Sam sat in a corner of her travel case, the world rumbled around her strange noises that sounded alien and incomprehensible to her small ears, huddled she refused to acknowledge the world around her praying that maybe if she dreamed hard enough she'd wake up from this nightmare.

The dark void around her she'd never seen such blackness before, barely able to see anything around her, all of this was simply caused by a blanket thrown on top of her small plastic cage, she was on the backseat of a car, travelling god knows where with the foul demons who now called her pet, who said they were her owners.

It had been about a week now since the eighteen year old had ended up in this terrifying world, she had been queen of her own world, ruler of school with her own clique looking down on the rabble around her, everyone wanted to be her friend, to suck up to her, she wasn't exactly a bully but most would fairly describe her as a bitch or brat, titles she had held with such pride.

She had a promising career ahead of her, she was a great competitive swimmer, she kept healthy, her well off parents planned to send her to the best institutes money could buy.

And then the letter came to her, one simple word dashed her entire existence.

POSITIVE

A word that usually meant good couldn't be further from the truth, it meant she'd end up as a 3 inch tall Shrinkee in a couple weeks.

Her friends never once spoke to her again after that, pre-shrinkees once found out became an instant social pariah, mistrust and prejudice was rife among teens, it wasn't true of course but they always joked they could spread their contagion, it was just a game to them and one she had of course played.

Now a month later she was in a cage, surrounded by complete strangers, well, except for one.

The loud guttural roar that echoed through her body ceased, loud screeches briefly echo from either side of her, voices echoed on a level she couldn't quite understand, muffled by the fabric around her, her body trembled, maybe the blackness was ok, at least she was alone and not being bothered, less reminders of her now small form, she yelped as her whole world lurched suddenly, nearly throwing her sprawled form to the other end of the cage.

The world shook every few seconds like large earthquakes, she began to sob, like a cornered animal she violently flung herself back into the corner shivering, she held her once lush long black hair in her hands, just to feel something that wasn't the smooth plastic walls around her, she felt disgusting.

A final thump echoed around her, she realised her cage must've been placed down.

Light swam into her eyes, her hand instinctively went up to cover herself having spent the past several hours in darkness.

"Good afternoon Sweetie!" the sickly sweet voiced rumbled down to her, an intentional tone of condescension was evident like she was talking to a child or dog, as her English teacher Clara looked down at her with a big grin, her blonde hair was done up in her typical ponytail style completed with a blue floral dress, her huge blue eyes beamed down at the tiny who couldn't help but continue to shake and tremble.

She was impossibly huge, she was as tall as a skyscraper and yet she moved so fast and swiftly, it made her eyes hurt trying to keep up with it all, her field of view couldn't even take in her whole body at once anymore.

Her teacher might as well have been on a higher plain of existence.

The giantess's hand moved towards the cage and unlatched it with a solid CLICK

"No, go away! leave me alone!" the tiny screamed, the older woman could discern her words perfectly fine but she chose to just hear them as cute panicked squeaks, she simply smiled down at the little thing like she was a cute puppy, gently grabbing the squirming girl in her palm.

---

Clara had owned Sam for the past week, she had heard she would end up as a shrinkee but thought nothing of it, some students always ended up as shrinkees each year it was natural and accepted, it was usually only a small percent so it wasn't exactly trouble for anyone, till she received a call from Sam's parents inviting her over for dinner, they were a lovely couple, just like her and her husband Henry the four of them had kept in touch after various parent evenings.

She didn't realise what they'd offer though.

Sam's father was blunt and went straight to the point - Sam had become a brat, they were planning to send her to a well funded shrinkee enclosure where she could live her life free with the other rich brats who shrunk, so they could act like nothing ever happened.

But she'd been terrible to them, constantly angry and belittling her parents and they had enough, her parents hadn't come from money, they had made their way up and now they realised they had spoiled their child too much.

So the offer was simple, they wanted no money, they simply wanted their daughter to go to a loving but strict owner who could sort her out, give her some purpose that wasn't entirely self centred - Sam's mother was in bits, it hadn't been an easy decision for either of them but they were firm in their conviction and they wanted Clara to be that person.

"You were the only one who stood by us all these years Clara, if anyone can do it it's you, I know you care for our daughter and its hurt you seeing this path she's taken, but now we feel it could be different and she'd be, in time, happier for it." her father said to her simply, he was clearly quite miserable about this, sending his baby girl away to her but he felt he had no other choice.

That had convinced her.

