Midterms at any university are a chaotic and stressful time
for students and faculty alike. However, for two students who had just turned
in their mid-term psychology papers, an assignment accounting for half their
grade, the stress was about to escalate as they found themselves summoned to
the wood-panelled office of the school's Dean. An uneasy silence hung in the
air as they waited together.
After what felt like an eternity, the heavy door creaked on its hinges.
The dean, a proud middle-aged woman exuding confidence and authority, entered
the room. Taking her seat behind the desk, she leaned forward to adjust a
nameplate that read ‘Dr. Carmen Rorschach’ in gold-plated letters. Her glasses
caught the light as she perused the paperwork before her. With a swift
movement, she brushed a lock of short black hair from her face and fixed her
ice-cold blue gaze upon the students seated before her. “Good morning girls,”
she said firmly, her tone setting the atmosphere, “I want you both to
understand that I don't entertain excuses or drama, is that understood?” There
was a pause between them before the Dean took their silence as enough of an
answer in itself. “To get straight into it I just want to make it painfully
clear that the reason we're sitting here today is an extremely serious matter.”
The room bore an air of vintage austerity, evoking the ambiance of both a
warden's office and an aristocrat's drawing room. “Yes, Dean Rorschach,” Cali
responded respectfully, though she remained bewildered by the situation. A
summons to the dean's office could herald either very good news or something
exceptionally dire. The mahogany desk sprawled before her like a placid stygian
lake, and across from her sat the impeccably dressed dean, her expression
unreadable.
“I said is that understood, Miss
Gulliver?” The dean asked, pointedly, towards the redhead sitting beside Cali.
Ava was what made the situation so troubling. Her grades were totally
unpredictable, fluctuating just high enough to maintain her athletics
scholarship. Occasionally, she'd pull off an academic miracle and earn an A,
but it often seemed like Ava's focus was more on the next big party than on
upcoming tests or assignments. Maybe the dean had summoned them to ask if Cali
could somehow tutor Ava – that must be it. The university, much to Cali's
chagrin, prided itself on its athletes, and losing Ava due to her failing a
class would be a substantial blow.
Ava rolled her eyes dramatically and responded “Yes, Dean Rorschach…”
The dean responded to Ava's attitude in kind with a firm and stern smile.
“As you both should already be aware…” Dr. Rorschach began, interlacing her
fingers and resting her elbows on the desk. “According to university policy,
there are several infractions that can lead to immediate expulsion.” Her voice
trailed off slightly, her gaze sweeping over each student's face, both large
and small. “Fighting, gambling and weapons on school grounds," she paused,
her eyes fixing on the tiny brunette standing on her desk, her smile fading. “Cheating…” the dean's gaze then lifted
to meet Ava's, "or plagiarism."
She finished, her words carrying a weight of emphasis.
“This is ridiculous.” Ava snorted, crossing her arms and shifting one leg
over the other. “We haven't done anything wrong!”
Dr. Rorschach's eyebrows arched into pointed peaks on her forehead.
“Well, the reason you're both here is for me to determine one thing.” A single
index finger lifted from her clasped hands. “Both of your psychology midterm
papers were found to be nearly identical.” The hardness in the dean's voice
turned frigid, and she directed her gaze down at Cali on the desk. “Now, you’ve
been an exemplary student during your time here. As such, I'll ask you first.
Was this either cheating or plagiarism?”
Stunned by the revelation, Cali stared wide-eyed at the dean, desperately
hoping for some sign that this was just some twisted joke. The small woman
turned slightly to gauge Ava’s reaction, only to be met with a chilling smile
and a glare that made the hair on her neck stand on end.
“I… I honestly don’t know, Dr. Rorschach. I would never cheat, ever, and
the thought of plagiarising is unthinkable to me. Tinies can barely even make
it into university, and I’m honoured and grateful for this opportunity. I would
never do anything to jeopardise this opportunity! I’m… I’m sure there’s a
rational explanation to all of this… r-right, Ava?”
A cheery chime chirped out from somewhere beneath the dean's desk. Dr.
Rorschach retrieved her phone from her pocket. While the dean’s focus was
absorbed by the contents displayed on the glowing device, Ava reached for the
glass of water resting before her. Casting a sidelong glance at Cali, the
redhead drew in a mouthful of water, swished it back and forth deliberately and
swallowed hard. She tilted her chin up as the muscles of her throat flexed,
baring her neck at the shrunken student and making sure the liquid passed her
tonsils with a more than audible Gluck.
Cali's nerves jolted as the dean’s phone was loudly placed, face down, on
the hardwood surface of the desk, breaking the silence. “Apologies for that
interruption,” Dr. Rorschach mumbled, her attention refocusing on Cali. “All I
need to know, Ms. Chell, is whether you knowingly allowed Ms. Gulliver to copy
your paper. You see, she's built up quite a record during her time here.
Despite being a top-performing athlete, her scholarship doesn't grant her
immunity from punitive action.”
The dean's words sounded distant, barely registering in Cali's mind. Her
gaze remained locked on Ava's throat, the recent interaction playing over and
over in her thoughts.
Did Ava just... threaten me? The unsettling possibility gnawed at Cali's
mind. She tried to dismiss the idea as overthinking, convincing herself that no
one could be that cruel. But the unease kept bubbling up, and she found herself
lost in a sea of anxiety while the entire room waited for her response.
