
“Okay, it’s a
jar.”
Sierra turned slowly
in a circle tried not to shudder as she realized where she was.
“A mason jar? What
the he---?”
The outside view was
slightly warped from the curve of the glass but it was easy enough to
see she was in a boy’s dorm room. There were posters of
half-dressed women on the wall, an almost too-full trash can.
And-
“Hey! Hey you!”
Sierra yelled out to the tall man she could see with his back turned
to her.
She ran to the side
of her jar prison and banged on the side of the glass to get his
attention.
“Hey! Something
happened to me and I need your…” her voice trailed off as David
turned around.
“Your…”
David grinned down
at her as he stroked his length. In her haste to be rescued she
hadn’t noticed he wasn’t wearing pants.
“Oh shit.”
“Finally awake I
see?” he asked rhetorically as he strode toward the jar.
Sierra screamed and
backpedaled but only succeeded in tripping over her own feet and
falling to her backside on the cold glass. She tried to crawl away
but soon hit the far side. Above her David was stroking his titanic
cock and looking down at her with a terrifying grin.
“About time, I’ve
been edging for an hour!”
As though to prove
her right, David held his cock over the edge of the jar and Sierra
shuddered as a clear drop of pre-cum seeped out. The single clear
drop landed not far from her and she screamed again when it landed.
“Hold still!”
Sierra looked up and
kept screaming as she realized what was happening.
David groaned as he
stroked faster and finally let his climax approach. Looking down at
Sierra had him way hotter than his chosen video, ‘Locker Room,’
ever had. She looked up at him with a terrified beautiful face and he
knew right then and there that even if she yelled out their safeword
he couldn’t stop.
The tiny blonde girl
stared in horror at the gigantic cock above her. The hand pumping it
was a blur, its bulbous head shook wildly, and precum almost rained
down on her.
Then David’s moan
changed pitch.
Sierra had just
enough time to notice the change in noise before the first shot of
semen rocketed toward her. It landed far enough from her that Sierra
almost had a moment’s relief. The second shot landed nearer still,
making her scream as hot liquid splashed onto her leg.
“What are you
doing?!” she tried to yell upward, “What the fu-”
Another shot of
steaming hot juice hit her square in the stomach and knocked her onto
her back once more. Stunned, Sierra tried to take a deep breath but
yet another blast landed next to her face where just enough splashed
into her mouth that she could only choke on it.
Fuck!
she thought as she tried desperately to roll away, coughing out the
mouthful of spunk, Why does it-
Another
glob of fluid landed next to her just as she managed to take another
breath.
I’m gonna die
but it tastes-
Stop it!
she told herself, Remember it’s just acting!
There
was a groan from far above and the jar shook gently as David unseen
wiped his cock on the rim.
Acting is gonna
be a lot harder this time...
The
tiny blonde girl didn’t finish her thought but instead managed to
get to her knees, then feet. Spunk clinging to her legs made her
stumble but she caught herself on the side of the jar and looked up
just in time for one final drop of semen to fall slowly toward her.
She shrieked and tried to move but stumbled instead.
David
smiled as he watched Sierra be covered in his jizz again. He had,
again, saved up for days. He’d even changed his diet so that
hopefully his jizz would taste better for her. She’d done a good
job of pretending but David had known the blonde for too long; he
knew she loved the taste.
Sierra
tried to ignore how tasty her best friend’s sperm was as she
desperately tried to get his seed out of her hair.
Act! Do the
lines! she reminded herself.
“You
jerk!” she yelled upward as David turned and walked away, “Get
back here and let me --”
David
pulled on his pants as she yelled.
“Let
me out of --”
She
slowed down on the yelling when it was obvious David wasn’t paying
attention.
“You
can’t just leave me like this…” she said when she realized he
was about to leave.
In
the distance David opened the massive door and Sierra resigned
herself to standing very carefully in her current spot: if she moved
the still-hot jizz would stick to her foot hard enough she knew she’d
fall into it and get covered again. At least now she was almost
drip-drying and -
Another
man entered the room.
“-gonna
be great!” the man said as he looked at the jar, “Ten bucks too?
Deal of the century!”
“No!”
Sierra screamed as she realized what was really happening, “No! You
can’t! I’m not that kind of girl!”
The
man gave no sign that he heard her, or cared, and instead didn’t
even bother dropping his pants around his ankles as he pulled out his
hard cock; simply freeing himself with them half down his thighs.
Sierra almost sighed with relief when she saw it wasn’t as big as
David’s. Then the newcomer freed his balls too and she could only
squeak in terror. His shaft may have been just average but his balls
looked titanic.
“Oh
shit,” she muttered when she looked around at her surroundings,
trying in vain to find a place to hide.
“Fuckin’
awesome,” the man said as he stroked himself, “Hold still honey,
this won’t take long!”
Sierra
instead raged against the side of the jar, throwing herself against
the glass in vain and pounding against it with her fists.
“Let
me out!” she screamed, “You can’t do this to me I’m-”
Above
her the man only grinned at her panicked responses and stepped up
close to the jar as he stroked himself. He wasn’t quite as tall as
David but that only meant that Sierra could hear the swishing of the
stroking hand even better, and got a closer look as the first shot of
jizz launched directly at her.
She
had just enough time to scream before steaming white goo struck her
directly on her bare chest. She was smashed against the wall, then
bounced and landed in the pile of jizz she’d just escaped from.
Sierra’s scream cut off as her mouth was filled with slime again
and she watched through blurred vision as the giant above did his
best to drown her.
When
he was finally done shooting his load onto her, Sierra struggled back
to her feet, not-quite-fake horrified.
“Fuck
you’re hot!” the man said from far too close, and Sierra shrieked
when she looked and saw his face inches from the jar.
“Get
back in there!” he said with a laugh, and tapped the side of the
jar.
It
was enough impact that Sierra fell down again into the slime that
she’d just climbed out of.
By the time she struggled free the man was already leaving the room
and she heard him call out in a disgustingly cheerful voice: “Next!”
“No! No next! No
next!” she yelled out, knowing it was useless. Sierra tried to wipe
off some of the gunk that was stuck to her breasts but sighed in
defeat as the massive door opened again.
At least this guy
was cuter.
By the time the
third load was done being squirted onto Sierra she was ankle-deep in
inescapable, uncomfortably warm jizz.
Shaking, she did her
best to hold still. Her hair was stuck together, every inch of her
was covered in semen, but she told herself if she just held still it
wouldn’t be as bad.
“Just...just don’t
move...okay?” she said aloud, as though she could convince herself
she wasn’t stuck in a jar whose sides were increasingly hard to see
through.
The fourth guy hit
the side of the jar with his cock as he came. Not only was Sierra
knocked screaming into her goopy surroundings, his aim was almost
supernaturally good. She felt shot after shot of hot seed keep
knocking her down every time she tried to struggle free to catch a
breath of air.
By the time she
managed to get back to her feet, man number five was already halfway
to his own climax. Watching her struggle while almost swimming in
semen was all he needed.
“Stop I can’t-!”
Whatever she
couldn’t do, he wasn’t hearing. Nor was he interested in.
“Right where you
belong,” he said with a smile as he saw Sierra struggling to regain
her footing after he covered her with his four-day load.
Sierra stopped
counting after that; it was all she could do to keep her head above
the steadily rising levels of semen.
Each new guy made it
a point to try and cover her and steadily her wiggle room grew
smaller and smaller. On the one hand, the thicker-than-water fluid
almost held her upright and kept her from outright drowning. On the
other hand it was increasingly hard to move to try and save herself a
faceload of man juice.
And Sierra couldn’t
help but notice the jizz was increasingly holding her feet to the
bottom of the jar; there would be no swimming upward as the levels
rose.
“Stop!” she
tried to yell out as each man came in the jar, each faster than the
one before, “I’m gonna go under! Stop!”
At this point she
was standing on her tip-toes, not that any one else could see.
Submerged to her shoulders every bump of the jar caused a wave that
threatened to drown her.
Another man came and
she was felt jizz sitting consistently at her chin.
Sputtering she tried
to spit out what was constantly flowing into her mouth but only
looked up just in time to realize this time it wasn’t just one man:
it was three.
“Put this little
bitch under!” one of them laughed, and Sierra looked around herself
in terror.
Surely they
wouldn’t actually-
More
hot jizz landed next to her, this splash making her tilt her head
back carefully to keep her face above jizz level.
Oh shit oh shit
oh shit-
Then
the next man came; not as much as the first but enough that only with
great effort could Sierra keep her face higher. Her neck bent back
painfully and she knew if anyone bumped the jar and made a wave she
was done for. Through gunk-covered eyes she could only look on,
terrified, as yet another cock came into vision and began dumping its
load almost directly onto her.
No! Safe word!
What was the safe word?!
“Banana!”
She yelled desperately as soon only her mouth and nose were visible
above the pool of semen that encompassed her. “Sandwich! Car!
Building!”
David
held out his hand to the line of waiting guys.
“Need
to go check on the toy!” he said to a chorus of groans.
When
the trio left David walked into the room and smiled. There, mouth
just above the level of jizz, was Sierra. Barely visible amongst
fluids he shuddered to think about.
And
her mouth was moving rapidly.
Glad that’s not
me in there, he thought with a
chuckle as he watched her lapping up whatever came her way.
“Well,
looks like things are good in here,” he said to himself as he
thought about how much money he was making.
Back
in the hallway he looked at the line of still-waiting guys. There
were at least fifteen remaining.
“Who’s
next?” he asked with a smile.
***
The
following afternoon, after three showers finally let Sierra feel
clean again, she was back at David’s house. She’d just watched
the video that he’d put together in record time and was trying to
pretend she wasn’t soaking wet.
“So,
um, I don’t think I want to do that one again,” she said, knowing
David wasn’t fooled by her tone.
He
nodded and played along; it was always possible they’d revisit the
concept but for the moment they needed to keep their videos diverse
to keep new subscribers coming to their website.
“Sure,
sure,” he replied, “I think we should keep switching it up
anyway, one of our contributors is doing something similar but
gangbang style and-”
“Can
we just-” Sierra paused with her hand halfway to her jeans-clad
crotch and froze. “Money. We’re making money, right?”
David
pretended he didn’t notice her automatic urge to masturbate.
“Hand
over first,” he told her, “Hand over fist.”
Then
he slid a piece of paper toward her. She picked it up and almost
orgasmed just imagining her next ordeal.
“I
think we should do this one next.”
Sierra
just nodded, knowing exactly who she needed to call.
Chelsea's Surprise by Thatgirlyouknow
Sierra sat up groggily and groaned, not quite as exaggerated as she
expected to. Being shrunk was still disorienting but she found
herself getting used to it. And she was getting surprisingly used to
waking up naked in strange places…
“Okay, so I’m….”
She stood and turned
around in a slow circle. All around her was what appeared to be a
cheaply furnished living room. Sierra could see that she was laying
on a coffee table that could’ve been purchased for twenty dollars,
on the walls in the distance were several stereotypical ‘Live,
Laugh, Love’ signs, and the walls were a clean off-white color. The
couch looked relatively newer but everything would be perfectly in
place with what a poor college student could afford.
“Someone’s
apartment?”
There was a brief
flicker of movement to her left and she turned that way. Far away was
the kitchen area and a titanic door. The movement itself had vanished
and Sierra knew this was on purpose; the filming drones were for all
intents and purposes invisible. But for this video to work out well
she and her fellow actresses would need at least a little guidance to
come together.
She and David had
agreed on small flickers of visibility for those drones in order to
keep the events moving.
Pretending to be
worried she jogged to the edge of the coffee table and avoided
looking straight down. The fall wouldn’t hurt her at all but there
was no reason to make that obvious information. Plus it was just
flat-out scary to see the ground so far below her.
“Hello?” she
yelled out into the empty apartment.
Faint yelling from
below came back to her and she knelt carefully to look over the edge.
Another woman on the
ground was yelling up to her.
“HEY!” the other
woman yelled, waving her arms frantically, “What the hell is going
on?”
Sierra kept herself
from giggling. She knew exactly what was going on.
“I have no idea!”
she lied back with a yell, “How did we get here?”