Clara's house had been very quiet since her own daughter left for university, perhaps a cute shrinkee teen would bring back some life to it, Henry wasn't bothered with shrinkees but knew if it made her happy then he'd have no qualms with it.

They hadn't told Sam nor would they, if she knew in advance she might do something stupid like run away and get herself killed by accident, so for now it was for the best she thought she'd still end up at a fancy enclosure. 

She hugged the couple and made her goodbyes, thanking them for a lovely home cooked meal as the plan was set in motion.

She'd mused to herself on the quiet car ride home, Sweetie would be a good name.

---

Clara brought the tiny to her face, her nude form partially hidden by her attempts to huddle and cover herself, she knew in time she'd feel more comfortable around them, it was only natural for a new shrinkee like her to act like this way, you couldn't hold it against them.

Her other hand came into the view of the tiny, blue nails gently pried a small arm away from the crying tiny's breast but her struggles where no match for a giantess like her, carefully she applied one by one with delicate care arm and leg braces, on each trailed a small rubber strip - mini bondage gear she'd bought on Amazon whilst it was on offer for £5.99, Sweetie was clearly confused and she understood why, since bringing her home a week ago she hadn't been used for her or her husband Henry's 'recreational activities' she smirked, they had been saving her for the anniversary weekend trip.

A lovely weekend away from Friday to Monday, in a small rented cottage in the Lake District, it was an annual spot for the older couple who loved nature and to hike, it was where the couple had first met over 20 years ago and quickly found out they were actually from the same village, the two of course had been inseparable ever since.

There was no better way to celebrate the big 20th both had readily agreed, with the new pet coming along for the fun.

With the harness strips attached to the little cutie she gently placed her down onto the vanity table in the cottage bedroom.

Henry had just finished packing away their small carry luggage, who turned to her and smiled, his lovely brown hair and green eyes, god she adored this man, he was her big nerd.

He walked towards her, a fire in his eyes that made her blush like a schoolgirl grinning, it had been a long car ride, the tension finally spilled over as his right arm gently grasped around her waist, pulling her in for a kiss.

---

Sam was busy trying to undo the strips, she didn't have a clue what they were for - something to stop her running away? but wouldn't they just put her lead on or leave her in her cage? she thought.

She kept trying to yank it away, the couple could be heard getting it on and she just tried to keep it out of mind, she still remembered her first night when the couple had fucked, dark mountain shapes under the moonlight, the moans made her sick to her stomach she couldn't help but stare occasionally in fascination at just the sheer scale of it, they may as well have been a whole city going at it she shuddered.

Too preoccupied the small teen didn't see the older man's left hand reaching down for her, she squeaked as the fingers wrapped around her waist and yanked her upwards, she hyperventilated, this was new what the fuck???

The hand holding her began to lower towards the hem of Mrs Morgan's dress, the sounds of moans as the two giants started getting more frisky, her brain quickly caught up with what was about to happen as Henry's hand slid under the dress.

Her whole world turned blue, light shining through on all sides illuminated her world like it was a giant neon blue tanning bed, she looked up in horror at the huge rear that was above her, lace black panties clad the giantess's arse, it struggled to contain it all sinking down the crevice at its centre.

The hand thrust her straight into the right cheek, she sobbed loudly, easily swamped by the noises around her, pressed into the warm cheek, its slightly bumpy surface wobbled with the motion of the two giants embracing.

---

Clara let out an involuntary moan as her husband grabbed her rump, quickly turning louder as she felt the little tiny wiggle coming from the centre of his palm.

"Oh my god....!" The sense of power was indescribable in the teacher's mind, Henry just smirked down at her, grabbing her cheek more firmly in his hand and diving for another kiss.

Clara wanting to regain control of the situation just gave him a devious smile.

"On the bed now. Pants off." she did in her exceedingly well practised authoritative voice reserved for naughty students and most importantly her loving husband.

Henry passed Sweetie back to her, dropping her quickly into her stretched out hand, she looked down at the tiny briefly - poor thing was terrified, a bit of a rough start she admitted but she was too horny to worry that much, she'd get used to it.

Her doting husband had done as he was told, lying naked on bed, arms behind his head - he always loved to show himself off to her ever since they were young, his large cock twitched at her presence.

She gently moved forward, her left hand reached down and plucked the tiny by the waist from her palm, she could hear the squeaks getting more desperate which only furthered the tingle down in her loins.

The fun could really begin now.