Time seemed to stretch as Ava took another deliberate sip of water, her
eyes unwaveringly fixed on Cali.
Gruk
Cali’s heart hammered in her chest, her surroundings began to warp and
blur. The implications of Ava's action felt like a weight bearing down on her.
That was definitely targeted at her, she had to respond, but if she said the
wrong thing then… but she can’t because…
“Ms. Chell…” The dean’s voice came again, more impatient this time,
snapping Cali back to the present moment. The pressure to reply now was
undeniable.
“Dr. Rorschach, I… I never-”
Vzzzzzzzz Vzzzzzzz. Vzzzzzzz Vzzzzzz. The dean’s phone buzzed
on the desk, eliciting a small yelp from Cali.
“Calm down Ms. Chell,” the dean’s voice was a mixture of annoyance,
impatience, and a hint of amusement. She stared down at the bright screen and
continued, “Excuse me ladies, I’ll be back in a moment.”
Ava swallowed the last drop of water and sighed dramatically as she set
the empty glass directly beside the miniature young woman. “Ahhh… sorry about
that, I was sooo thirsty.”
One half of the conversation could be heard on the other side of the
office door. “Missing?!... Are you sure?!... Okay, I'm on my way…” Then the
dean's voice seemingly vanished, carried away by the departing footsteps which
grew quieter and quieter until they too had disappeared.
Cali stared intently at the ornate desk chair that once held the dean. As
if committing it to memory, she focused on the small copper studs that hemmed
the darkly polished leather of the chair's back. She noted that the arm rests
were a tinge darker than the rest of the seat, but it worked well. For a brief
moment she was able to lose herself in thought, but something kept interfering.
A shaking beneath her. Her mind flickered a warning, but she looked down
anyway. Her legs were trembling. Not only that, but her arms were gripping her
elbows, knuckles white, as if to hold her body from shivering.
Cali again became aware of the other presence in the room and her heart
dropped. It was clear the fiery haired woman was waiting for her to react, and
Cali's nerves couldn't bear the tense silence any longer.
“Ave..... Ava... did you c-copy my midterm?” Cali asked, her voice hoarse
and steeped in fear.
"What do you think?"
Ava whispered. Her lips now in close proximity directly behind the brunette.
Cool humid breath washed over her, sending shivers coursing through her
spine. Cali kept her eyes on the chair, too afraid of what she might see if she
turned around. She had to keep Ava busy, keep her talking, and waste enough
time for the dean to come back.
Pinching her eyes closed she forced out her next words, “w-why?”
“Mmm.” Ava moaned as she closed
her fingertips around Cali’s tiny little ankle. In mere seconds she hoisted her
up by her leg, swung her above the mouth of the now empty glass, and dropped
her inside. Biting her lip Ava brought her face just beside the cup so she
could really look at her shrunken
classmate. The tiny woman’s dark chocolaty hair was in stark contrast to her
milky pale skin, and she seemed even more frail than usual in her current
prison. At this distance, Ava could almost see every freckle on the girl’s
face, the fear in those hazel eyes, the tremble of her lip. “Oh c’mon Cali, do
you seriously think I had any chance of getting a passing grade on my own? We
both know I don't have the time to study.”
The sound of Ava's voice reverberated in Cali’s glass prison and shook
her to her very core. Carefully, so as not to slip on the wet glass, the tiny
woman got up from her hands and knees and stood to face her captor.
“You could've asked me to tutor you Ava. If..... if we get out of this
then, then... I'll do all of your extra credit work. That should be enough to
take you to a B+ at the very least if you do bad on the final. P-please
A-ava... please. I don't like being in here.”
Ava rose, straightening her back upright. Her expression flashed from
playful to what could only be described as malicious. “You were going to snitch
on me, weren't you?”
Her arms crossed low beside her waist. Her fingers hooking beneath the
hem of her shirt. In one elegant movement, Ava lifted her shirt. It glided
across her smooth stomach, catching only briefly on the mounds of her breasts until those too lifted and gave way before
falling back into the hands of gravity with a bounce. The shirt collar caught
her copper toned hair and dragged it up with it as it passed over her face.
Finally free of any bindings, Ava tossed it aside lazily.
“No! I swear, please, Ava, I honestly wasn’t! I was... what... are you
doing?” Cali had a very bad feeling
about this. Ava wouldn’t undress like this unless she knew the dean would be
gone for a while, and, even more concerning: why was she undressing in the
first place?
Her eyes widened as she caught sight of Ava’s nude form. Her heart jumped
and conflicting feelings rose inside her. She had fantasised before, honestly
who hadn’t? This was Ava fucking Gulliver! But Ava never gave any indication
she was gay, or bi, or into... tinies... but this was the worst way to find out
that those assumptions might have been wrong.
The little woman dropped her gaze, sickened with the feelings stirring
within, and still very much aware that one wrong word could spell the end of
her. “Ava, please don't do this....”
A thumb and forefinger was all it took for Ava to undo the button of her
pants with a pop. Her giant green
eyes were fixed on Cali as she tugged the zipper down and slipped her waistband
over each of her hips. As she leaned forwards to slide her pants off each leg
her face was brought within inches of the glass once more. “Or what, Cali?...” she cooed. shifting
her weight from one foot to the other Ava freed each of her ankles. “You gonna
tell the dean?...” Ava tossed the
blue denim across the room, it landed with a thump beside the heap that was her
shirt. Standing back up Ava skimmed her hands across the length of her bare
skin and made a show of revealing the fully nude body they traced. “I wouldn't
bet on her saving you… she just found out her daughter went missing.” Almost as
if it were on cue Ava's stomach grumbled. Her lips parted just enough for a
pink tongue to slither out from between them and run along their shape, leaving
a glistening trail of moisture across them. “Isn’t it weird how easily you little
people just seem to disappear?”