They’d been
carefully delivered and placed in several locations around the
apartment. Her friend Chelsea’s apartment, specifically. Where some
of the other actresses had all came from she wasn’t sure, but she
could recognize the redhead below her. This one she’d shrunk at the
library herself earlier that day.
The two shouted back
and forth for several exchanges, the redhead getting no information
and Sierra barely being able to cover her excitement with feigned
fear at their situation.
“Hey, someone
else!” Sierra shouted, grateful that another tiny had appeared from
under the couch.
At three inches tall
the little women were all easy to see, and Sierra was pleased to see
they were all what David would call ‘smoking hot.’ In total the,
including they had shrunken nine woman including herself, but only
seven women showed up on the ground below her. She’d been
deliberately placed on the coffee table to try and force a type of
leadership role while the rest were on the ground.
Where’s the
other one? she wondered as
she recounted only seven others below her. Only eight?
Instead
she yelled down to the rest: “Any way to get me down from here?”
And
right on cue the front door, on the far side of the kitchen area,
opened.
Sierra
feigned terror at the sight of her best friend walking into the
kitchen. Those below her didn’t have to feign anything. They
scattered, drawing the giantess’s eye instantly at
their terrified scattering.
At
full size Chelsea wasn’t physical intimidating at all, aside from
the boys who were too nervous to talk to the little firecracker.
Standing
at four-foot eight inches tall, Chelsea towered over no one normally.
Her personality outshone her lack of height, starting with
bright purple hair and continuing with an almost overwhelming
enthusiasm for anything remotely fun. She may have been half a foot
shorter than Sierra normally but she was curvy in a way that even
Sierra, who knew she was stunning, was a little jealous. Sierra
technically had bigger breasts but Chelsea’s proportions put her in
another league.
And
right now that beautiful cheerful face was looking into her living
room, confused at what she was seeing.
“Are
those-?” she asked rhetorically as she tossed her keys onto the
kitchen table.
Her
eyes were sharp and she knew exactly what she was looking at: a
single tiny stuck on her coffee table and a number of others all
sprinting to hide under her couch. Acting
this part out was easy for her. It was exactly what she would have
done if she hadn’t expected this event anyway. David, Sierra’s
not-quite-boyfriend, had deposited these tinies in her apartment not
that long ago with Chelsea’s permission.
She
was very excited at both the idea of what she was going to get to do
now, and the fact that it was all going to be filmed by essentially
invisible camera drones.
“Hey
wait!” Chelsea called out excitedly, the fatigue of her long and
crappy workday fading instantly. “I just wanna-”
The
statement stopped halfway when it was obvious none of the tinies were
going to stop running. At
least the blonde on the coffee table knew there was nowhere to go.
That’s Sierra!
she reminded herself, No playing with the blonde!
“Fine!”
she said to the rest as
she walked quickly to her living room, “Be that way!”
Sierra
pretended to run from her giant friend but there truly was nowhere to
go without jumping off the coffee table which seemed to her to be a
fall of almost fifty feet. Her jog may have been poorly acted but her
shout of surprise wasn’t: Chelsea knelt down and used her hand to
brace herself as she looked under the couch. The simple act shook the
furniture enough that it threw Sierra off her feet.
By
the time she recovered, Chelsea was unceremoniously dropping the rest
of the tinies two and three at a time onto the coffee table as well.
Their hiding spot had been surprisingly barren of hiding spots. Under
the couch was a long shallow box Chelsea used for extra storage and
they’d immediately hit that barrier and easily been caught.
When
all of them, eight in total, had been deposited onto the table
Chelsea stood and looked down at them with an annoyed smile. It
didn’t occur to her that there was supposed to be nine.
“You
know, if you’re all going to crash in my apartment you could at
least say hi!”
The
group of tinies huddled together under her watchful eye, and they
looked between Chelsea and Sierra almost equally. Since she’d
started out ‘higher’ than they had they found themselves looking
at her as the most trustworthy.
“It’s
gonna be okay,” Sierra told them in a rushed voice. She knew she
wasn’t that great of an actor but she compensated by just talking
quicker to seem nervous. “It’s all gonna turn out great and we’re
gonna get home and-”
“No
it isn’t!” a redheaded woman shouted, “I know what we do with
tinies because I always-”
“Hey!”
Chelsea said, “Eyes up here!”
Everyone
other than Sierra looked upward in terror. She
maneuvered herself to the best of the crowd.
Sierra
looked to her right where she hoped there was an invisible camera
drone. She licked her lips suggestively, then winked.
This is gonna be
fun.
“I
haven’t had a girls’ night in forever,” Chelsea continued,
giving them all a smile that almost put them at ease. It was hard to
imagine this girl had a mean bone in her body. “So your timing
couldn’t be better.”
With
that said she peeled her shirt off and revealed a toned stomach and
perky breasts.
The nice work blouse was tossed into the corner and she stretched her
arms upward, seemingly miles above the awestruck tinies.
“What
do we do?” the same redhead said, breaking the spell of Chelsea’s
mesmerizing body, “We gotta get out of here!”
“Oh
that’s better,” Chelsea said when she looked down again. “Nothing
like taking the bra off after a long day, am I right?”
When
no one responded she frowned.
“You
know, if you’re gonna be that way then I’m just gonna….”
She
leaned forward and the crowd scattered again as she reached toward
them.
“Hey!
I’m just gonna get girl’s night started!” she said with a grin
that would have put no one at ease if they had seen it.
Sierra
ran with the scattering crowd, doing her best to hold back a
delighted shriek. All around her the other tinies were screaming in
terror and a glance behind showed her Chelsea was reaching slowly
toward them, making it more dramatic. All eight of them were running
the length of the coffee table, knowing it was vain but unable to
stop themselves regardless.
“Oh
no!” Sierra yelled with as much authenticity as possible, “Look
out!”
The
redhead who had been talking to her moments ago looked backward just
in time to miss Sierra’s foot striking out to trip her.
She
went down with a scream and a terrified glance.
“No!
Wait!” the redhead screamed, causing Sierra and the crowd to all
look backward.
Sierra
did her best to turn her gleeful smile into a look of terror before
the other tinies could see her.
Someone
screamed as Chelsea pinched the redhead’s leg.
“Somebody
help her!”
The
redhead was lifted upward rapidly as Chelsea straightened and held
her upside-down in front of her face. She gave the tiny woman a
friendly smile and licked her lips.
“Thanks
for volunteering, did you know I’m originally ginger?” she asked
rhetorically as the fluffed her purple hair. Chelsea looked down at
the rest of the crowd that had paused, horrified, unable to look away
from what was about to happen.
With
a wink she told them, “I
still kinda am, you’ll see
in a bit.”
Sierra
flushed and smiled but the rest of the group shuddered, reminding
Sierra to watch her expressions. They needed to think she was another
victim, not in on the game.
Then
Chelsea theatrically leaned her head back and lifted the redhead
above her face. Someone cried out in terror; Sierra felt her pussy
roar with excitement.
The
redhead screamed beautifully as Chelsea lowered her into her mouth
headfirst. She wrapped her lips around the tiny woman and the scream
went silent. The purple-haired girl looked down at the remaining
tinies gave them a smile and another wink, then sucked the poor
girl’s legs fully into her mouth.
And
swallowed.
Someone
screamed again and Sierra tried to not roll her eyes as one of her
actresses passed out. She barely managed to keep her annoyed groan in
check; by the time she looked back at Chelsea the woman had finished
at least one additional swallow and was making a yummy sound.
I wanted to see
that part too! she thought,
angry at the girl who had
passed out.
Chelsea
grinned as the little girl finally went down her gullet.
“Now
that’s how to start girl’s night,” she said as she patted her
belly.
Sierra
couldn’t hear screaming from that distance but she could imagine.
And she knew the tiny camera that Chelsea had swallowed earlier would
be capturing incredible scenes both now and later. They could only
hope the cameras Chelsea had carefully deposited in her other
orifices worked well; David wasn’t sure how well those angles would
work given the lack of space.
“Oh
geez,” Chelsea said with a gasp, “That one’s a kicker!”
Her
hand settled over her stomach and she tapped it twice, then shook her
hips.
“I
picked a good one!” she giggled.
Then
she looked down at the crowd, careful not to give Sierra – who was
the only blonde and thus easily identified – any particular notice.
It was easy currently; one of the tinies was passed out with two
others kneeling over her. The remaining three
were too terrified to move.
Her
hand knocked the two ‘helpful’ tinies out of the way and she
pinched the unconscious black-haired girl around the waist.
“Unlike
this one,” she said with a grumble. Chelsea shook the little girl
once. Twice. Then groaned. “She’ll wake up in time for dinner.”
With
that said she wiggled the rest of the way out of her skirt and let it
fall to the ground. Beneath she wore a tiny pair of red panties that
only technically didn’t count as lingerie. The group of tinies
began to get its bearings once more and unconsciously
started backing away.
The
action was noted by Chelsea who rolled her eyes. Before they could do
anything more she walked quickly into the kitchen. She returned
almost instantly with a clear plastic container and
the unconscious woman was nowhere to be seen; Sierra couldn’t be
certain but there was a deep skillet on the stove she suspected was
no longer empty.
“No
wait we-” someone tried to yell, but Chelsea unceremoniously pushed
the crowd to the side of the coffee table, then over the edge where
they fell into the container.
Sierra
managed to get another tiny under her as she fell, so she only had
the wind knocked out of her.
“Sorry!
Sorry!” she said falsely as she rolled off the other girl. Her roll
put her right on top of another one, but when she tried to compensate
again the entire crowd was rocked by Chelsea’s walking.
“Here,
take a seat everyone,” Chelsea told them as she sat cross legged on
her bed.
She
dumped the container full of tinies onto the pink bedspread. Sierra
found herself on top of another girl once more, upside down and in a
very fun position. She looked at the finely shaven snatch directly in
front of her face and felt something brush against her own soaking
pussy.
“Ack!”
whoever it was below her said, “I’m not into that and-” her
hands tried to push Sierra away but she screamed instead.
Sierra
groaned as the tiny was pulled from underneath her. In her
desperation the tiny woman had tried to grab anything of Sierra she
could but only managed to brush her clit.
“Great
idea!” Chelsea said happily when
she saw that action, “Who
doesn’t love a little girl on girl?”
“No!”
the little woman screamed as she was brought closer to the giantess,
“Please no!”
Instead
she was dropped onto Chelsea massive breast and pushed face-first
into her nipple.
She
must have reflexively bitten, because Chelsea let out a squeal of
pleasure as she ground the tiny more roughly into her areola.
“And
you said you weren’t into this!” she laughed as she reached down
for another tiny, “Nibble away sweet thing!”
The
tiny struggled under her nipple as she picked up another girl right
next to Sierra. This one didn’t manage any words with her own
screaming as she was lifted upward.
“And
you look like a sweet little thing too,” Chelsea crooned as she
slipped this tiny between her lips feet-first.
Her
teeth squeezed the woman’s back and torso briefly, but Chelsea held
herself back and carefully slipped the woman just far enough into her
mouth that only her snack’s face was visible.
Chelsea
moaned loudly as her tongue sought out between the woman’s legs.
The burst of flavor changed the tiny’s screams for just a second
and Sierra locked eyes with the tiny woman. It was obvious she
couldn’t resist the massive tongue probing between her legs. Sierra
knew if she was closer she could hear a moan of pleasure from
the little woman.
Then
she was sucked entirely into Chelsea’s mouth with a shriek. A
bulge formed down Chelsea’s throat as she swallowed the poor girl
down.
“Ahhh,”
Chelsea said with a sigh as she moved her other shrunken woman from
her nipple to over her stomach.
The
screaming woman almost breathed a sigh of relief, then realized she
could hear two voices screaming within Chelsea’s abdomen.
“Yeah,
I think I’m warmed up enough,” Chelsea said.
She
let the smaller woman go and lifted her hips, shimmying off her
panties in the process. The women still down between her legs were
all knocked off their feet by the titanic movement and the woman on
her stomach fell to her back and rolled down toward Chelsea’s belly
button.
Now
with her massive pussy revealed, Sierra felt a twinge of nervousness.
She’d seen her friend’s pussy very up close before and watched it
swallow multiple tinies. But now it was far larger than she was and
she knew how Chelsea could get when she was horny.