---

The terrified teen's voice had gone hoarse from crying and screaming, leaving her with little left as she was violated by the uncaring giants, she looked ahead at the huge man in terror as her teacher gently lowered her towards the giant dick, with grace the pedicured hands wrapped the strips attached to her legs and arms around it, Sam realised in terror now its true purpose.

"Please Mrs. Morgan! don't do this! I'm sorry! I'll be a... good girl! Please!" her mind was breaking this wasn't real, this was a nightmare, she just wanted to wake up, any minute now she'd wake up in her comfy bed to her smiling parents.

---

Clara just kept smiling, securing the harness and then pulling tight, Henry couldn't help but let out a small moan at the tiny form pressed against his meat.

Sam just cried, feeling the warm, moist wall pressed against her tiny form, she was facing outward staring up at the giantess's beaming face at a job well done, the flesh was so warm it almost burnt she whimpered.

"You look adorable Sweetie! deep breaths now, try to enjoy yourself and wiggle plenty~" was all her teacher said, she took a step back, grabbing her dress and gently pulling it over her head, next she unclasped her bra, letting her rather large slightly sagging breasts down, she was proud of their firmness in her age, with a final flourish she gently stepped out of her panties, picking them up in her hand she threw them towards her husband's face who just laughed.

She gave her husband a little spin, slapping her cheek, prying open her cheek to show off the goods to her husband before slowly and sensually strutting over to her waiting lover.

---

Sam had never felt so afraid in her life, she knew what was about to happen, tied to the underneath of the giant cock like a boat's figurehead, Mrs. Morgan's body rose above her, the bare jiggling flesh filled her entire limited vision, the smell of strawberry body wash and heat washed over her, the environment around her became a sauna from the two giants.

Clara settled above her, she yelped as the cock moved from side to side, looking down she saw a hand grabbing the base as she was aligned with the giantess's hungry snatch.

The giantess gave a low moan as the tip pressed at her entrance, her hand came down gently spreading her lips open to help receive its prize.

Sam squirmed and wiggled, trying to do anything to avoid her fate, she didn't want to die, not as some sex toy! She had a whole life waiting for her!

"She feels amazing" the giant's voice echoed, "I can feel that cute rear of hers wiggling against me arghh..." 

Clara giggled "I knew she'd be a feisty one, and athletic too, she was top of the school's swim team I believe." as the teacher gently wiggled against her husband's tip but not fully entering.

"Well, I guess we'll see how well she swims now!" The couple just chuckled, happy to stare into each other's eyes, they were content.

"I love you."

"I know."

Clara rolled her eyes playfully, "Ok big nerd, no more Star Wars references for the entire weekend ok?" Henry grinned "I love you too." he simply replied, both his hands gripping his wife's rear ready to push her down, she nodded with a big grin.

---

Sam screamed as the world shook, straddled by the older couple Mrs Morgan's rear gently began to lower down the rod.

The moans around her increased drastically, she tried and tried to wiggle from her restraint but these things were made for tinies like her she realised in horror, there was no escape, she could only look up at the giantess mounting her lover, her pussy was surrounded by a dense forest of pubic hair, she saw the more the giant lowered down on her prison the wetter it became, loud squelches rang out above her.

No! not like this! She could've possibly have accepted the cage in time, as some sick twisted lap pet or something, but now she knew what her role was to be for her owner she felt helpless, what sort of life was this?

Suddenly the shifting began to get more drastic as the giants got into it, the giant slit was inches away from her, she thrashed against the huge mast in fear, only eliciting more moans from Henry.

Suddenly Clara dropped down fully on the tiny, taking her by surprise, her greedy cunt taking all of her husband's meat, Sam was pressed against a blisteringly hot wall of flesh from both sides, the loud thunderclap sounds of the flesh colliding rang in her ears, she tried to breath in only to get inhale the white frothy juices of her gods.

Her body was battered and bruised from the treatment, starved of oxygen and only seeing the briefest of light from the base off the cock she thought this was the end.

She lost all sense of time, the moaning had increased, she couldn't tell who was who, merging together and rattling through her body as the giant's pussy acted as an echo chamber, the sloshing sounds of juices filled her entire world as they flowed around her small tiny form, her long black hair was matted and stuck to her face, the viscous fluid clung to her body as she continued to struggle to breathe.

---

Meanwhile for Clara and Henry, life couldn't be better for the two lovers, she had wrapped her arms around her lover, as they thrusted in sync, warm sweaty flesh merged together in horny embrace.

Both looked at each other in awe before giggling like schoolchildren.

"I can feel her struggling down there~" Clara panted, even Henry couldn't deny the tiny had won him over tied to his dick like an ornament.