Cali backed away in disbelief but quickly collided with the cold glass
behind. She sank down as if, by some miracle, that extra bit of distance would
somehow save her. But as she watched Ava approach, hips swaying with a
predator’s confidence, she knew that this would be the end. Her eyes began to
sting with tears, and somehow it seemed like Ava was savouring the sight. Her
unwavering green eyes glittered with hunger and a burning desire, slender
fingers tracing various parts of her body as she approached. Up her thigh,
across her smooth belly, over her breast, halting on her throat, then straight
down.
The sight drove Cali over the edge of desperation, she knew she had to do
something if she wanted to survive this. Casting her dignity aside she
prostrated herself and began to plead, “Ava, please, I’ll do anything. Please
don’t do... that. I'll... drop out.
I’ll work for you. I’ll worship you. Please please please Ava. Please. I don’t
want to die!”
“You know, I've been watching you all semester Cali…” Ava said in a husky
voice, Her excitement was catching up with her and beginning to make her
breathing heavy. “Just waiting for an opportunity to catch you all alone.” A
finger on Ava’s free hand began to circle around the lip of the glass again and
again. “And since you've gone and started all of this trouble…” her middle
finger sank into the cup, pulling the glass wall tight against her fingers on
the other side. “The least you could do is make it up to me…” The ground shook
beneath Cali. Ava began to raise her hand, the cup, and the girl inside of it
until the shrunken student was looking her directly in the face. “Don't you agree?” Ava smirked at the
terror in Cali's eyes. Poor thing is
already shaking and we haven't even gotten to the good part, she thought.
Cali’s face paled and it took considerable effort to stop herself from
hyperventilating. She scanned the woman’s face for any shred of empathy or even
evidence that this was some sort of sick prank. Ava's lips parted slightly and
a slithering tongue crept forward, wetting her lips once more. Cali could only
quiver in horror as eyes drank in her every tremble.
“What are you g-going to do to me?” she squeaked out, her voice barely
coming through between the chattering of teeth.
“What do you think, little one?” Ava said, her smirk broadening into a
toothy grin, “we’re going to have a little
fun.”
The glass began to sink through the air. Although it was just the simple
act of lowering her arm to her side for Ava, it felt nearly equivalent to free
falling for Cali. Ava walked casually towards the couch on the far side of the
room, her hips swaying side to side, and her arm lazily swinging to and fro
with each step. The cup between her fingers wobbled loosely as it swung in its
wide arc.
Cali’s mind reeled as she stared through her glass prison at the floor.
The centripetal force kept her steady for the most part, but the nonchalant way
in which Ava sauntered toward the couch filled the tiny with dread. One slip of
a finger would be all it takes to send her plunging toward the ground, and
quite possibly a gruesome glass shattering demise.
She forced her eyes away from the ground. She was met with the side-view
glance of two pale and voluptuous cheeks completely dominating her sight. The
glass came to a halt and began to fall. Ivory skin blurred across her sight
before revealing a colourful bookshelf in the distance and, closer and far more
distressing, Ava’s glistening pink lips. The cup halted, and once more swung
back, but Ava turned on her heel and turned the glass. The sudden motion sent
Cali flying. Dazed and terrified, she hastily tried to orient herself…
Taking one final step Ava twisted around and allowed herself to fall
freely backwards onto the couch. The cushions let out a faint hiss as they
abruptly accepted her weight and allowed her body to sink in. She let out a
deep sigh as she settled into a comfortable, laid back sitting position and
brought the glass back up in front of her face.
Ava sat there for a moment, gazing at the trapped little woman inside the
glass with deep thought written all over her face. ‘She looks so scared,’ Ava thought to herself, the ideas that were
coursing through her mind nearly as fast as the blood pumping through her
veins. Her teeth unconsciously sank into her lip. Finally her lips parted “So… you already said you would do anything and we’ll get to that but…”
Ava's voice trembled, but not out of fear. Its tone grew deeper, it became
long, drawn out and breathy. Husky even. “But I'm curious. What was it that you
were so afraid I'd do to you?” She said while slowly dragging the pad of her
index finger against the glass, tracing the length of the woman behind it.
The sound of Ava’s finger trailing
along the glass brought to mind the sound of wind chimes in a cool summer
afternoon. Somehow the sweet memory made the simple act seem far more sinister.
Cali gave an involuntary shiver when a thought crossed her mind, it was as if
the finger behind her was sizing her up. The frightened girl looked up into
Ava’s grinning face, knowing full well that lying would likely reduce what
little chance she had left, and spoke, “I was… I was afraid that…” She shifted
uncomfortably, hugging herself and looking down. “I was afraid you would eat
me.”