Better make sure
these are handier than I am, she
thought as she mentally
counted her remaining buffer.
Three counting the clit-stim.
Chelsea
groaned as she rubbed the tiny woman on her clit. The two struggling
in her stomach really had her going; she was already soaked. She
giggled as she heard distant screaming from between her legs and sat
up so she could see the crowd.
It
took effort to remind herself not to grab the blonde one.
Instead
she plucked up another brunette and lifted her high enough to give
the little screaming toy a long lick.
“If
you’re good I’ll let you go!” she whispered between gasps as
her clit vibrator did wonderful work.
This
made the tiny pause in its terror; obviously the little woman knew
this wasn’t the truth. She’d played with tinies before. But it
was a chance. So she held still for the next lick, and the next,
until she was soaked in saliva.
“In
the morning!” Chelsea giggled as she brought her knees to her
chest.
Sierra
couldn’t help but gasp as her friend’s backdoor was suddenly
exposed. Chelsea’s hand still pressed one tiny woman against her
clit as her other hand brought the latest toy back down. The
screaming brunette appeared to clearly understand what was about to
happen to her.
Expertly
Chelsea spread her cheeks a little extra with her hand and pressed
her toy’s face against her backdoor.
“Oooh
be good for me!” she commanded as her anus parted easily; it had
lots of practice at swallowing struggling tinies.
Sierra
couldn’t help it anymore as she watched Chelsea feed this tiny
woman to her pussy. Completely ignoring the two other tinies left
with her she felt her hand drift down to her pussy. Luckily these two
were also watching the spectacle.
The
tiny woman’s head was swallowed instantly and her kicking doubled.
Chelsea’s fingers had no issue manipulating her tiny body enough to
swallow her shoulders as well, which made her groan. And as Sierra
knew well, once the shoulders were in the rest of the little woman
followed easily. In moments there was legs, feet, then only a closing
and satisfied brown ring in front of them.
Then
Chelsea let her legs fall back down to the bedspread and reached down
blindly toward her last three tinies.
Shit!
Sierra thought as her friend’s hand reached right toward her.
Before
the other two had a chance to scatter and leave her to a sticky fate,
Sierra grabbed them both by the shoulders.
“Hug
each other quick!” she yelled.
Confused
but unable to resist Sierra strongly pulling them together, the two
did as she commanded.
“But
why-”
Sierra
pushed the pair directly into the path of Chelsea’s hand.
They
screamed in terror and anger as fingers wrapped around the pair and
lifted them upward.
Sierra
waved sweetly to them, but backed away from Chelsea’s pussy just in
case.
“Two
for one!?” she heard Chelsea say like an excited child, “This is
my lucky day!”
The
hand holding the woman over her clit adjusted, then easily slid the
squirming woman into her pussy. Sierra watched her pump the little
woman once, twice, then push her as far as her middle finger could.
“I
appreciate the-” she gasped in pleasure, “the volunteering, one
just isn’t enough!”
With
that said, Chelsea reached down with her hand and stuffed the hugging
pair into her hungry snatch.
It
took all her willpower to not look down at Sierra; she’d only
looked at the pair she’d grabbed purely to make sure she didn’t
stuff her friend up her snatch as well.
But
it was very tempting to use all the tinies within reach.
Her
fingers pushed the wriggling trio deep into her pussy and she groaned
with pleasure. One wasn’t enough but three certainly was.
From
under her pillow she produced a small finger vibrator and her
favorite dildo.
“Ooop!”
she said with a giggle as she felt a hand push its way out of her
backdoor, “Don’t make me get the plug for you!”
With
a laugh she theatrically lifted one leg to show off her backdoor and
the protruding arm, then pinched the arm between two fingers. Almost
idly she pinched it hard enough to feel something small snap, then
she shoved it ruthlessly back into her rectum with its owner, both
where they belonged.
Sierra,
who had retreated to what she hoped was a safe distance, watched the
show with delight and sought out her own pussy with eager fingers.
Chelsea
returned to the task at hand, running her finger vibe over her clit
and almost jumping with pleasure. Her earlier vibe had been running
out of steam. She couldn’t believe how close she was to cumming
already; literally every hole she had was filled with at least one
toy and this was easily the best day of her life so far.
“Everybody
struggle for me!” she said as she lined up her dildo with her
writhing snatch, “Don’t digest yet!” she said to her stomach,
which was still abuzz with panicking struggles. Her rectum toy’s
movements had doubled as well since her motivational pinch.
As
wonderful as everything felt, her eyes almost crossed as she pushed
her dildo into herself. The silicon toy shoved the three squirming
tinies even further inside until Chelsea felt like she would burst.
Just when she was sure at least one of the toys would pop she
withdrew the toy just to her entrance.
The
trio almost tumbled back toward her opening and rubbed against her
g-spot in a cascade of pleasure.
Chelsea
forgot about holding back.
Sierra
watched with delight as her friend slammed the dildo into herself;
she was furiously playing with her own clit as well. Now that she
could finally relieve her own tension from the situation she came
twice before she could even think.
Chelsea
drove her toy in and out of herself furiously; she felt the
resistance from her toys stopping further penetration and shoved hard
against it. She withdrew and drove again. Her finger vibrator flew
across her clit and she rocked her hips unconsciously
as her orgasm approached with wild intensity.
“More!
More!” she said aloud, giving up on her clit and searching
furiously between her legs for the last tiny that she knew was there.
Sierra
was well out of grabbing distance, but still considered leaping off
the bed just in case. It was
obvious Chelsea was looking for another pussy-stuffer.
Instead
Chelsea lost focus and returned to her clit.
Almost
instantly she came with a scream, slamming her legs together and
driving her toys as far inside as she could. So far it almost hurt.
When it was obvious her toys weren’t going to let up, Chelsea
grabbed a pillow and pushed her face into it to scream in pleasure
again.
When
her legs were shaking and she couldn’t take it anymore Chelsea
forced herself to open her legs. She pulled her finger from her clit
and let her dildo slide out of her with a wet plop.
Sierra
watched as one of the battered tinies slid out of Chelsea’s pussy
and landed on top of the dildo.
Chelsea
could only moan as her afterglow overtook her. She felt the tickle of
the discharged tiny and reached down to pick her up.
“Thank
you so much,” she whispered to the barely conscious girl.
Multiple
broken ribs and limbs prevented the girl from responding. Everything
hurt.
But
Chelsea made it worse by slipping the girl almost lovingly into her
mouth, then rolling onto her side. She played with the tiny, rolling
her from cheek to cheek, grazing her lightly with her teeth but
always assaulting her with her tongue.
As
she felt sleep start to overtake her she smiled and let the tiny
struggle enough to put her face out between her lips. Chelsea heard
her scream for help and felt desperate kicking to escape her mouth.
Then she easily sucked the tiny back in, maneuvered her to the back
of her mouth, and swallowed.
In
seconds she was asleep.
Sierra
didn’t see from her vantage point. Instead she had a great view of
her friend’s snatch and backdoor from behind. She couldn’t resist
creeping closer, though she knew David would be there to rescue her
and end the play soon. She knew he’d been watching and probably
masturbating the entire time via
his invisible cameras.
Clear
liquid still seeped from Chelsea’s massive pussy, but there was no
sign of the other two tinies trapped within. There was motion at
Chelsea’s asshole as that toy tried again to fight for freedom but
Sierra knew that wasn’t going to work. Briefly a hand appeared but
nothing more.
“That
was awesome,” she said to herself as she jogged to the side of the
bed.
In
the greater apartment she heard the door open and close as David came
to return her to full size.
“Fuck
she’s hotter in person,” he said as he entered the bedroom.
Sierra
tried to bury her jealousy at that statement. They weren’t even a
couple and she’d carefully avoided the subject with him. But she
couldn’t deny he was growing on her.
Carefully
he picked Sierra up, then paused as he looked at Chelsea’s sleeping
form
Sierra
felt a wave of fear run over her. She knew what she would do. What
she had done, actually, at multiple sleepovers.
But
instead of ramming her directly up her friend’s snatch, David
leaned down and reached toward Chelsea’s asshole. He extended a
finger, then gently pushed a protruding arm back inside Chelsea’s
rectum.
“Stay,”
he commanded the tiny who almost certainly didn’t hear him.
***
The
following afternoon Sierra finally got to watch a very rough cut of
the footage. Neither she nor David attempted to ‘play it cool’
around each other this time.
He played the video on his large television and almost instantly
they’d both taken their pants off and were playing with themselves
on the couch.
Sierra’s
eyes were glued to the television as she masturbated to her own
curated porn fantasy. David’s were glued to her. After she came the
first time, Sierra realized what David was actually looking at. She
debated briefly de-escalating the situation but that just seemed
silly at that point.
Both
in the physical and emotional ways.
David
hadn’t taken the opportunity to stuff her up her friend’s pussy,
though he easily could have. Nor had he eaten her, smashed her,
or...well, at least he had never done anything non-consensual to her
as a tiny. That meant a lot to her. Which meant for him...
“No
touching,” she said, then changed her position so he could look
directly at her snatch as she played with herself.
Twenty
minutes later they were both sitting there on the couch watching a
final angle of Chelsea’s butt toy trying to escape, which David let
become an artistic fade-to-black way of ending the video.
“Okay,”
Sierra said as she pulled her pants back on, “Wasn’t there
supposed to be nine of us? And what happened to the dummy that passed
out?”
David
looked at her longingly. What they’d just done together somehow
felt even more personal than when he’d masturbated using her entire
body. Or when he’d nearly drowned her in jizz.
Sierra
looked back and gave him a look that told him she knew exactly what
she was feeling. And she smiled.
“I
don’t know what all this is gonna make us,” she said, imagining
his massive cock so easily within reach, and thinking of everything
he’d ever done for her, “But one thing at a time, okay?”
“Yeah,
yeah,” he said as he finished fixing his own pants. His face was
red from exertion and a little from embarrassment. David cleared his
throat and held back what he wanted to really say.
“Well,
we’re gonna get two videos out of this one,” David explained as
Sierra followed him to his computer. “Since this other one will be
so much shorter we’ll make it a dollar-buy thing not covered by our
subscriptions.”
He
opened it and showed her a paused still of a tiny she hadn’t seen
yesterday.
“I
wanted this one to be an easy one to notice in case they didn’t
gather by you, so when….”
***
The
previous day, five minutes after David deposited the actresses in
various places around Chelsea’s apartment:
A
tiny Asian girl with jet-black hair groaned on the kitchen counter.
The cold material awoke her much faster than the other tinies and she
jerked awake once she opened her eyes.
“Zěnmeliǎo?”
she asked as she sat up suddenly. “What- what is?”
When
she realized she was near a toaster she stood with a shout.
“No!”
she cried out as she spun in a confused circle.
A
coffee machine towered over her as well and she backed away in
terror.
“No,
I’m a person! This can’t be happening, this can’t be
happening!”
Mei
spun in circles and her stomach lurched as she panicked. In the
distance she could see the kitchen door, a titanic refrigerator, and
a cheaply furnished apartment. At three
inches tall it was all overwhelming.
She
ran toward the edge of the countertop and yelled loudly for help.
There was no response. Kneeling by the edge she looked down and
almost threw up; her inner ear couldn’t handle looking down at that
distance.
In
her panic she threw herself backward and away. And slipped on a small
puddle of soap she hadn’t noticed.
***
Sierra
giggled as she watched the video. The little Asian girl slipped and
fell hard, directly into the kitchen sink.
“So
she’s in the -”
“Shh!”
David said, “Watch!”
***
Mei
cried out in pain from the fall. Her wrist was twisted in the wrong
direction and she climbed to her feet with an anguished cry.
“No!
Somebody!” she yelled upward as she stepped back, “Anybodeeeee-!”
Her
yelled turned into a scream as she fell backward again. Her back hit
something rubbery that gave way immediately, then she fell through a
strange resistance like a child’s playground. This time she didn’t
land on smooth metal but rather than iron bar and in a pile of
something semi-solid. Part of a banana.
“Help
me!” she yelled upward through the darkness.
***
“Holy
shit!” Sierra laughed, “Is that the garbage disposal!?”
David
nodded happily.