Henry removed one of his hands from his beloved's rear and grabbed her left breast, kneading the sensitive nipple in his hand, he looked at her breasts like it was his first ever time, he was such a goofy soul and he was all hers she smiled.

"Your nipple is about twice the size of her head, it's amazing." Henry breathed, before bringing it to his mouth, Clara just bit her lip pleasure at the gentle suckling sensation, Its true, Sweetie was such a fragile thing in the palm of her hand, and yet here she was using her as a simple fuck toy, the power rush felt amazing and she was glad her husband was starting to be a bit more engaged with the whole idea, it was a lot more fun that way.

She gripped her husband's dick tighter with a moan, she wanted it harder and he obliged, ever the gentleman.

"I'm close." she mumbled, her arms wrapped tightly around him like she was losing him, they quickly lost focus on the small tiny entangled between them, he smiled and nodded, going faster, the slap of flesh echoed around the cosy bedroom.

---

Sam choked, despite the roughness of her new world in the giant cave of hot, moist flesh, the near deafening squelch as viscous goo surrounded her at least blanketed her from the friction burn of the two giants going at it, as the tempo increased she kept finding herself briefly outside her torturer's hole, allowing her to breath in some fresh air before being ploughed back down within seconds.

The smell of sex invaded her body, the strength of it was unlike anything she ever experienced, she felt dazed, her own loins aching for touch, her rational brain had seemingly been turned to mush in the hot confines to cope with a world so beyond her comprehension.

She had briefly heard the giants talk but struggled to make out the words, the sensory overload was too much to focus on them, they were gods to her now and she was just a plaything.

"I'm close." Rumbled Mrs Morgan, Sam caught that one well enough, fresh sobs seemingly found a way to spring merging with the various fluids covering her, she was so utterly disgusted with herself, degraded to the point of nothing and with a fire in her own loins she couldn't do anything about with the straps attached to her.

She could do nothing as the pounding of flesh increased harshly, night and day swam in her vision as she was shoved into the depths of the giant teacher, her whole was a blur from the giant member's rollercoaster thrashing her up and down, the moans of the giants echoed all around her, the volume increased.

The huge jiggling rump above her slammed down for the final time, she didn't want to die she whimpered as the walls clenched harshly with a deafening moan.

---

Clara cried loudly, clenching hard against her husband's cock, fluid erupting from her depths onto it, her husband soon joined her spurting deep into her cunt as the two lay together panting, Clara simply laid on top of Henry, as the two gave each other a finale small kiss, not a word was needed.

After a few minutes regaining her bearings Clara gently rolled off her husband onto the queen size bed, she laid on her side, presenting her lovely rear to her husband eyeing him up and down.

He rolled to join her as the couple spooned, the last thing on their mind in that moment as they drifted to sleep was the tiny student, Henry's now flaccid cock pressed against his wife's bare bottom burying Sam into the sweaty flesh.

---

Sam woke up, she hadn't expected to wake up again.

Light snoring pierced her ears, she quickly took a glance of her surrounding, below her she could see a pair of giant balls much larger than her puny frame, ahead she could just about tell it was her teacher's body, the cock pressed against her cheeks, she shuddered at being pressed between the two of them, just a fixture of their sex lives now, they'd gone to sleep without a second thought about her she realised.

Did they even know if she was alive? Did they care? she didn't know what a shrinkee could endure, she'd seen several end up eaten or squished from viral TikTok videos like most people her age but she never really considered what they could endure.

She thought she was going to cry again but she was just so exhausted there wasn't any point, she was empty of tears, she felt empty.

Occasionally the mountain sized bodies would jostle slightly as the sleeping giants adjusted themselves, the ropes were not as tight anymore thankfully, no longer pressed into the warm flesh she simply lay suspended forward.

She'd never have that she realised, looking up at the couple, she'd never get to snuggle with a boyfriend or a husband, or have a life where she could simply do what she wanted, she couldn't order a pizza or pretend to be ill and have a lazy day in.

She was a pet.

The Morgan's were her owners now.

And a part of her had accepted that, only a small part, but a part of her none the less.

She didn't know what to do about this feeling, was she simply weak filled? Was it a natural instinct upon shrinking? she didn't know, it scared her, she was just so tired, maybe.. Five more minutes sleep would help as the little tiny slowly dozed off into a dreamless sleep.

---

Warm sunlight beamed through the window of the small cottage bedroom hitting Clara right in the eye, she groaned in annoyance, she slowly got herself off the bed, always an early riser her husband was a different story entirely she mused, looking down at his nude larger sleeping form, her eyes went to his crotch.