Ava’s watchful eyes widened. The blood rushing just beneath the surface
of her cheeks quickly turned her complexion a deep rosy red. “Oh my god…” she muttered. The finger she
had been using to measure Cali lifted to her face and caressed her plush lips
before sinking deep into her mouth. Cali was roughly the length of Ava's
finger, the finger that had just completely vanished behind the two massive
pillows of her pink lips. Her mouth opened, the finger ran the length of her
wet tongue as it withdrew. “I probably could if I tried to… couldn’t I?” Ava said, her fingers
trailed down her chin and onto her neck. With a deep, shuddering breath Ava’s
lips shut tight. her green eyes fluttered shut. Her lower jaw shifted as if to
accommodate having something large inside her mouth and then she swallowed. Her
hand sank towards her chest as the soft and wet sound of her throat doing what
it was designed to do rang out in the space between them. “I’ve heard rumours
of other girls doing it here and there at parties and what not but I…” Ava’s
giant green eyes opened and locked onto the tiny she held in front of her, “I
never even really thought about trying it for myself until now.”
Cali’s heart dropped at the sound of those words. Her throat tightened
and tears swelled in her eyes. Did she ruin her chances already? She opened her
mouth to respond but realised she had nothing… no way to bargain, no way out.
Ava wanted her and she would get her.
The prison tilted slowly and Cali immediately tried to step back. The
floor rose on her heels and soon she felt herself sliding toward the side of
the glass. Slipping, crawling, the small woman threw her arms out to find
purchase and somehow stop herself from sliding, but the slick crystal surface
gave none. She felt gravity take hold of her body and drag her to the rim. Her
slow descent seemed an eternity, but couldn’t have taken more than a second.
She found herself clinging for dear life, the edge pressing into her ribs
uncomfortably. Icy chills ran through her legs as they dangled freely, kicking,
swinging, hoping that somehow there’d be something she could step on.
Ava kept tilting.
The brunette’s palms were pressed firmly to the glass, all her energy
being directed into slowing the inevitable. For a moment it seemed like she had
actually stopped completely, then her hand slipped…
Ava watched Cali with excitement as she tumbled briefly through the air,
somersaulting head over heels again and again until she collided with the soft
flesh of her bare midriff. Ava smirked as she finished turning the glass until
it was completely upside-down and then brought it down on top of her tiny
classmate, trapping her once more. One hand held the glass firmly down,
pressing into her skin until the rim indented slightly. Ava slid her free hand
across her lower abdomen and between her legs, allowing her fingers to lightly
tease her aching loins. She stared back down at Cali with fire in her eyes and
ordered, “take your dress off.”
Ava’s muffled words drummed through the transparent cage, and although
they filled Cali with anguish, it was nothing compared to the sounds coming
from beneath her. Low burbling and rumbling reverberated upward from the
complex system of Ava’s gut. Remains of long since digested food filtering
through, breaking down, being absorbed.
Almost like a whip ordering her into action, Ava’s stomach groaned, the
vibrations shaking Cali’s very bones. Her top and skirt came off quickly, the
damp cloth being tossed aside. Humiliation and fear burned on her face as she
awkwardly fiddled with her cream
coloured bra, all too aware of Ava’s eyes drinking her in.
“All of it,” Ava demanded.
The clasp snapped free, releasing her petite pale breasts. She dropped it
and wiped dishevelled hair and tears from her face using the back of her hand.
Cali could feel the thrumming of Ava’s heart beneath her quicken, the
realisation making her own heart rate skyrocket.
One deep breath. A second. By the third she had regained most of her
composure and hooked her thumbs over her underwear. She slid them down slowly,
whether in hopes to give Ava a show that might tempt her to spare Cali or to
simply prolong what little time she had left, she wasn’t sure. When the
lingerie touched the warm skin beneath her, Cali paused. Sliding the
undergarments aside, she stayed crouching and made a decision. She bit back
tears, kneeled, and softly kissed Ava’s belly.
Ava could feel the gentle touch. Her kiss felt more like a little tickle,
hardly noticeable but still there. Accidentally hitting her more sensitive area
with her finger she had to stifle a moan. It barely escaped her lips. “Good.” Ava gasped. “You know… you’re
actually really pretty.” Panting and trembling Ava fought to keep her breath
steady. “Now if I remove the glass-you're not going to run. Are you?”
She craned her head up, her fear and subservience painted clearly across
her face. She opened her mouth as if to speak, but instead quickly shook her
head side to side. Ava grinned down at her belly. Slowly her hand lifted the
empty water glass and set it off to the side. Her now free fingers immediately
returned, pinching and plucking up the scattered pile of Cali’s clothes. First
the dress, then the bra, and, after finally snatching hold of her panties, Ava
discarded them all by dropping them back into the cup beside her. Removing her
other hand from beneath her lips she brought her fingers to her mouth and
tasted herself on them. Her piercing green eyes never leaving Cali's quivering
form. “Mmm…” Ava hummed.
Fresh air with the faint lingering scent of sex swept over her. Cali
stayed low, unsure of exactly what to do, and growing ever more nervous at what
would happen if she didn’t make a decision. The tiny woman rose to her feet
like a ballerina: slow, precise, and deeply aware she’s being watched. Her one
arm covered her breasts, the other shielding the view between her legs. In the
most servile voice she could peep out, Cali asked, “how may I serve you,
m-mistress?”
“Mistress…?” Ava said, giggling
through a mocking smirk. “I could get used to that! Well, since you're so
eager,” her fingers slid off her chin and trailed across her chest, passing
between the hills of her breasts before pausing beside Cali at the bottom of
her ribcage. “I’m sure you could figure out something
to make it up to me. You know, for getting me caught up in this whole mess.”