“She’s
been in there since yesterday afternoon!” he laughed, and tapped
the ‘Live Feed’ icon. “Chelsea hasn’t done anything more than
run hot water yet today, but it’s only a matter of time. And since
she consented to some follow-up footage we can keep the invisi-drones
in her house until the action happens.”
“Awesome.”
“Now
watch the actual morning-after stuff.”
***
Chelsea
awoke with a smile. She had slept great.
Sitting
up, she blearily walked to the restroom. Something slipped out of her
pussy and landed on the floor with a thump.
“Wha-?”
she mumbled, leaning down to pick it up.
It
was a little shrunken woman, still moving slowly but clearly broken.
“Wish
you things were tougher,” she mumbled.
The
tiny was dropped into the toilet before she sat down. While she
passed her water another one fell with a splash, startling her more
awake.
“Geez
how many of you-?” she wondered aloud, really trying to remember.
She
distinctly remembered how good of a deal Sierra and David had done
her: She’d played with a lot of tinies, had some incredible
orgasms, and was going to get paid for it too. All around excellent.
When
she was done peeing she carefully slid a finger inside her vaginal
canal. It was still tender from how she’d treated it yesterday but
empty of any toys.
She
felt a movement in her rectum and smiled.
You can stay til
later, she thought as she
cleaned herself and stood, I’m pretty regular around noon
everyday.
Standing
and now more aware, she felt the movement increase and marveled at
how long her butt-toy was lasting.
“Time
for coffee,” she mumbled as she walked into the kitchen.
It
was obvious she didn’t notice anything different in the sink as she
filled her coffee carafe with water.
But
it was more difficult to miss the tiny huddling in terror on her
large skillet.
“Eggs
it is!” Chelsea said with a smile as she turned on the heat.
***
Both
Chelsea and David watched in awe. Not only did Chelsea make a perfect
omelet, she did a great job of browning the tiny without actually
killing her.
Five
minutes later the pair were very hot and bothered again, very aware
of how close they were to one another.
“So,
um,” Sierra said, taking her eyes off the video of Chelsea enjoying
her breakfast, “What’s next?”
David
gave her a knowing smile but held back what he really wanted to say
and do.
“We
actually had a fan reach out with a great idea,” he said, “How do
you feel about maybe a more conventional web show?”
A Fan Gets to Play by Thatgirlyouknow
Author's Notes:
One of Sierra's fans volunteers to be part of the show!
Apologies for the delay between chapters. I'm writing when I can but there's a lot of life going on.
Sierra laughed at David’s joke. It felt like they had crossed
several barriers in the recent weeks, and especially the recent
couple of days.
Easy to feel that
way after everything we’ve been doing,
she thought when she realized how comfortable her hand was on his
shoulder.
Pulling
her hand back she double checked the message he was about to send.
They were standing over his
computer and finalizing a deal.
“I
still can’t believe someone is actually paying to be in my videos,”
she said for what felt like the fifth time, “Don’t they watch
them? I’m the only tiny that survives.”
She
didn’t know that her friend
Chelsea still hadn’t turned on her garbage disposal at that point.
David did, but didn’t think he needed to correct her. He’d
swapped out video drones multiple times and it was starting to get
boring but he knew eventually they’d get some fun footage.
“Well
this one is pretty enthusiastic about it with her boyfriend in tow
too,” he reiterated. “I guess I didn’t literally
come out and say ‘You’re
doomed to life as a sex toy, at best,’ to her, but I really don’t
see any way she could think otherwise.”
Sierra
shrugged.
“Who
knows? Maybe we’ll actually let her go?”
The
pair shared a laugh and looked into each others’ eyes for a long
moment before returning to business.
They
had been sending messages back and forth with a woman named Sherrie
for two days. Sherrie was a fan of their videos and actually their
second subscriber. The number of subscribers they had now was
staggering and Sierra could easily see the day where they did these
videos purely for fun with no considerations about the money side at
all.
Sherrie
wanted to participate in a video as a tiny and was willing to pay
quite a bit for the experience. She wanted her boyfriend along too.
There had been some light negotiating about what the video would
entail, and to Sierra it seemed more like a pre-shrinking
masturbation chat room. Which she was fine with.
The
confusing part was that Sherrie didn’t seem to realize the danger
she was volunteering for. Or maybe she assumed that because she was
paying Sierra and David would treat her differently. He’d certainly
made several indirect comments in their chat that were plenty
ominous, and maybe Sherrie just thought he was playing. It
certainly seemed like she was looking forward to seeing the video
herself.
The only way
she’s seeing this is if we even let her live long enough to be a
good sex toy, Sierra thought.
Maybe she’ll
see it if I’m using her as a stroker,
David thought as he sent their final message.
“Okay,”
he said aloud as he closed his laptop, “She and her boyfriend will
be here in about an hour. Maybe
we set a money goal for unshrinking her?”
David
walked to the closet and opened it, carefully selecting several
cameras and the small case that held their camera drones.
“These
should work for POV shots…” he said, and Sierra nodded along as
she watched.
Don’t get
feelings, she told herself as
she watched him work.
“Sure,
I guess we could,” she responded. “Could be a great advertisement
for more volunteers if we don’t keep her...”
Her
pussy tingled as she remembered how large David’s
cock was. And how he was such a nice guy. And how-
Okay, maybe a
couple feelings, she thought as
she went to her room to check her setup.
****
Sierra
looked down at Tom, Sherrie’s now-tiny boyfriend. Naked as the day
she was born she knew he probably wasn’t looking up at her face at
all. The thin arrow she’d shaved into her pubic hair tended to get
a tiny’s
attention.
“Camera
all ready?” she asked, still stunned at how ignorantly willing the
pair had been when they’d
arrived earlier.
Sherrie
was in the other room getting outfitted with another camera by David.
A small strap went across the
couple’s foreheads and took surprisingly good images.
At
a quarter-inch tall Sierra could barely see his waving arm. He was
certainly smaller than she liked most of her tinies. But she and
David had a fun plan and the cameras were already rolling.
There
were only four live watchers currently and it would all be recorded,
edited, and released as a regular video later. The numbers would grow
rapidly as Sierra had advertised the first ten minutes as pre-gaming
versus the real show.
Too late to back
out now, butt-toy! she thought
with a smile.
Carefully
she let the tiny man climb onto her pointer finger and
she leaned over her bed. From where her desk and main camera were
situated this gave her viewers the perfect angle at her now exposed
backside. Not to mention the camera that Tom carried.
“Remember!”
she told him as she brought her hand toward her backdoor, “You
gotta get as far in as possible!”
She
felt the little man drop onto her anus and immediately started trying
to work his way into her hole. Sierra giggled as she relaxed her
backdoor and felt him enter. There was the faintest of sensations as
he hit the wall of her colon, and better sensation when she rolled
over and rushed to her computer. These
faded disappointingly quickly, reminding her why she liked bigger
toys.
The
screen that showed Tom’s camera was shaky from her movement but
quickly stabilized to show her insides. It panned around until the
little man found his path forward: deeper into her colon where he
thought they’d hidden another shrinking device for him and his
girlfriend to keep as a reward for being such good actors.
Since
Sierra had talked to Tom while only wearing lingerie, before he
shrank, she knew he’d probably only heard every other word she
said. But she watched him move deeper inside of herself and knew he’d
gotten the important parts down. It
had been a last minute decision to not just tell him to go as far in
as possible, but David had insisted the little guy would go deeper if
given a ‘reason.’
Her
eyes flicked to the clock as David quietly approached her door with
something in his hand and an obvious erection in his jeans.
Being
careful to not come into the field of view of the main cameras, David
sat the shrunken Sherrie at the corner of Sierra’s desk and gave
the four-inch woman a tiny high-five.
“Have
fun!” he mouthed to her, but as soon as Sherrie turned to look at
Sierra’s smiling face and naked body he rolled his eyes and gave
Sierra a wink. Then retreated to the ‘nerve-center’ where he
could keep the live stream going with the best quality material. And
also, maybe, play with himself while watching too.
When
he sat down he saw that the number of live viewers was already up to
twenty even though officially the show didn’t start for another
couple of minutes.
On
screen he saw their planned setup looked perfect: Sierra was leaned
back on a comfortable gaming chair and the camera had a perfect view
of her leaning back with her legs spread. She leaned forward, twisted
side to side, and made sure she would stay on screen while she
played. As long as she didn’t
squeeze her legs together everything would be on display.
The
chat on the side of the screen was lighting up already and the
‘donations’ area was already receiving ‘gifts.’ There was
already a fee to enter the chat room already as
both David and Sierra had
known that their viewers would happily throw more money their way if
given the opportunity. David was thinking about a better computer.
Sierra wanted to buy her first house.
Littlelover7:
Wish
I was up in your backdoor!
A
glance at the side video feed showed Tom doing his best to climb
further into Sierra’s colon. Every time she shifted around he was
thrown side to side and the audience was loving the pre-game.
Excessfluids:
I want in there too!
Notcatchingme:
Ten
bucks to fist yourself!
Sierra
kept herself from rolling her eyes and vowed to pay less attention to
the comments.
“Ready,
Sher?” she asked her little actress.
At
four inches tall Sierra knew the little black-haired woman would be
just the right fit. She
had been very eager to be part of a video with Sierra. Apparently it
had been her dream for a long time to be used as a toy by a giantess
and she’d somehow convinced herself that Sierra was the safest way
to live out this fantasy. Despite David’s foreshadowing during
their email exchanges.
Sierra
was still very much leaning toward ‘forever toy’ for the woman.
The
little woman looked up at her nervously. Her dream was about to come
true but actually having a beautiful giantess towering over her was a
little different than fantasy. It
was disorienting to see how large Sierra and her technician actually
were now.
“Actually,
I-”
Sierra
saw the reluctance in her body language.
“Perfect!”
she said with a smile, pretending she was talking about the ‘ping’
from the computer, “Time for the show to begin!”
Sherrie
tried to wave her arms to get her attention, and Sierra carefully
ignored her in favor of talking into the camera.
“Hi
everyone!” she said with a playful giggle, playing up her
personality for the audience. It helped she was completely naked
already and the number of viewers was climbing steadily. A
good chunk of her viewers had her muted anyway. They knew what they
were watching for.
“I
have a different show for you today! You see, I’ve had a great time
as a tiny, but I enjoy tinies just
like you do!”
To
show them, she leaned down and opened a drawer. Sherrie’s
apprehension skyrocketed when Sierra pulled out another small,
screaming woman and dangled her in front of the camera.
“I’ve
had this little one for about a year now, and let me tell you-” she
paused and licked the screaming girl’s body, “She’s been great.
But I kinda think I’m getting used to her.”
Unceremoniously
she dropped the tiny back into her desk drawer and slammed it shut.
Sherrie screamed when she saw it, suddenly realizing she had just
assumed as a paying ‘customer’ her safety was assured. But to see
another tiny only a little larger than herself be treated that way,
mere feet away from her…
“And
just in time, I had a volunteer for the position!”
Sherrie
shouted when Sierra wrapped a hand around. She was a little more
gentle than with her other toy when she held her in front of the
camera.
“Smile,
sweetie!”
Against
her better judgment and panic Sherrie smiled a waved at the camera.
She was starting to see how Sierra’s scenario was going to go and
it relieved her somewhat. Tom
had even said there would probably be some acting involved, she just
hadn’t thought too much about it.
Of
course she’s gotta play up this thing,
she told herself as she glanced at the message board. She’s
gotta put on a show-what the hell is wrong with these people??
Tinkertoy:
Looks like a great buttplug too
me!
Vorawinner:
Chew! Chew!
Mega:
glove tht lttle B!
Before
Sherrie could see any more of the horrifying messages Sierra
leaned back, pulling her with her in a nauseating motion.
“So
this little thing wanted to volunteer for an...opening...that I have
available!” she giggled.
Sierra
leaned back in her chair and spread her legs, putting her feet on the
desk and exposing her pussy and backdoor to the camera once more. She
dropped Sherrie into the gap between her legs.
“Now,
our viewers know,” she said to Sherrie, “But I wanted to surprise
you with a challenge: Your boyfriend is already inside me.”
Sherrie
shrieked as she looked upward.
That
wasn’t the deal!