Oops. She had entirely forgotten Sweetie, she felt a bit guilty, especially given it was her first time in the bedroom with them, she silently lowered herself down to the giant cock and slowly with her hand moved the flaccid dick up to reveal the sleeping form of the shrinkee, the tiny stirred awake from the movement and looked at her, briefly confused why she was tied up before the memories of the previous evening clearly came back to her in full.

She smiled gently, "Morning little one, let's get you off there." the fingers gently unclasped the strips, the tiny fell into her waiting palm softly, the little thing didn't move too much, still worn out a bit from the previous day she reckoned.

Walking to the en suite bathroom Clara began her morning routine, first thing first though the little one demanded her attention, filling the sink with some warm from the tap she gently washed the small thing with her finger tips, getting all the dried cum and sweat off her from the night before, she didn't struggle like she usually did, happy with the job she placed the small tiny on the bathroom countertop.

"Mrs. Morgan?" the tiny voice perked her ears by surprise and she returned her focus to the tiny on the counter, she couldn't help but smile at the young creature. "Yes Sweetie?" 

"Could you please undo these.. straps?" her voice wasn't the boisterous brat she knew, here was a timid, tamed creature, I guess her fun really did a number on the poor girl, she'd be lying if she said that didn't massively turn her on though, she thought she'd resist longer.

Without a word she gently with surgical precision undid the straps allowing the tiny to flex her arms properly for the first time since yesterday.

Without another word Clara picked up the toothbrush and focused on the mirror.

---

Sam, finally free of her restraints couldn't help herself, her hand quickly went between her legs, all thoughts of modesty gone, her fingers gently went to work as she stared at the gigantic bathroom ceiling, she let out a quiet moan.

A giggle rumbled around, causing her to stop, the giantess peered down at her clearly amused by her unintentionally sexy display.

"Why don't you let me help?" Mrs Morgan said playfully, lowering herself to the countertop, Sam could only whimper but she didn't try to cover herself, what would be the point?

Warm breath blew across her body, the giantess reeked of sweat and sex from the night before, Sam couldn't help but moan lightly in pleasure.

She looked at the huge titan's lips as they formed into a grin, each tooth slightly bigger than her head, they parted slowly revealing a black void she couldn't see too deep in, a shiny mass could be seen moving, just briefly catching the light.

She whimpered, she couldn't see Mrs Morgan's eyes from here, her perspective was too narrow to see.

The mighty tongue flowed out of the mouth, gently pressing against her small foot, slowly going up her leg leaving a small saliva trail in its wake.

The tongue reversed, her eyes opened wide as it pushed underneath her legs and the mouth closed down, pinning her to the counter.

The bumpy surface of the tongue felt like its own animal, tasting its prey - her, she was the prey she cried as she was gently slurped into the mouth, it gently caressed her body in a cocoon, the saliva built up around her, it wasn't as suffocating as last night's treatment, she realised Mrs. Morgan was being gentle with her, she didn't realise how relaxed she felt despite the fact she was now sitting in her teacher's mouth, insanity didn't cover it.

Sam felt herself pushed out of the lips by the huge tongue, the cold air contrasted harshly against her skin, the lips sealed around her waist underneath her small boobs, she looked up, seeing the giant peering down at her this close truly showed her how small she was now, those giant blue eyes gazed at her.. lovingly? there was no malicious or evil in them, the iris dialling in on her wet naked form, suddenly, she felt the tongue inside the mouth brush up between her legs gently, heading to her crotch.

She squeaked as it pressed forcefully against her, the tongue picked up rhythm as the small shrinkee couldn't help but moan loudly, no longer tied down she placed her hands on the giant's top lip for support, seeing her secured in place the giantess went on the offensive with her tongue, building up spit coating the tiny's lower half.

She went limp in the giant's mouth as she came, all the anxiety built up in her the past few days washed away, she didn't feel.. disgusted.

Gently two fingers wrapped around her waist, pulling her out with a small pop her legs dangled limply before being placed gently onto a waiting palm.

She looked into her teacher's eyes, no. That doesn't feel right.

Her owner's eyes.

Sam felt for the first time since shrinking, she'd be ok.

---

Clara smiled brightly, happy to see the contentment on the face of the small creature, before smirking.

"I was young like you once Sweetie, you could say I liked to experiment but it's been awhile since I've had my tongue in a cutie like you, hope it didn't disappoint~" she looked down lovingly at her pet.