Ava winked and after sending a kiss in Cali’s direction pointed south on her
body. South towards the slight mound that formed before vanishing over the
horizon and beneath her hips. “Unless you want me to figure out how I should use you to repay me.”
Wide eyed she shook her head and stammered out, “I can, I can do it.” Cali gave
Ava’s fingers a sidelong glance, the memory of how effortlessly they snatched
her up still vivid in her mind’s eye. The small brunette, still haphazardly
covering herself, peered up at Ava one last time. The woman’s carnal grin grew
even more eager, her hand trailing up toward her breast, fingers lightly
twisting and pinching the hardening nipple. She could still feel Ava’s green
gaze when she finally turned and made her way down the soft, flat stomach,
deliberately ignoring the faint gurgles she could not only hear but also feel
underfoot. Gingerly Cali walked, slowing whenever Ava's breathing was at its
zenith, each step sinking slightly into the spongy abdomen before finding solid
purchase on the powerful muscles below.
The light touch of the tiny’s footsteps drew goosebumps out of Ava’s
porcelain skin. Cali’s journey across her body was like the sensually teasing
touch of a partner. Her loins were quivering–racked with the dull, throbbing
ache of her desire. Fingers curling in on themselves Ava faintly dragged the
back of her fingernails across the skin of her stomach, slowly passing Cali
they went on to trail up the sensitive erogenous area of her inner thigh. “If I
were you I’d hurry up…” Ava said in a low and raspy voice. “I tend to lose
control of myself when I’m teased for too long.”
The words struck her like a bullet. Her steps staggered and she nearly
fell headlong into a navel that could likely take in her whole upper body. Cali
caught herself, and by the time she recovered she was already running. She had
to do this perfectly, and even then it might not be enough. If she could get
Ava to the brink, or more, she might have a chance to be kept around, which
meant she could find some way to escape. The skin beneath her grew taut, with
every shudder and breath pulsing through her like a spider reading vibrations
in a web. The air was thick and heavy with the spiced scent of the redhead's
sex. Cali's head swam as she breathed in deep, trying to recover from the short
sprint before she threw herself at the monumental task before her.
Cali stepped forward, Ava’s arm uncomfortably close as it caressed her
thigh, and kneeled before the giantess' clit.
The tiny woman was at the precipice of Ava’s pleasure, the sensation
shooting bolts of electricity through her body. It felt like her nerves were
burning with need, twitched as it began to anticipate Cali’s first touches. Ava
carefully relocated her fingers, sliding them down the curvature of her pubis,
over top and on either side of the tiny girl that hugged her waist. So close to
her but not quite touching. ‘I could
really do anything I wanted to do with her right now and nobody would ever know…’
The thought of her total control pulled a moan from deep in her chest. She felt
so swollen, so absolutely engorged. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d
been so aroused by anything, let alone allowing herself to be so worked up by a
tiny. Carefully Ava slid the pads of her index and ring fingers down both sides
of her glistening labia. Digging in she stroked upwards and outwards, Spreading
her lips wide open and presenting her entire engorged self to Cali. Her middle
finger hovering directly over Cali, casting her in shadow. the form of her hand
was comfortable. It was the same form she often used as she pleasured herself,
using two fingers to open herself up while leaving the middle finger free to
strike and stroke at her womanhood. Opportunities and ideas and possibilities
raced through her mind, her inner muscles twitching and clenching in their
excitement as they eagerly waited for the little woman's touch.
Ava’s upper palm and middle finger loomed over Cali like the axe of an
executioner. The finger craned and darted downward, plunging itself between
glistening lips. A tremor of pleasure pulsed throughout the larger woman, and
Cali was partially relieved to see her so aroused. She had never been great at
foreplay, even less so when her life was at stake. The middle finger sped back,
and the movements seemed almost regretful at the small indulgence. She knew
what Ava wanted, and if it helped prolong her life then she’d give it to her.
Cali’s fingers danced on Ava’s clit like a witch with a crystal ball. The
heat was almost tantalising as it radiated into her arms. A splinter of lust
wedged itself into Cali’s fear-stricken mind as Ava’s impatient gasps of
delectation echoed from above. Ava’s scent was becoming overwhelming,
oppressive, intoxicating. The little
woman planted her hands firmly on the clit and leaned forward, trailing her
tongue over the sensitive nub, the taste of sour-sweetness blooming in her
mouth.
Ava’s body tensed and locked up on her. Pleasure rolled through her
entire being like gentle waves lapping at the shore of a beach. With each
passing wave the sound of the crash grew louder and louder. Cali’s little hands
felt so subtle, so taunting but yet
still definitively present. “Oh my fucking...”
Ava’s voice rose from her chest only to get caught in the tightening of her
throat. “GOD.” she gasped. Out of context her groan may have been
mistaken for one of pain or discomfort rather than ecstasy. ‘More…’ Her heart was pounding in her
chest. Each thump sending pulsing beats throbbing throughout her entire system
and sex. She could hear the blood rushing past her eardrums. ‘I need more…’ she thought. Ava carefully
shifted her hips to allow her arm to slide beneath her thigh, being sure not to
rock hard enough that Cali lost her balance. Once in place two fingers slowly
lubricated themselves as they caressed the moist lips and then plunged in
deeply. “Ahh.. Fuck!” She gasped,
nearly screaming. Her hips began to rock back and forth instinctively,
desperately rocking in a motion to try and amplify the sensations gracing her
flesh.