He was supposed
to-
“And
I really, really do want
a new toy,” Sierra continued, “But I’ll give you a chance since
you’re such a big fan. If you can find him, I won’t keep you.”
“But
this isn’t what-”
Sierra
tapped her lightly on the chest which threw Sherrie
to her back.
“So
I suggest you get this sweet little body-” her finger circled
Sherrie like a shark, “Into my sweet holes!”
Sherrie
gulped nervously.
Part
of the show, part of the show,
she told herself as she walked toward Sierra’s shaved pussy, She’s
just acting like this for the show.
Above
her Sierra winked at the camera and rolled her hips.
“Get
in me!” she said, pushing Sherrie in the back.
The
small woman screamed and stumbled forward, reflexively throwing her
hands in front of her to not fall. Both hands slipped on Sierra’s
already glistening skin and she felt her arms be swallowed to the
elbow.
“Oh
shi-”
“That’s
the spirit!” Sierra said with a laugh, putting a finger on
Sherrie’s back. “Let me help you out!”
Sherrie
tried to yell but it was pointless: her open mouth was pushed into
Sierra’s snatch exactly like she’d wanted up until two minutes
prior. She tasted the giant woman’s fluids and closed her eyes as
the massive finger relentlessly pushed her forward. Her shoulders,
then breasts, then all the way to her waist until only her legs were
sticking out, kicking almost comically as she panicked.
“Be
good for me!” she heard Sierra tell her as the finger tapped on her
bottom, “Bad toys get eaten!”
Sierra
looked up at the camera and shifted her hips to make sure her
audience had a good view.
In
a stage whisper she confided to the viewers, “Great toys never seen
daylight again either.”
Sherrie
didn’t hear the second part and focused on the little bits she
knew.
First,
she had
paid for the privilege of playing in Sierra’s snatch as a tiny.
Second, she’d already been
told if
she found her boyfriend she’d be set free. Third, the sooner she
made Sierra orgasm the sooner she could get back to full size.
Fourth,
she reminded herself, She’s
gotta put on a show for everyone. I’d better do my part too.
She’s not really
gonna eat me if I do bad.
If
this little bitch doesn’t start moving, I’m gonna eat her after,
thought
Sierra just as Sherrie started wriggling.
“Oooh!”
she giggled as the tiny legs began moving again, “That’s the
spot!”
As
a reward for the stimulation she spread her legs further and tilted
her hips back. This made it easier for Sherrie to wriggle further
into her, and in moments the little woman’s legs had vanished.
“That’s
good,” she moaned as she lightly rubbed her clit.
It
wasn’t all acting; Sherrie wasn’t panicking like Sierra’s
vibrator did, but she was well motivated. Sierra’s g-spot was
getting a lot of attention. And
the knowledge she was making great money helped.
The message board was lighting up
rapidly with more texts than Sierra could read. Most involved
smashing her toy with a larger dildo. Some laughed at the difficulty
Tom was having in traversing her colon. A few were much darker but
they quickly vanished from the volume of two hundred people throwing
out suggestions at the same time.
“That’s
actually really good!” she said with a gasp she rubbed her clit
faster.
Message
board forgotten, Sierra pushed a finger into her snatch and under
Sherrie’s back to push the tiny up against her g-spot even harder.
The toy’s thrashing grew even more frantic as Sierra rocketed
toward her first orgasm.
Sherrie
would have shrieked in terror if every attempted breath hadn’t just
filled her mouth with Sierra’s secretions. The giantess was pushing
her so hard into herself that all Sherrie could do was fight for her
life to not be smashed against soft, wet skin. It wasn’t lost on
her that her fleshy prison was getting hotter, tighter, and wetter
either.
“Hurry
up! Hurry up!” she whispered in the hopes that if Sierra came
faster she could be released from the dream that she now regretted
achieving.
It’s
true what they say: Never ask your hero to shrink you and use you as
a sex toy.
Sierra
groaned as her orgasm washed over her.
Sherrie
screamed a gurgly scream as Sierra’s finger threatened to crush her
under its pressure.
Just as she was sure her spine was
going to break Sherrie felt the finger remove from her back.
Sierra groaned as she rubbed her
clit a little longer, letting herself come down from the orgasm more
slowly. Her toy fell from her pussy with a wet plop.
“Whoa,” she said as she looked
down with a smile. The little girl between her legs was soaked and
looked exhausted.
“That was good!” Sierra told her
with a smile and little wave. And fast!
she thought. If I were a guy that would’ve been premature
for sure.
Sherrie groaned in pain but waved up
toward the giantess.
Just a show, she assured
herself, Not actually gonna-
“So good I think I’ll keep you!”
Sierra said, giggling, “You and my other dildo will get along
great!”
“No!” Sherrie yelled back,
scrambling to her knees, “You said you wouldn’t!”
She had enough presence of mind to
recall what Sierra had already said.
“You said if I found Tom I could-”
“Oh that’s right!” Sierra said
with an exaggerated pouty face. Then she put a finger on her chin and
tapped it thoughtfully.
“Tom, Tom, what did I do with?”
Sierra’s face lit up and she
pointed to the small area of her computer monitor that showed Tom’s
tiny form struggling to climb further into her transverse colon. Her
masturbation session had thoroughly rattled him and thrown him
completely in disarray but he was focused on what he thought was his
own personal shrinking device.
Sherrie was only half-convinced
there was a chance at freedom for either of him but she knew playing
her hero’s game was the only option she had.
“Oh that’s right! He’s playing
hide and seek in my backdoor!”
The tiny girl fell over as Sierra
shifted her hips to give her a straight look directly at her anus. It
was exactly what she’d wished she could see every time she’d
watched one of Sierra’s videos. But it looked less hungry on screen
than mere inches away from her.
“I’ll give you...five minutes,”
Sierra told her as she reached for something on the desk, “Five
minutes to find him and earn your freedom.”
Sherrie gulped nervously as she
looked up. One of Sierra’s hands was already rubbing her clit
again, making it obvious what she’d be doing while Sherrie was
crawling through her insides.
“But after five minutes...well…”
A bright pink butt plug came into
view. Sherrie almost fainted when she saw it; she’d given several
tinies the same treatment.
Sierra tapped her backdoor lightly.
“I’m not gonna help you this
time,” she told Sherrie. “So you’d better-”
Sherrie didn’t waste any more
time. If she paused even for a moment she wouldn’t be able to make
herself do this.
I paid for this,
remember? she told herself as
she focused on her mission.
Find Tom! Find Tom!
She threw herself forward toward
Sierra’s backdoor. The giant woman laughed at her eagerness and the
message board lit up excitedly. Sherrie never saw it.
Lucky for her Sierra’s backdoor
was already a little damp from perspiration and her vaginal fluids.
It smelled faintly of soap and nothing worse. Which made Sherrie feel
just a little better.
Her hands reached the puckered
backdoor and pushed inside. She was small enough that they entered
easily, though when Sierra’s backdoor reflexively squeeze it was
very uncomfortable.
“Sorry!” Sierra said with a
laugh, “Habit!”
Sherrie groaned but pushed her arms
further in as the ring relaxed. She drove with her legs until she was
at the point of no return. Shutting her eyes she pushed her head
forward into the heat then reached as far in as she could.
“One, two, three!”
Sherrie drove upward with her legs
and Sierra’s hole readily accepted her offering. Just like all the
tinies she’d pushed into herself recently as soon as her shoulders
were engulfed she easily wiggled herself the rest of the way in.
“TOM?!” she yelled over the
distance heartbeat and surrounded by hot squeezing flesh, “Tom
where are you?”
“Oh I hope you’re as good in
there as you were in –oOohh!”
Sierra squealed as her toy started
moving. Her fingers sought out her clit again and she began playing.
Tinkertoy:
R
U really gonna let her go???!
Voreaphile:
Luv
the entry!
On
screen Sierra could see Tom proceeding further into her colon. And
she could feel Sherrie’s surprisingly rapid progress.
Five
minutes was way too much time,
she thought vaguely as another orgasm approached her already.
She’d
loved the entry too.
Sierra
rocked her hips and pinched her nipples as she played with herself,
then as she felt another orgasm building incredibly fast she reached
down between her legs.
And
picked up the butt plug.
“Oh,
silly me!” she said in a ditzy tone to the main camera, “I forgot
to set a timer! How long has it been?”
She
rubbed her clit a little faster; playing like this worked stunningly
well for her apparently.
Voreaphile:
½
hour at laest!
Tinkertoy:
Who
cares??? Plug that bitch in!!!!
The
clock on her computer told her it had been less than three minutes.
“Maybe
it is time-”
Her
eyes narrowed as she watched Tom’s camera swivel around suddenly.
And
revealing Sherrie’s massive face crawling through her colon
directly toward the little guy.
Whoa
that was fast!
she thought as her arousal grew rapidly.
Audio
wasn’t on for the whatever Sherrie said first but in the other room
David made some adjustments rapidly and excitedly hoped to see what
Sierra would do to improvise. Neither of them had expected Sherrie to
do anything more than panic like a good anal vibe should.
“-out
of time!” Sherrie was saying and the camera on Tom’s head nodded
quickly in response. “Come here!”
Tom
was wildly smaller than Sherrie, though a little bigger to his
girlfriend in relative terms than Sherrie was to
Sierra. But it was easy for Sherrie to wrap her hand around her
little boyfriend and start wiggling backward the way she’d came.
“But
I’m so close to the thing!” Tom yelled, gesturing further into
Sierra’s colon, “And then we can-”
“There’s
no thing!” Sherrie said as she rounded one corner. Without Sierra
shaking and masturbating it was surprisingly easy to crawl through
the round tubes of her innards. As long as she didn’t think about
it.
“She
said five minutes or she keeps us!”
At
this point Sherrie was no longer sure if she was playing along with
the maybe-scenario that Sierra was running with or if she was
legitimately crawling for her life.
Sierra
felt along her toned belly and was stunned she could feel roughly
where Sherrie was crawling. Her eyes flicked between the screen and
the plug in her hand.
“Gonna
be some drama in four-”
Sherrie
felt her legs enter a more empty space and she breathed a sigh of
relief.
“Three-”
Sherrie
dropped into the wider area of Sierra’s colon and did her best to
get her bearings in the dark.
“Right
knee!” Tom yelled to her, and she looked down to see a glimmer of
light shining through the jail door.
“Two-”’
Sherrie
reached down with her free hand and pushed it through Sierra’s
sphincter and prompted a distant giggle. Her other hand pushed
through and she groaned with effort as she widened the ring of
muscle.
“One.”
“Come
on! Push!” Sherrie told herself and finally she widened the hole
enough that she could start to push her way through.
It
took all of her strength but she pushed her head and one arm through,
briefly regretting not using the hand that held Tom but when she
looked up she-
“No!”
Sherrie screamed as a wall of pink rushed at her.
“So
close!” Sierra said as she pushed her butt plug home with
a grin.
It
slipped in easily and she barely noticed she was shoving Sherrie back
in as well. When the widest part entered past her sphincter it slid
the rest of the way in on its own.
And
Sherrie lost her mind as the last of the light vanished.
“No!”
she screamed again, lashing out in every direction in the darkness.
“We
were there! I made it!” she yelled as she kicked and tried to dig
her way to the base of the plug. It was useless: her hands could gain
no traction on the slippery toy. She screamed in frustration as she
fought against her prison.
“Yes!”
Sierra yelled out loud when her toy’s efforts redoubled.
Every
punch and kick and panicked swing was exactly the perfect effort she
wanted from her toys.
“That’s
it! Just like that!”
She
threw her feet up on her desk to give the camera a good view of her
jeweled toy and redoubled her own masturbation. There was no attempt
to hold back here; her finger flew across her clit and she reached
back to tap on the plug even as Sherrie was making it rattle
violently.
Far
too quickly Sierra came with a shout and she squeezed her knees
together as her body shook.
Sherrie
screamed again as the world around her squeezed tighter than ever
before. She was smashed against the pink plug and felt like she might
pop it Sierra’s muscles didn’t relax soon. It barely occurred to
her that Tom was still in her hand and feeling the same way. She
couldn’t hear her tiny boyfriend over Sierra’s own cries.
And
then it was over.
Sierra
put her feet back on the ground and leaned forward, shiny with sweat
and satisfaction.