Letting the tiny settle briefly she returned her to the sink for another quick wash, she hadn't quite finished her morning routine but she knew the tiny would need some rest for further weekend activities, she gently placed the small teen back into her cage, quietly locking it up, a brief wave goodbye and she wandered off back to the bedroom, time to get up and ready she mused, oh and wake up Henry, it was a beautiful day and she'd been looking forward to this hike for months.

This was going to be a perfect anniversary.

Sam heard the cottage door crash open as the two giants walked in heaving their heavy hiking equipment, they'd been gone several hours now.

She had enjoyed the quiet of the old building whilst she could, but she knew it wouldn't last.

Her cage was popped on top of the kitchen table, readily visible from the huge doorway that lay before her.

The giants dropped their huge rucksacks, hiking boots where popped off with ringing thuds, sweat poured off the gods enough to fill whole swimming pools she shuddered, she couldn't help measure how things would've compared if she where normal sized and they where 'real' giants, well, they where real giants to her at least.

They hadn't paid any attention to me at least, too busy sorting themselves out she might remain a free a bit longer, as she decided to hide under the opaque plastic edge of the cage away from preying eyes.

"What's the dinner plan for tonight?" Henry asked casually as he pulled his coat off and hung it on the coat rack by the door "I'll pop the oven on, I think there's a pizza in the fridge." Clara replied as she pulled her damp trousers off, Sam gently peaked over, she couldn't help but be curious but blushed as she saw the huge pink panty clad rear of her teacher, and quickly ducked back down again, memories of last night still raw in her small head.

"Yeah but its got pineapple on it!" Henry groaned "I'll peel the pineapple off, It was reduced, don't be a big baby!" Clara laughed as her husband pouted in mock disdain.

The sound of sweaty, plopping footsteps echoed on the kitchen tiles, reminding her of a busy changing room.

"Yup! one large ham and pineapple, I think though we both need a bath first before I pre-heat the oven though." Clara said quietly, skim reading the instructions on the box before placing it on the kitchen counter.

Sam could feel the steps get closer to her, her heart leapt into her throat seeing the giantess loom above her, a small smile on her face, Sam struggled to control her breathing, even now it didn't get any easier, she could pretend she was still normal the past few hours as they hiked, to shut her eyes and ignore it all but here closing your eyes could only do so much, you could see feel the presence of a larger being, the warm breath and body heat washed over her even from this distance.

The quietness of the stare is what terrified her, instead of even talking she simply stared, basking in her tiny form like she was a rare action figure or decoration, not a person you could converse with.

Clara's hand gently went towards the cage's door, Sam knew why her teacher had agreed to own her now, for her twisted desires and knew what to expect now when the cage door opened, she silently cried to herself as the huge sweaty hand wrapped around her body, after this morning's stunt with her giant tongue she realised her teacher thought she was into this now she realised, the giant fingers pressed against her butt and boobs without restraint as she walked off into the cottage, Sam just kept her eyes closed.

---

Clara felt exhausted, her joints ached and her feet where killing her as she walked into the bathroom.

Gently she placed Sweetie onto the familiar countertop, her eyes flickered at her small nude form as she adjusted herself and huddled herself into a ball, refusing to look at the her.

The poor thing is just embarrassed she thought, Sweetie had quite clearly enjoyed their morning together no matter what she'd say, she could read her better than the books she taught.

Pulling her long sleeve t-shirt off she stood in the bathroom in her pink underwear, putting the plug into the bottom of the bathtub she turned the tap on, a jot of bubble bath squirted down to join the running water.

She glanced back at the tiny, she hadn't moved from her catatonic state, if anything she thought it was quite funny - she wasn't the dino from Jurassic Park, she didn't see sense based on momvement and she certainly wasn't going away any time soon the shrinkee needed to learn.

She gently kneeled before the tiny teen, her soft pale skin, thin athletic frame was adorable, she was her doll and it honestly filled her with joy.

"Hi." the tiny shook slightly at the word, but remained steadfast refusing to budge, she couldn't be too upset it was like taking a stray in they where going to remain resilient to any potential owner, they had lived a life of mostly their own choosing up until this point, till they where found and taken to a new loving home.

She knew it'd just take a bit of time for the poor thing to be able to properly relax in her presence - Rome wasn't built in a day.

"Come on little one, your safe here." she said with a soft coo to her voice.