Cali grabbed hold of the clit and pushed her body firmly against it. The
tiny woman ground her entire upper body against the nub, the rhythmic motion of
Ava’s lust telling her exactly how much speed and force she had to apply. The
throes of the redhead’s passion, the sweet squelches of fingers entering,
hoarse breaths growing sharp… a familiar warmth blossomed inside the brunette
and the temptation was impossible to ignore.
Careful not to slip on the slick skin, Cali readjusted herself, a pale
hand moving between her legs and caressing soaked lips. Maybe if she sees I’m enjoying myself she’d be more likely to keep me,
she thought to herself.
Ava's eyes feasted on the sight in front of her. Cali was laid out across
her crotch, her entire little body committed to pleasing the giant sex beneath
her. Porcelain white teeth sank into Ava's plush and pink lower lip, nearly
hard enough to draw blood when she saw Cali's little hand snake its way between
her own legs and begin to massage the glistening gash that separated them. Ava
breathed heavily, each and every exhale carrying a low breathy moan across the
air between them. 'is she… is she
enjoying this?' Ava thought. Her smirk turned into a grin, fingers
withdrawing themselves from within her. She pulled her arm out from beneath her
thigh. "Just a little bit…" she gasped while repositioning her hand.
"Harder." as if to
punctuate her final word Ava brought her hand down across her pelvis. Sinking
her middle finger down and across the length of Cali's back. She took a moment
to align her finger with the muscles that formed a small valley along the
tiny’s spine. As soon as her slick finger found purchase against Cali's own
sweat stricken skin she stroked her finger and the woman's body down across her
length once and then pressed Cali down between her folds. Ava firmly rubbed
Cali against her aching clit in slow and small circles. She could feel the little
woman's warmth against hers. Each time the little mounds of her soft and supple
breasts passed over her sensitivity she nearly screamed. But she had to be
mindful. Ava couldn't risk anyone coming to investigate what was going on
behind the closed door of the office. There would be absolutely no interruptions.
Cali's entire body was covered in thick viscous strands of Ava's desire
and she could barely even breathe without choking on it. Her dark hair was
matted and tangled all over her face, her skin felt bruised, her eyes burned,
but fuck did it feel good. As the finger on her back applied more pressure, it
felt like her muscles were being torn apart as she was smeared over the swollen
clit, but the carnal need with which Ava used the small brunette made her mind
reel with euphoria.
With each brush over the tender area, Cali arched her back and pressed
her hips down. The flame between her legs was nearly unbearable and the actual
urgency of her situation seemed like a far away dream.
Fingers shifted from her back upward and pinched her around the
shoulders. A spark of disappointment flickered in the tiny girl before Ava
readjusted her.
Cali sat, straddling Ava's clit, grinding herself against it with every
ounce of strength she could muster. She glanced up and saw Ava staring,
studying, relishing every little movement. The tiny girl let out a moan and
cupped one of her breasts.
Their lust filled eyes met one another. A look of need upon them both in
their moment of hormone induced ecstasy. Ava moaned and groaned momentarily
before finally letting out a frustrated grunt. She was so fucking close but
even Cali’s entire weight upon her just wasn't enough to do the trick. The
thrust of her hips little more than the teasing lap of a lover's tongue. A
light bulb went off in the redhead's mind. ‘A
lover’s tongue…’ Ava cocked an eyebrow down at the tiny brunette attempting
to ride her. “Hold on. I've got an idea.”
She said seductively as she reached down once more, plucking Cali off of her
loins with a forefinger and thumb wrapped around the backside of her fragile
hips. She lifted Cali up to her face and licked her lips, making sure to
moisten them thoroughly. “Just trust me okay?”
Ava whispered.
A spike of fear surged inside her as Cali's vision was completely
dominated by slightly parted lips. A complex battle of emotions swirled within,
her mind screamed that she should struggle and fight, a deeper part of her
wanted to trust Ava. Wanted to experience the bliss of what she had in store
and, hopefully, keep her life in the process.
All she could do was dutifully nod as her frail body approached Ava's
maw. Warm breath danced on her soaked skin and the world grew dim in Ava's
shadow. The lips parted further, marble-white teeth drew her attention. Strands
of saliva connecting from tongue to palate warped and webbed in the crimson
cavern. The fear was near-paralysing as it reached its crescendo and then she
was inside.
Ava’s eyes rolled back into her head as she felt Cali’s chest press
against her tongue, her tiny nipples instantly hardened against her taste buds.
Her lips wrapped around the curves in the little woman's hips, they fit
together like two matching pieces of the same puzzle. She held her just tight
enough to hold her in place but not bring her any harm while her tongue began
to explore the texture and shape of the object in front of it. The flavour
nearly drove Ava mad. The slightly sweet, sour tang of the taste of herself
mixed with the lightly salted flavour of Cali’s skin. Ava's hand shot between
her legs. Massaging herself aggressively now she groaned at the combination of
sensations between either pair of lips. Heaven. Ava was in seventh heaven and
rapidly approaching her peak. Unable to resist, she carefully slurped up Cali's
legs. Taking the tiny completely into her mouth and measuring the way the large
object felt, Ava began to manipulate the way Cali was oriented behind her lips.