“That.
Was. Awesome!” she said to the computer.
“Yes
it was,” David whispered to himself as he prepared to wrap up the
video feed.
Biggerboy7
wrote: “What’s next for the tiny?”
Sierra
leaned forward and groaned slightly as the plug was pushed harder
into her backdoor from the pressure. Her toy wriggled again in
response but not as strong.
“Oh,
I don’t know,” she said in response, “I think I’ll keep her
in there for a few days before I decide.”
She
leaned back and stood, turning around and spreading her cheeks so the
world got another view of her plugged backside.
“Thanks
for watching everyone!” she said excitedly, “And don’t forget,
you can DM me and become my toy too!”
With
that said, David cut the chat.
“That’s
a wrap!” he called from the other room.
The
chat scene continued on Sierra’s computer but the video feed paused
with a still shot of Sierra spreading her cheeks.
Sierra
stood on shaky legs and walked out of her room. She
didn’t bother getting dressed and it didn’t surprise her at all
to see David wasn’t wearing pants. After their last video review
had ended in them masturbating but staying off each other she had
fully expected clothes to be optional.
Only
the fact that she had just came twice, hard, kept her from reaching
straight for David’s giant rod. He’d abstained from stroking
himself too much during the show. Both out of diligence for his job
and out of the hopes that Sierra would want to take their
relationship further this
time.
“Somebody
enjoyed the show I see,” she said with a smirk.
“Well,
yeah,” he said back as he looked her up and down. She was truly a
blonde goddess. It helped her tummy wriggled slightly as her toy
moved again.
“Give
me a hand with this?” she asked before turning and leaning across
the table.
“Are
you sure?” David asked, more than ready to finally get into Sierra.
He stood quickly and his cock aimed directly at her on
autopilot.
“The
plug,” Sierra clarified as she spread her cheeks. “Pull out my
plug and whats-her-name.”
She
knew what David had been thinking and she knew what she was thinking
herself.
“David
– I think I want to be with you. I know I do.”
He
perked up immediately.
“But
what we’re doing here is business and beating it – can we hold
back at least a little for each other? At
least one actual date?”
When
he paused she added, “I’ve got an idea to make today worth your
while even if I’m
not ready for that yet.”
David
sighed but nodded. His cock wilted but he made himself take a deep
breath and tamp down how he really felt. He was starting to feel
used.
Well
paid, but could Sierra just be messing with his feelings to get more
out of him?
Ignoring
that inner monologue, David reached forward and grasped the base of
the butt plug. It took all his willpower to not touch every part of
Sierra that he could see. Instead he slid the pink toy out and
dropped it into the kitchen sink quickly. He
didn’t see Sherrie slide out as he turned but Sierra quickly caught
the toy as she was evacuated.
Sierra
followed behind momentarily and dropped Sherrie into the sink as
well, where she washed her thoroughly with dish soap.
Sputtering,
Sherrie carefully held Tom up in her hand and yelled upward: “I
paid you! You gotta let us go!”
Sierra
and David leaned forward to look at the little woman, then shared a
long look themselves.
“Well,”
Sierra admitted reluctantly, “She did pay us and that was a great
show.”
David
hid his surprise, then realized he recognized her tone. Sierra was
still playing.
“I’d
hate to be known for not keeping my word,” he agreed.
“How
about…” Sierra tapped on her chin thoughtfully, “How about one
more little thing and we’ll set you free. Full size and
everything.”
Sherrie
almost squealed in excitement. If after everything it really was a
game and a show to them...she’d never volunteer for anything like
this again but the very idea was incredibly hot. She’d need to
watch her own video for sure. And
maybe she’d play a similar game with her next tiny.
“Okay!
Okay! Just full-size me after!”
She
looked down at Tom in her hand. Handsome, disoriented,
still-near-panic Tom.
“We’re
gonna make it alright!” she said, and he gave her a dazed
thumbs-up.
While
this occurred, Sierra mouthed to David: “Go sit on the couch!”
He
kept his poker face on and turned to do her bidding. Sierra
kept her smile on and carefully picked Sherrie up, bringing her
toward the living room where David was sitting, pantless, on the
couch.
She
was happy to see that their best-friend-maybe-romance hadn’t
deadened his ability to read her intentions. He didn’t know exactly
what she was planning but his cock was rock hard again.
His
big, huge, veiny-
Sierra had to stop herself from staring.
“Now
Sherrie,” she said to the tiny woman as she sat her on the coffee
table – her view of David carefully blocked by a large candle, “Why
don’t you put Tom somewhere he’ll be more comfortable?”
Sierra
winked at the woman, and Sherrie turned red.
“Um,
do you mind honey?” she asked her tiny boyfriend.
To
her surprise he nodded enthusiastically.
“I
may never get the chance to do this without dying!” he yelled up to
her.
Sherrie
didn’t waste any time: Tom was about the size of a medium dildo to
her, and despite everything she was soaking wet.
Sierra
almost came herself as she watched Sherrie work the little man into
her tiny snatch.
“Now
you wanna watch me-” Sherrie started to ask, loving how Tom felt
inside of her. She was more than ready to start masturbating herself,
finally.
Instead
Sierra picked her up once again, less gently than she just had.
“Now
I wanna use you,” she said over Sherrie’s surprised squeak, “But
hold still this time.”
“What
are you doing?” Sherrie yelled upward, confused and now terrified,
“What are you-”
When
she looked upward and saw David’s smiling face she stopped talking.
And when she felt Sierra’s grip shift to wrap around each of her
legs she drew breath to scream.
Sierra
didn’t give her the chance.
She’d
never done it before, but she’d watched plenty of videos. Without
any particular finesse she lowered Sherrie toward the tip of David’s
cock, which he was holding upright for her, and pulled Sherrie’s
legs apart. Almost instantly Tom’s tiny form dropped out of her and
landed directly on David’s precum leaking slit.
And
just as fast, Sierra yanked down on the little woman and jammed her
onto David’s cock like the stroker she now was.
David
almost shouted in excitement. He loved strokers, and now the woman he
loved was yanking one all the way down his cock. The little woman was
obviously trying to scream but he knew from experience the only
sounds a stroker made were tiny wheezes and slippery noises.
“Whoa!”
he said as Sierra finished stretching Sherrie’s body all the way
down his cock.
Part
of him wished she tied the toy’s legs under his balls; that would
mean condom. And that would mean sex.
But
instead she looked up at him as she wrapped Sherrie’s legs around
his base.
“Don’t
hold back,” she told him, “Just let it all out, she can take it.”
Damn
right she can,
he thought as Sierra’s hand started pulling the toy up and down his
length.
Sierra
couldn’t help smiling as she finally actually stroked David’s
length. As odd as it sounded given her current profession she
actually hadn’t been with that many guys. Or at least full-sized
guys. David was close to the largest and she knew more than big
enough for
her.
She’d
also never used a stroker before either. It was almost mesmerizing
how Sherrie’s little body molded around David’s cock.
When
she pulled down, Sherrie’s breasts bulged outward and stretched
until just her wide-eyed head remained undistorted. When she dragged
her up she could see the little woman try to draw a breath to scream.
Amazing!
she thought as she stroked her best friend even faster.
“Sierra
I’m gonna-”
“It’s
okay!” she said again as she stroked faster, “Do it! Just go!”
His
massive balls tensed up and Sierra couldn’t help but notice his
cock got even bigger under her stroking hand. Then he groaned and she
felt his load travel through the shaft and directly into Sherrie.
Sierra didn’t stop stroking and David didn’t stop cumming until a
stunning amount of his seed was leaking out of their stroker’s
imperfect seal.
When
it was obvious her squeezing hand was uncomfortable on David’s
post-orgasm cock, Sierra pinched Sherrie’s head and slipped the
stroker off of David. She tried to ignore how much jizz spilled out
of the tiny’s snatch as her body regained its previous shape with
stunning speed.
David
could only sit on the couch and breath heavily. Every so often his
legs shook slightly and Sierra giggled.
“Guess
I did a good job, huh?”
He
nodded.
“Oh
yeah.”
Sherrie’s
body finally snapped back to its regular shape. She lay on the coffee
table unmoving as she mentally tried to wrap her head around what had
just happened.
What
was likely her new future.
She
barely noticed that a jizz-covered Tom slid out of her snatch as well
as copious amounts of David’s fluids.
“So
does that make us-?” David asked Sierra above the tortured tinies.
“I
guess we could say that,” Sierra said with a smile, standing up and
giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.
It
took all her effort to not reach down and give his massive rod a kiss
too. She knew she’d appreciate it more after an actual romantic
date or two, even though they’d been best friends forever.
David’s
smile from that kiss wildly outweighed even the strength of his
orgasm moments earlier.
“You’re
an amazing guy David,” she said, “And I thought a lot about
this-” she gestured at everything around them, including Sherrie
who was still recovering, “-and you’ve-”
Sherrie
groaned as her hero confessed her love to this guy who she didn’t
even know. She guessed he was the cameraman, but it sounded too soppy
and emotional for him to be brand new to-
Get
it together!
she told herself as she reached down and picked up Tom. He squirmed
in her hand but when she wiped semen from his face he was looking up
at her hopefully.
Then
she looked up and lost her own hope. David and Sierra were looking
down at her.
“Yeah,”
he said with a sigh, “I guess we probably should. We did make a ton
of money.”
Sherrie
gulped nervously as Sierra reached for her once more.
***
It
took two full days for Sherrie to regain her nerve. But once she did
she found herself leaving a positive review of Sierra’s OnlyShrinks
website.
And
encouraging others to volunteer to be part of the show, just like she
did.
After
all, the couple had offered her a ‘finder’s fee’ for volunteers
that mentioned her name. She smiled as she filled out applications on
her roommates’ behalf. And she couldn’t help but wonder which one
she’d be given as commission.
Setting the New Record by Thatgirlyouknow
Author's Notes:
To the readers: Part of this story is based generally on a video by Qido2001 (20001?) called ‘Setting the New Record.’ I’m a big fan but it seems like this video is hard to find on non-sketchy websites. Qido I believe is on Patreon and putting out sweet content every so often so check them out. And be careful if you look for that video lest your computer get an STD.
There will also be an ‘extra’ video from our heroine at the end involving not-quite scat and similar. Not my usual vein of writing but if we’re pretending these are people making videos for money I think we all know somebody who would watch this part.
David leaned back on
the couch and Sierra snuggled up next to him. He let out a sigh of
contentment and smiled as their movie played. He then struggled to
contain his urge to leap in terror as the killer burst out of a
closet and began chasing the unlucky campers again. David was an easy
mark for scary movies.
“You weenie!”
she laughed and smacked him lightly on the thigh.
“I’m not a -holy
shi!”
On screen someone
had just been impaled by a small tree. In the real world Sierra
laughed while David tried to calm himself down.
The day after
filming their last video they had finally gone on an actual date. The
friends had gone out to dinner and on ‘dates’ for years but never
as possibly more than friends. With all the barriers they’d broken
over the past several weeks it felt completely natural. They’d had
a few drinks, enjoyed a good meal, and at the end of the night…
Sierra had given him
a peck on the cheek instead of inviting him up to her apartment. It
seemed silly since they even had keys to each other’s apartments,
but to both of them it felt right. They’d spent the evening and
following day really thinking about their relationship and their
feelings despite both their urges to throw themselves on each other.
Leading to takeout
Chinese food and tonight’s movie.
To them both it felt
completely natural and ‘right’ to do these everyday things
without all the sexual tension of the recent weeks.
But by the time the
credits were rolling on the single surviving teenager, both were
feeling the tension.
“I know we wanted
to take it slow,” David started to say, but Sierra put a finger on
his lips.
“I do, as weird as
it sounds,” she interrupted, “So let’s just see each other
tomorrow, okay?”
Ten minutes later
they were both masturbating furiously in the comfort of their own
homes.
I’m making my
move tomorrow, David thought
after he finished.
Tomorrow for
sure, Sierra thought as she
cleaned her screaming toy off in the sink, I’ll get my
nerve to do it tomorrow.
She
felt utterly ridiculous but had to admit it to herself: David was
amazing. And she didn’t want to screw this up, no matter how
unlikely that was. He was the
first person she felt like she had a true connection with and she’d
half-ignored him for far too long. The last thing she wanted was to
move too fast.