---

Was this bitch serious? was all that could form in Sam's head, she wasn't safe she'd... used me, she still felt wrong how could she take it so lightly, against her better judgement, despite the insane difference in stature she couldn't help herself any longer, the fear and disgust bubbled to the surface having been trapped like a mouse the past week.

"Get away from me you fucking monster!" Sam screamed with all her might at the titan.

It didn't have the grand effect she had hoped for, the words didn't even make the teacher blink, she just kept that same god forsaken smile she always wore, that kindly teacher act had been practised to perfection.

"Aw, someone's angry~" the giant simply thought it was adorable, Sam's face just collapsed in herself, she couldn't hold her composure and began bawling.

"This wasn't supposed to happen! My family where sending me to an enclosure and you... kidnapped me!" she cried, not even looking at the giant.

All sound seemed to leave the room in that moment, a chill went through Sam's exposed body, gently she looked up to the now actually confused face of the giant.

"I didn't kidnap you sweetheart."

The audacity of this woman to lie to her face like this fuelled a rage inside her, shakily she stood up to face the monster.

"You where given to me."

What?

"Don't lie to me!" Sam cried out, her shouting still coming across as mere squeaks to the titan before her.

Mrs. Morgan continued to look at her funny, a deepening frown etched on her colossal face, Sam hadn't seen the giant so confused.

The teacher's face hit a look of revelation, as she let out a deep sigh.

"I honestly thought they'd have told you once you shrunk." she looked actually quite annoyed, there was no lie in her tone, she realised the giant was being honest? what did she mean??

"Your parents gave you to me to look after you, that's the truth, no shady kidnapping they simply gifted you to me when you became a shrinkee, they rang me early in the morning when it happened and I picked you up - I guess you must've been still out of it, you littles sleep for ages after it happens." Mrs. Morgan said softly to her, to gently break it to her.

"But... why? they promised me to send me to an enclosure! we looked through a site of them, I don't believe you!" Sam couldn't believe it, her parents loved her they wouldn't send her off to someone like this, it wasn't impossible.

The giant continued to stare down at me.

"Your parents had had enough Sweetie, your wore them out with your behaviour, argumentative, aggressive, refusing to take responsibility for your actions. They missed the sweet bright young girl they raised, once you hit your early teens you fell into the wrong crowd and it changed you at a pivotal time in your life. They had lost you, but now they felt you had a second chance, they told me you stormed off the day you told them about your letter and they knew this behaviour couldn't continue."

Sam felt like her whole world crashed around her, her whole reason for being this couple's pet where her own parents, betrayed by her own flesh and blood and not allowing her to choose her own fate.

"They phoned me in desperation, to come and talk to them. I didn't know what they had planned either but they sat me down over dinner and said they wanted to send you somewhere where you could be helped, to get rid of this self centeredness that's taken over you, it wasn't an easy choice for them believe me."

Sam just slumped, the bathroom's air felt cold against her bare skin, she sat there shivering with only one thought in her mind, she had no one, her friends abandoned her and now her family had done the same.

"This is your home now Sweetie, I'm going to take care of you I promise, I'm going to help you."

Sam stared in disbelief, it shook her out of glumness briefly "You... you used me."

The next sentence cut her down.

"You are a shrinkee." she said plainly, like it answered everything.

Try as you might she struggled to argue there, how many times had she heard what they where used for? her mates had joked about how great toys they made or they where using them at specialised.. restaurants, had she ever once complained about that injustice?

"Just because you are a shrinkee now doesn't mean your life is over though, you have a new life here with me and Henry, I promised your parents I'd look after you and I don't intend to break that, ok?" 

Sam just felt herself slightly convulse, trying to force back down the tears, "Its not fair."

"No. It isn't. A few years ago I lost my mother to cancer, she was the best person I ever knew. A fighter to the end, everyone adored her and yet life was cruel and cut her down. You didn't deserve to become a shrinkee either, again life with no rhyme or reason decided simply that's what it had in store for you, but you make do with what your given Sweetie, you could've ended up stepped on or taken home by some horny teenager who wouldn't have any restraint - instead you where given to me by loving parents who knew I wouldn't hurt you, who would care for you - you are very lucky, why not try and enjoy the life you still have? are you going to waste it staring at the corner of your cage for the rest of your life?"

Sam couldn't respond, it all felt too much to truly process through, she just stood there on the countertop her eyes glazed over mulling Mrs. Morgan's words.

She didn't even truly take note of the giant moving away to turn the tap off, the warm bath now prepared.