Her tongue soft to the touch but firm in its motions guided Cali, turning her
around and flipping her onto her back Ava carefully pushed Cali through her
lips. Her head slipped by first, then her shoulders and arms before Ava cinched
back down around Cali’s waist once more.
Staring down at Cali past the bridge of her nose Ava winked. Her tongue
slipped in between the little woman's thighs and separated them. Granting
itself access to the most flavorful and sensitive spot on the woman in her
mouth. Ava moaned loudly and deliberately as her flesh met Cali's, the sound
gave the massive pink muscle a deeply penetrating vibrative quality.
Lips clasped around Cali’s middle like a tourniquet as Ava's tongue
tasted and prodded her delicate sex. The feeling of taste buds and saliva
trailing across her thighs, rolling under calves, and slithering over her hips
was almost too much for her to handle. Once Ava’s tip darted between her legs
once again, Cali pinched her knees together and wriggled and writhed in the
redhead’s maw. Hot air billowed down from above, and moans shook her to her
core. She wanted more. Fuck she wanted so much more. Straining, she tightened
her core, pulling herself up as her body threatened to give in completely. The
tiny was shivering, her breathing unstable, but with one arm clinging to Ava’s
philtrum she managed to slide out ever so slightly. She leaned in and kissed Ava’s
upper lip.
Ava’s tongue continued to strike through Cali with reckless abandon.
Focusing on her taste to guide her Ava consciously made an effort to point the
tip of her tongue as it met Cali's sweet spot before curving sharply upwards
with each stroke. Ava’s mind was fluttering, her heart banged inside her chest
like the drums of war on a battlefield, blasting streams of blood through her
veins until it was roaring in her eardrums. heat burned its warmth in her
cheeks and womanhood ached with each and every throbbing heartbeat. Unable to
resist any longer, unable to hold herself back with any form of restraint, Ava
sank two fingers deeply and sharply into herself. Her other hand slipped in
beside it, swirling firm fingertips massaged her swollen clit. Her mouth was full
and it was growing ever more difficult to breathe solely through her nose.
Ava’s moans began building, the space in time between each of the ragged hums
shortened with each passing.
Ava locked her eyes onto Cali’s, her furrowed brows running deep creases
into her face. “oh my god…” Ava
garbled past saliva slicked legs. “I’m… I’m
gonna…” Ava’s eyes sparked with intensity behind fluttering eyelids and
then she exploded in passion.
Cali kissed the lip again and again and again, visibly shuddering as she
was brought to the peak of ecstasy. Her thighs pressed into the tongue, her
spine arched, and as Ava’s words thundered around her she felt the waves of her
orgasm cascade through her.
The air in the room grew still and silent save for the heavy breathing of
two exasperated lovers. Their bodies trembled and twitched in post climatic
bliss. Both completely engaged in their odd embrace, Cali clinging onto Ava’s
upper lip, Ava's mouth wrapped around Cali’s lower body. It was comforting for
the tiny, her prior worries ebbed away with each pounding pulse. ‘Ava would
never harm me,’ the soothing thoughts brought her relief, a soft smile
tightened her lips into a little arch. ‘She was just messing with me, that’s
all. Trying to prove a point. I'm saf-’ something flickered in Ava’s massive
emerald eyes.
Immediately she was slurped inside, with barely a yelp escaping her lips.
Her mind was still dazed and clouded, her ears ringing to a deafening degree.
The heat was beyond sweltering as the tongue rolled and undulated beneath her.
Every panic stricken attempt to grab hold, to gain some semblance of control,
was met with the small woman simply being pinned against the hard palate, a row
of teeth, or bundled into a cheek.
Light flooded into Ava’s mouth, bringing into focus every part of it and
searing the sight into memory. In a panic Cali scrambled forward, tumbling and
twisting so she could escape this terrible twist of fate. Teary eyed she clawed
herself forward, the elated feelings of earlier quickly being replaced with by
unbridled terror.
Still looking down past her nose Ava timed herself perfectly. Snapping
her lips shut tightly around the brunette’s outstretched forearm. The way
Cali’s little fingers frantically grasped at the open air brought a smirk to
her face, the corner of Ava’s mouth twitched upwards. Ava replayed the memory
of the scared little woman looking up at her ‘I was afraid that you would eat me…’ Cali had croaked. Ava thought
back on the way she responded, telling her that she probably could.
But could she? Should she chew? Ava shook her head, that would be too
gross. The only way to go about it would be to swallow her whole. Alive. Ava’s face flushed with a fresh
wave of heat. Something new had awoken in her. The thought of swallowing Cali
drove tingling tendrils through her body. But Cali felt huge inside of her
mouth. Could she actually even manage it? Ava couldn’t help but wonder if it
was even physically possible. ‘it would
make the situation with the dean so much easier to handle if it wasn't my word
against hers.’
Ava pursed her lips and sucked Cali’s arm back into her mouth with a
sloppy and wet
Shlirp
The little morsel was frantic, limbs flailing in exasperation. It tickled
her tongue as she scooped the tip of the slick muscle into Cali's face and
ushered her little body deeper into her mouth. Ava could feel Cali’s legs
kicking in the back of her throat. Her arms scratched at the back of her
tongue. Ava took in a deep shuddering breath, tilted her chin up towards the
ceiling and swallowed.