The
cognitive dissonance between their current project that was going to
let them retire crazy early and her odd hesitation about their real
relationship wasn’t lost on her.
Or
David, who was currently over-analyzing the situation in a fit of
post-orgasm clarity. He fell asleep that night worried once more that
Sierra wasn’t actually interested in him.
When
they met in the morning to make sure they were ready for their next
video she gave him a kiss on the cheek and had his favorite type of
latte waiting for him. All his doubts vanished at her smile, and
Sierra found herself wishing they didn’t have a video to shoot
before she finally took David to bed.
***
“Hi
everyone!” Chelsea said with a smile and a wave, leaning toward the
camera.
“Heeey!”
Sierra said with matching enthusiasm.
The
two girls were sitting on Sierra’s bed. It had been done up with a
rainbow bedspread and they’d had a good time decorating her room
with posters of old boy bands and female pop stars. It wasn’t
unrecognizable but it was close. The room was also every stereotype
of a teenager’s room that the pair could think of.
They
were both also fully dressed, uncharacteristically. Chelsea wore
jeans and a casual t-shirt, while Sierra had a tight black crop-top
and a black short skirt. Without panties but no one could see that
part yet.
“I’m
so happy you’re here!” Sierra announced while Chelsea produced a
short, broad box from just out of view of the camera.
She
stood up and twirled, letting
her skirt flutter just enough to show her bottom.
Facing
the camera again she leaned forward and showed off her cleavage while
Chelsea started opening the box.
“We-”
she pointed at Chelsea and herself, “Are setting out to break a
record today!”
Chelsea
waved excitedly then reached into the box.
“It
probably won’t be official, but I’m gonna be the girl with the
most tinies -” Chelsea produced a two-inch tiny between her fingers
and dangled her upside down, “Up my butt!”
Sierra
turned and pointed to her backside with a giggle. While she wasn’t
looking Chelsea stuffed the little tiny into her mouth and swallowed
fast. By the time Sierra turned around Chelsea was just smiling at
the camera again with a grin.
“So
I’m sure we’ve all seen that video by Nova with the funnel,”
Chelsea said as Sierra moved back on the bed, “But we’re gonna
beat her by at least twenty!”
She
leaned the box toward the camera and showed a crowd of tinies, all
panicking.
“In
here we’ve got one-hundred-” she winked at the camera, “-
two-inchers, all volunteers from our really awesome viewers!”
The
truth was only about ten were volunteers, and Sierra and David had
charged them handsomely to be part of the video. This time their
foreshadowing comments were much more over-the-top but since the
volunteers were all men those comments were completely ignored. The
rest had been acquired by the trio over the past several days from
local malls, the beach, and a cheerleading competition. None of the
trio had admitted to each
other how many they actually
shrunk by mutual agreement; a hundred had been placed in the box
yesterday.
More
than one hundred and fifty had been shrunk in total, but shrinking
people was hungry work. Not to mention several had been stepped on by
the surrounding crowd, kicked into the distance on accident, or fed
to a particularly hungry looking stray dog. Sierra had even been
caught by a cheerleading coaching while shrinking multiple brunettes,
but the coach had accepted one of the tinies as a vibrating bribe and
inserted her before Sierra even started to walk away.
“And
Sierra here is gonna blow that old record out of the water!”
Sierra
knelt onto all fours and shook her backside toward the camera. She
flipped her skirt up above her waist then leaned forward onto her
chest and used her hands to pry her cheeks apart.
“No
funnel needed for this girl!” she said with a giggle.
Chelsea
picked out her first tiny and held him up to her eye. Luckily this
was one of the actual volunteers who was misguidedly excited to be
there.
“Let’s
do this!” he yelled up to her. Chelsea was excited to see he had a
raging erection and stunning lack of self preservation.
“Ready
for number one?” she asked Sierra.
“I’ve
been ready!” was the response.
Without
any further ado, Chelsea lowered her hand toward her best friend’s
backdoor. She had pre-lubricated herself a little but both girls knew
two-inch tinies wouldn’t give her any problems.
The
little man let out an excited yell and Chelsea pushed him through his
friend’s sphincter easily.
“Here
we go!” Sierra said happily.
Her
first tiny of the day was wiggling gently but she knew that wouldn’t
last long as it got crowded.
Chelsea
held tiny number two up the camera and shook her gently. This tiny
was too terrified to do more than squeak in terror, so Chelsea slid
her home where she vanished in a moment.
“Two!”
she said happily.
She
continued the ritual of holding up the tinies for the main camera for
several more, but as they got more terrified and harder to pretend
they were actually volunteers she did this less.
“You
bitch! You terrible-!” one tried to yell, but Chelsea rammed her
against Sierra’s sphincter with her whole body and pushed on her
midsection until she was consumed and almost folded in half.
“There’s
twelve,” she announced.
Sierra
let out an authentic delighted sigh. It really did feel good to have
so many little vibrators in her backdoor. But they had planned for
the very real anatomic truths they would have to deal with.
Chelsea
broke out some premade small posters she’d made to describe this
process. Small stick figures appeared to be rolling through an almost
square tube accompanied by smiley faces and childish arrows.
Sierra
shifted to lay on her left
side, letting the small crowd tumble further into her colon, then
rolled on the bed to further aid them on their journey. As they went
deeper it was less satisfying for her but a gentle press to the right
side of her abdomen revealed a gently moving mass of humanity at the
start of her colon.
“I
think I just made room,” she said, and
Chelsea pointed to her poster indicating that Sierra had just moved
most of the tinies deeper into her colon.
“Good,
get that hole ready for more!” Chelsea said excitedly as she picked
up more tinies.
The
next bunch went into the blonde easily as well and she repeated the
process. This time she sat up and pushed on her stomach with a smile.
“This
is easy,” she told the camera, “I didn’t realize how hungry my
butt was!”
“We’re
only at thirty-one,” Chelsea said as she picked up another, “Hope
it’s not filling up!”
“That
record is mine!” Sierra responded, snatching two tinies out of the
box.
“Goddess!”
one yelled up, “You’re the greatest e-mphhhh!”
Sierra
rolled onto her side and inserted him before bothering to hear what
he had to say. The second went in screaming.
“Thirty-three
now!” she announced.
It
was harder to disguise her voice than she expected; she really was
having a great time. But it was hard to ignore that her entire
abdomen felt like it was writhing.
Is a hundred
going to fit? she wondered.
Chelsea
got her for forty rapidly.
After
another side to side shuffling Sierra felt her abdominal squirming
slow as the crowd consolidated into her transverse colon. Neither she
nor Chelsea knew that for sure, but they had done as much research
into their goal as they cold, and the hope was that each length of
her colon could expand to ‘store’ more tinies as she stuffed more
in. David had weighed in too and suggested how to position herself to
make them fall further into herself.
Tiny
forty-one was a screaming blonde who had been planning on going to
college next year. She fell into Sierra’s colon and landed on
number thirty-two who had strategically and carefully been pushing
toward Sierra’s opening.
He
was having the best time of his life, still falsely believing he was
getting out of this because he’d paid for the experience. A little
blonde (not that he could see her hair in the darkness of his
goddess’s rectum) falling on him just made it even better.
“Ow,
shit!” he yelled, “Stop screaming!”
Forty-one
stopped screaming when forty-two, forty-three, and forty-four all
dropped on her simultaneously. It was getting squeezed tight again.
Thirty-two
shrugged mentally when he was pushed against the blonde.
“When
in Rome, right?” he asked her in the darkness. She sobbed as he
positioned himself differently behind her, too disoriented to notice.
The next several tinies landed directly on the pair, pushing
forty-one harder onto thirty-two, who ‘accidentally’ pushed his
rock hard cock into her own backdoor.
She
tried to panic and shove him away but the crowd above them kept
growing in weight and he didn’t even try to stop from sliding into
the all the way.
His
groan of pleasure and her scream of anger was overwhelmed by the
panicked shouts of everyone around them. Then the world moved.
“How
are you feeling, hot stuff?” Chelsea asked Sierra as she smacked
her friend’s backside.
Sierra
was rolling on the bed again to try and get more tinies further into
her descending colon, but it was becoming obvious that they were too
packed in for this strategy to do much more good.
“I
think…” she groaned as she crawled onto all fours again, “A
hundred might be a bit much. I swear I bet there’s some fucking
going on in there with all the movement.”
Chelsea
playfully crawled under her friend’s tummy and put her ear near her
belly button. She hear nothing but screaming and smiled as she
crawled back out.
“It
sounds like they’re having fun for sure!” she said with a giggle,
before leaning in and licking Sierra’s backdoor.
Tiny
number thirty-two was still balls deep in the blonde, and unknown to
him in the darkness forty-one’s mouth was currently filled by
forty-two’s much larger rod. This was purely by accident, but
forty-two wasn’t complaining. His own face was unfortunately wedged
in someone’s armpit.
Chelsea
continued counting out loud playfully as she added tinies to
Chelsea’s rectum. There were no more repositioning attempts; it was
pretty clear that the tiny blonde was just running out of space.
Number
seventy-three happily let himself slide into Sierra’s asshole.
Until Chelsea’s pushing finger rammed him hard against the mass of
humanity that was filling Sierra’s rectum to almost overflowing.
“Getting
some resistance here,” Chelsea said as she stuffed in four more.
“Keep
going,” Sierra groaned, no acting needed to show her discomfort.
“Eighty-two,”
Chelsea muttered, then let out a whoop of surprise.
Number
eighty-two squeezed back out of Sierra’s rectum with a shout,
propelled by her own desire to escape this nightmare and there simply
being no more room for her. She let out her own yell of success
followed by a scream.
“Get
in there, you!” Chelsea told her with a laugh, shoving her back
into her friend again.
“How
are we doing?” Sierra asked with a groan, “I don’t know how
much more I can do!”
Number
eighty-two popped back out again, and Chelsea used two fingers to
shove her as far into her friend’s backdoor as possible. It was
very obvious from that feel that there wasn’t much more room.
“Two
more?” Chelsea asked as she snatched up four more tinies, “That’ll
make eighty-six?”
“Wouldn’t
two get me to shiiiiit!” Sierra groaned as all four were shoved
inside of her rapid-fire.
This
time Chelsea had to hold her hand over her friend’s anus to keep a
tiny or two from being squeezed back out. She was careful to allow
enough room for some good camera shots but not enough for a toy to
escape.
“Okay,
that was four,” she admitted to her friend. “Now the toughest
part,” she continued saying to the camera with a large wink.
Chelsea
held up a small butt plug with a heart-shaped jewel.
“The
what?”
Sierra
squeezed her cheeks together; she could feel someone almost escaping
and even trying to clench herself shut made other areas contract.
They’d talked about this part but hadn’t gone into much detail,
unfortunately. She looked back at Chelsea but couldn’t see what her
friend was doing.
“You
have to be able to stand up without losing any, duh,” Chelsea said.
“Hey
no wait I-!”
Chelsea
crushed three hands when she pushed the plug into her friend. There
was a moment where she wasn’t sure if it would fit; Sierra’s ring
had no problem stretching around it but she was so stuffed with toys
it didn’t quite ‘squeeze’ in like it should have. But afters
several tense seconds she watched Sierra’s anus contract around the
plug’s neck until only the base remained.
Sierra
could only groan. She should have expected the plug but with her
insides so full thinking at all was getting difficult.
“Up,
up!” Chelsea urged.
She
had to help Sierra stand, but the blonde made it without losing any
tinies.
“I
made it!” she said happily to the camera, making
sure the camera could see her abdomen.
Sierra
couldn’t see it until she reviewed the video, but her colon was
mildly distended and outlined on her pale skin. Small
and indistinct movements were obvious above her belly button, and
later when David edited the video he added a zoomed in view
accompanied by the sound of a screaming crowd.
She
turned around and flipped her skirt up again from where it had
fallen; the camera zoomed in to show the jewel and a single small
hand trying to push its way to freedom.
“Please
tell me we got the record,” she said to Chelsea when she turned
back around.
Her
friend shrugged as she picked up two remaining tinies.
“I’ll
call Guinness?” she said with a laugh, “If eighty-six isn’t a
record then the system is rigged.”
“Let’s
call it eighty-seven,” Sierra said with a not-quite forced smile.
She
took one of the tinies from Chelsea and the girls tapped their tiny’s
heads together like a drinking custom. The screaming tinies vanished
into the girls’ mouths.
As
a pair the girls looked at the camera, swallowed, and started waving
goodbye.
“Thank
you for watching me set the record!” Sierra said.
“Catch
us next time!” Chelsea blew the camera a kiss.
In
the next room, David set a time marker on his cameras and camera
drones but left them running. Several in another room he activated
and was relieved when they turned
on without a hitch.
“That’s
a wrap!” he yelled into the bedroom, “And that’s a record for
sure unless we start counting those eating contests, but that’s
crap!”
He
heard a muffled ‘Oh thank Odin’ from Sierra, then rapid shuffling
toward the bathroom.
A
glance at his active drones
showed Sierra rushing toward the bathtub as Chelsea came out to get a
drink of water.
“That
was actually really fun,” she said as there was a groan and small
shout from the restroom, “Glad it wasn’t me though, I can barely
take a small dick back there let alone a crowd.”
David
almost spit out his own drink laughing. He’d definitely imagined
what it would feel like to nail Chelsea; she was the smallest adult
he knew and was likely
tighter than an angry monkey’s fist.
And that horniness had
existed long before their current ‘business’ venture.
Down boy!
he told his penis, Eye on the prize!
In
the restroom her relationship with David was the furthest thing from
Sierra’s mind.
Twenty
minutes later Sierra came out of the restroom on wobbly legs and
looking pale. She went directly to coffee machine and poured herself
a mug.
“Please
tell me we don’t need to do that one again,” she said as she
sipped.
“We
got all the footage we’d ever want,” David said as Chelsea
enthusiastically agreed.
He
spun his laptop around so she could see that he was already
mid-editing.
“It’ll
be a day or two before the edited version is up but we’ve got the
whole thing from a bunch of angles. Great work with acting like it
was fun,” he added, “We could both tell that was getting kinda
rough at the end.”
“You’ve
got no idea,” she replied, “I don’t think I’ll aim for more
than a few back there for a long time.”
She
paused with her eyes wide open and put a hand on her stomach quickly.
“Be
right back!” she said with a gasp and she rushed back to the
restroom.
“Those
cameras are still going, right?” Chelsea asked as she started
boiling some water on the oven in the largest pot they had.
“Well
they were just getting some crowd shots, they’re actually getting
pretty far up the side of the tub.”
Chelsea
looked at the screen just in time to see someone almost climb halfway
up the side of the tub before falling back down. That same someone
was crushed by Sierra’s foot as her friend hurried into the tub and
squatted down again.
“Feels
a little weird to watch this part,” she said as she reached into
the box with the few remaining tinies.
She
dropped four of the remaining few into her purse. Then added two more
after a pause.
“Gonna
be a money maker,” David replied, “But I totally get you.”
Chelsea
picked out one more tiny and slipped the screaming blonde into her
mouth.
“Need
a hand with her?” she asked playfully as she let the tiny peek out
from between her lips.
The
little woman held out a hand in a plea for help that made David
chuckle.
“Oh
no, we’re gonna be great.”
****
It
wasn’t until that evening that Sierra’s stomach settled down.
David pampered her through the day as he could; he was busy editing
their live footage into a good curated video. Luckily the most time
consuming thing they had to work on took little effort and taking
care of her made David feel surprisingly good.
“Finally,
that’s the last of them!” he announced as he finished pouring the
last batch of tinies into the pot of boiling water.
He’d
scooped them out of the tub in bunches in a mixing bowl, soaked them
in soapy water, then began cycling them through their improvised
sanitation situation. They fell into the boiling water where their
screams were cut off rapidly under the rolling boil. Once they were
all out of the tub Sierra had taken her own full shower, emerging
fifteen minutes after starting with a handful of tinies that had been
slipping their way to freedom.
Sierra
set a timer for five minutes. That, according to the internet, was
enough time to boil a tiny clean.
“It’s
so weird!” she said from the couch as David sat back down, “We’ve
both eaten tinies off the ground and who knows where they’ve been?”
He
laughed; he knew what she was getting at.
“Yeah,
well think of this as double duty,” he reminded her, “Clean
enough to eat and for that torture comp video we might make someday.”
She
patted on the couch next to her and David sat; she leaned in to put
her head on his chest.
“That
kinda sucked but was actually really fun,” she admitted. “I feel
like there’s still a few in me.”
As
if someone heard her, Sierra felt a stirring in her guts. It felt
close to her backdoor once more but this time the pressure wasn’t
overwhelming and she didn’t have the urge to run to the restroom.
In fact, it felt just like if she’d slipped a few into herself
before finally sealing the deal with her new boyfriend.
So
she sat up from David and made a show of pulling off her panties from
below her skirt.
“Pants
off,” she ordered.
David
didn’t hesitate but as he yanked his jeans down he said: “Are you
sure? Like-”
Sierra
wrapped her hands around his cock and aimed him upwards as she
straddled him.
“How
long have you loved me?” she asked him as she held herself just
above his rod. She could feel the heat radiating from him. It had
been months since she’d had a full-size man inside of her. And
probably never since someone who she felt so strongly about.
She’d
denied it for years but she loved David too, even if she couldn’t
bring herself to say it out loud yet.
“Uh
uh – years? You never-”
Sierra
sank down onto David until her buttocks were resting on his thighs.
His length barely stroked her cervix and she knew if they got rough
she’d be bruised. And it would be worth it.
She
leaned forward and kissed him deeply.
“Sorry
I took so long,” she told him as she began slowly sliding up and
down.
“Forgiven,”
he breathed back before pulling her back into the kiss.
Twenty
minutes later Sierra was sprawled out on the couch with David’s
seed splattered across what felt like most of her abdomen. He’d
pulled out at the last second since they hadn’t used a condom. As
she caught her breath he brought her back a towel.
“Worth
the wait?” he asked with a grin, looking down at his still
half-erect cock.
He’d
waited years for this moment and it was obvious his cock wasn’t
done – but Sierra clearly was. The blonde looked exhausted beyond
all reasoning and -
Is that?
he wondered as he looked at her partially visible backdoor.
“Totally,”
she replied as she carefully wiped herself off, “But I think
someone’s interrupting my post glow.”
David
leaned forward and pinched the top half of the very first tiny to be
inserted. There were still several in her rectum but his enthusiasm
about the situation had given him more energy: he knew his goddess
was having sex and thought it was well worth what he paid to be part
of the video.
“Hell
yeah!” the little man shouted, “That was awesome!”
To
David’s ears it wasn’t quite squeaking but Sierra’s heavy
breathing still drowned out any useful words.
“Now
can you change me back?!?” the little man yelled, “I’ve got
kids that need-”
“The
rest are way over,” David told Sierra as he walked into the
kitchen, “But can you restart that timer? One more for the pot.”
The
little man splashed into the water with a scream.
“But
I paid you!” he tried to yell before the rolling boiling water
yanked him under, but David was already walking away.
The
happy couple sat back on the couch and relaxed, neither bothering to
put clothes back on.
“So,
uh,” David started to say to her as they both looked at his mostly
hard rod, “I totally get it if you’re exhausted and all but-”
“Oh
no,” Sierra said with a smile, “I’m on the pill, you outweigh
me by like a hundred pounds, and I’ve been an idiot for friend
zoning you like I did.”
She
put a hand on his thigh.
“My
safe word is ‘sandwich,’ but I can’t use it if my mouth is
full.”
“So
like uh-”
Sierra
grabbed his hand and put it on the back of her head. Her own hand
made sure he grasped firmly.
“You
held back for years,” she said as she looked down at his still-hard
rod, “Let’s get some of that out of your sysg-ggaah!”
David
had gotten the hint.
So worth the
wait, he thought as he tested
Sierra’s non-existent gag reflex.
***
This
is the end of the chapter. Consider the rest a ‘bonus’ video.
Warning:
Includes ‘clean’ scat.
David
and Sierra are finally hooking up. Dozens of tinies are still on the
stove boiling to be sterilized, and when done they’ve been getting
packed into ziploc baggies and tucked into the produce shelf of the
fridge.
And
on the day David has their record-setting video edited and uploaded
he shows Sierra what else they recorded.
“So
you really think people are going to watch this?” she asked
incredulously. It wasn’t quite like anything else she’d ever
seen. And
she was still pretty uncertain about having done this part of the
video as well.
“Somebody
will, I guarantee it,” he replied, “And knowing our viewers
probably a lot more than either of us expect. Plus
I bet an endorsement from the Colo-Cleanse company. You
ready?”
“Uh,
sure.”
Sierra
settled onto David’s lap and he pressed play on the video.
On
screen there was, briefly, the blank white sides of her bathtub. And
then…
Sierra
groaned and held her abdomen as she rushed into the restroom. A brief
glance in the mirror showed her makeup was holding up well but her
stomach was telling her otherwise.
Before
anything could happen she stepped into the tub and squatted back on
her heels.
“Oh
this is gonna be weird,” she said aloud as she reached between her
legs and grasped the jeweled base of her butt plug and tried to pull
on it.
The
act of squatting had increased the pressure in her abdomen alarmingly
and she wasn’t sure if she’d throw up before she could-
The
jeweled plug pulled free and Sierra almost shouted in relief. There
had been no worry about it getting stuck; she had done larger before.
Sounds
she didn’t care to mention happened immediately.
Without
any pause between, several tiny bodies followed the plug out. Each
had a moment to scream before they landed on the floor of the tub.
“What
is wrong with-” one tried to yell out as she stopped rolling along
the porcelain.
Her
almost finished question was cut off by a groan from Sierra and
another dozen tinies almost launching from her anus from the
pressure. More screams rang out with thumps and thuds and other
unmentionable noises as the crowd was finally able to escape Sierra’s
rectum.
“Oh
shit,” she moaned as she felt little bodies crowding her feet.
Sierra didn’t try to adjust, just lifted slightly on her legs then
lowered her butt again to cause another exodus. Each tiny that shot
out almost felt like a strange anal bead and she considered herself
lucky that it wasn’t starting to hurt.
After
several minutes her legs began to wobble and she stood carefully,
pulling herself up using the shelf. A glance down showed her a mostly
angry and disoriented crowd of tinies that weren’t *quite* the
right color but saw
none
of the major things she’d been hoping to avoid. Her pre video
cleanout
had gone very well apparently.
Before
her insides could betray her again she stepped out of her skirt and
got completely naked.
“Here,”
she said to the crowd that was, mostly, trying to run away from her,
“Have a rinse.”
Using
the detachable shower head she started to hose down the crowd,
pushing them toward the drain. None were small enough to slip through
but no one appreciated the higher pressure water jet they were being
hit with.
Sierra
turned and squatted again to face the crowd with her backdoor. She
switched the head to a gentler spray and aimed it at her anus before
bearing down again. The water helped more of the tinies slide out and
fall screaming to the tub, and this time her insides were very
determined to expel as many as possible.
By
the time these spasms let Sierra go she was on all fours in the
child’s pose, intermittently passing gas and tinies in pairs and
triplets versus the tens and fifteens from several minutes prior.
When
it felt like she could stand again Sierra made herself get up and
gently rinsed her lower half with water. Idly she kicked the tinies
that had been pushed toward her back into the crowd near the drain.
“No
way that’s all of you,” she said before wincing briefly. Another
tiny slipped out of her and hit the floor after a longer fall and
scream.
“Might
be a long day.”
Before
the could actually leave the restroom she had pulled out two more and
tossed them unceremoniously into the tub.
Her
stomach had mostly settled by the time she was dressed again and
walking out to talk to David.
The
video faded out as several of the actual paying volunteers cornered
tiny number forty-one, who number thirty-two had held so tightly
during their expulsion he’d remained balls deep in her asshole the
entire time.
“She’s
got two more holes!” thirty-two announced, still certain he was
going to be regrown and determined to have a good time. He forcefully
rolled onto his back, pulling the blonde into position on top of him.
She
tried to get free but before she could even truly get started
multiple other tinies were pushing their way into her other holes,
cutting off her screams as she saw a line forming.
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