Cali shrieked and squirmed as mouth muscles worked on pushing her back,
savouring her texture, testing her size. The battered girl tried to kick
herself forward but found she was pushing against air. The tongue stilled and
saliva quickly pooled around her. She could feel herself sliding ever so slowly
backwards, but all she could do was dig her fingers into the fleshy surface and
squeal and beg and hope.
“Please Ava, Please!!! Please! I don’t want to d-”
Grrulk
Cali plunged down into the abyss, without any flourish and by only a
simple twitch of Ava’s tongue. Fleshy walls gripped her like a vice, and every
ounce of breath was squeezed from her lungs. She instinctively tried to scream
but her lungs were immediately flooded by Ava’s hot spit. The deafening sounds
of a heart sped by, beating hard and fast almost in mock mimicry of her own.
The fire in her lungs became unbearable and she felt her mind begin to fade.
The only thing echoing in her head: She needed air. She needed air. She needed air. The walls tightened, her
ribs almost cracking from the pressure, then the floor vanished. Boiling rancid
air flooded her as she took in a sharp, coughing breath. Though her reprieve
ended almost immediately as she landed in the scalding pool of Ava’s stomach.
Ava gasped, the simplicity of the act shocked her to the core. It wasn't
even difficult. Not by any measure or definition of the word. Just one little
gulp and all of her problems vanished into a squirming lump in her throat. She
trailed a finger down her neck to her collarbone, tracking the wriggling bulge
as it sank into her body. The sensation disappeared along with the visible
bulge when Cali sank beneath her neckline.
“Oh my god…” Ava whispered in a hushed and breathy voice. “I just
really--Cali is actually--I just fucking
ate her.”
Ava’s heart was pounding harder than she could ever remember it doing.
Her breathing was fast and heavy. Suddenly she felt something. Something that
emanated from deep within her abdomen. It felt like the flutter of butterflies
in her stomach at first. But then the sensation grew more intense. More
deliberate. Her jaw dropped, hand clinging to her cheeks to cover her gaping
maw. She thought she might actually be able to see little bulges pressing out
from just under her ribcage. Something rose up within her. It shot up her
throat before she had time to react and flew out of her mouth.
URP
“Holy shit! I can actually
fucking feel you in there!” Ava squealed. Her fingers slid off her chin, down
the valley between two breasts and circled lightly around the tiny sporadic
bumps. “Can you... can you hear me?”
Cali sputtered and wretched, coughing up a lungful of the redhead’s
saliva and insipid internal fluids. Flinging herself against the wrinkly walls,
Cali shuddered in revulsion as slimy, soupy water swirled around her legs,
sloshing and clinging to her middle. Her hammering fists were met with meaty
squelches, barely audible over the raucous roars of Ava’s gut.
THOOM THOOM THOOM
The stomach quaked and the brunette was flung against the fleshy wall
behind with a splash. She heard Ava’s muffled voice as it broke through the
rumblings of the digestive process.
“Ava, please Ava. I can hear you, let me out!!” she whimpered, biting
back sobs.
A flurry of excitement from inside of her was all the answer Ava needed.
Stretching as she rose to her feet she chuckled, her stomach gurgling loudly
already. “You know I'd say I'm sorry about all of this Cali but…” leaning over
she scooped the now empty glass from its resting place on the couch cushion and
her shirt off the floor. “One of us was going to have to take the fall for our
midterm paper.” Ava plucked Cali’s little clothes out of the glass. Wrapping
her own shirt around two fingers she wiped the tiny hand prints and smudges
from the inside of the cup, polishing away any evidence of the once temporary
prison. After inspecting it to be sure that it was clear as before Ava set it
on the desk and went on to finish dressing herself. Ava giggled at her own
devious thoughts as she slipped Cali’s dress, bra and panties into her back
pocket and squeezed her ass cheek through the denim of her jeans. “To think
this was all your idea in the first place, I really should thank you. Anyway,
once you’re out of the picture I’ll let Dr. Rorschach know that you must’ve
copied my work… it’s not like you’ll
be around to say otherwise. At least–not in the shape you’re in now.”
Gastric fluids slowly filled the cramped space, foamy chyme already
covering her breasts. Cali sobbed as she shoved against the chamber’s elastic
edge. With every movement the tiny could feel a fine sediment stirring against
her skin. The realisation that this was all that remained of Ava’s earlier meal
brought her to the brink of despair. She felt the beginnings of hopelessness
overwhelm her, her mind begging her to surrender, but still she refused to give
in. She thrashed with all her remaining strength and screamed her voice raw,
anything to make Ava feel the horror of what she'd done. The hot liquid was
just below her neckline now, a distinct uncomfortable tingling gnawing at her
extremities. “Ave..... Ava... please. I d-don't want it to end like this…’
Ava brushed a lock of red hair out of her eyes, adjusted her clothes
slightly and headed for the office door. “As fun as this has been Cali, we’ve
gotta get going. we’re already late for your favourite class. Psychology.” She said, speaking down
towards her flat abs. Grabbing hold of the doorknob she glanced around the
office one last time, just to be sure that nothing had been out of place. “OH!
And Cali, just between us girls?” Ava called out smugly to the student trapped
within her, “You may have tasted great. But you feel even better.”
Closing the door softly behind her, making sure her exit was as discreet
as possible. Ava gave her growling stomach one firm, final pat and made off
with her catch, a wide toothy grin upon her face. The only thing left on Ava’s
mind was what she was going to do with the dean’s daughter. She might already
have a plan in mind.
To be continued?..