The increased movement broke her inaction, as she saw the giant slowly removing the pink panties leaving the giant truly naked ahead of her like some folklore tale, she turned back and smiled at me, she didn't feel embarrassed letting me see her like this, because why would you be embarrassed being seen by a house pet?

She walked closer her, her frame jiggled with the few short steps, micromovement rippled across her body that most would never truly notice, every small blemish, tiny fold of skin, every little hair follicle.

She was her own whole world.

A hand lowered down to her, lightly chipped blue fingernails slightly smaller than her head where only a few inches away, she could see the brushstrokes reflect from the ceiling lamp.

"You can hop in Sweetie if you want, seems you need relaxing time as much as I do, I promise you, you don't have to do anything here, please just sit with me." Clara smiled warmly.

This was the first time she'd been given too an actual choice since shrinking, usually she'd be grabbed with little regard but here she felt like she actually could've said no, she could say no and the giant would've simply have left her here.

But for whatever reason she did slowly step forward, gently placing her small hand on one of the fingers for support as she climbed onto the palm of the hand, the lines spread across the spongy surface of the hand, it looked almost hand engraved intricate patterns that filled her world.

Sam stifled a yelp as the fingers gently curled over slightly in a protective embrace, the world rocked around her, despite the fear she still felt she felt it was slightly easier this time.

---

Clara gently dipped her foot into the bath wiggling her toes, the temperature was just right as she slowly lowered herself into the bath properly and letting out a sigh, she badly needed this, bringing her enclosed palm over to her chest she slowly turned it over and placed the tiny teen next to her left nipple.

The tiny just blushed looking at the huge hills around her, she could tell she was not quite sure what to do but she wasn't planning to give her instructions, this was her free time, Clara simply leaned her head back and closed her eyes enjoying the peaceful water soothing her knackered body.

She must be so confused, but this was just her trying to show Sweetie she was safe around her, that she could relax around the giant without fear or alarm, but a part of her was curious what she'd do, there wasn't a way out of the bath, would she sit there? try to escape? this was the most free range she'd allowed her new pet so far and she was curious to what extent she'd need to keep an eye on the young thing.

Henry could hold on pre-heating the oven a bit longer, she wanted a nice, long bath she sighed.

---

The giant seemed content to simply relax motionless Sam realised, the surface below her feet wobbled with any slight movement as she sat below the large nipple, it looked like a fleshy tree stump covered with bumps and ridges, it reminded her of the props from a old sci-fi shows she and her dad used to watch growing up, but it was real she had to keep telling herself, with the giant not focusing on her she didn't hide looking across her new landscape, compared to the darkness of the previous night this vantage point gave her a good look at her... well she didn't quite know what to call her still.

Her thin stomach lay behind her, she watched it rise and fall as the giant quietly breathed in and out, a sound that'd be almost imperceptible for someone at full size was apparent, reminding her of a car factory tour she had when she was 9, the scale of those places made her uncomfortable rows and rows of metal rooms like entire cities, she wondered what her younger self would feel now, where the whole world now felt like the size of those factories.

Looking down at the skin of the giant she was currently sitting on, a giant boob she still couldn't believe her own eyes, every rational part of her mind told her to see it as an illusion, a fake, a special effect but as she gently brushed her hand on it she couldn't help but face reality, she could feel the giant's heartbeat below thumping away, that heart was bigger than her she realised, she was just an insect to this woman, she knew any human was just a small part of an incomprehensibly large universe but now she wasn't even a grain of sand.

Her world tremored around her, breaking her out of her glum thoughts, Sam instinctively pressed both her hands down to steady herself from the minor earthquakes around her as a giant wet hand, water cascading off it huge form lifted out of the sea sized bath like an emerging shipwreck before slowly snaking between the giant's legs.

Quiet moans slowly rolled out around her, reverberating the body underneath her as she could only watch as the giant digits gently ploughed in and out, the water of the tub once peaceful rippled and waved, her heart raced fearing the other hand would come and take her to a watery grave but it never came.

She kept her promise Sam realised, she said I could just sit here as she... relaxed, she wanted her to feel safe.

Turning her head away from the display between the giantess' legs Mrs. Morgan still wasn't looking at her, still with her head leaned back and eyes closed peacefully, the nipple near her now stood erect she couldn't help but bite her lip at the sight, she never thought she was into girls, maybe it was just circumstance but as she looked across her world of feminine flesh she couldn't help but feel turned on, her mind drew back to her session in Mrs. Morgan's mouth, she didn't know what to think anymore, every aspect of her life had been uprooted in such a small amount of time, maybe the giant did have a point, was she just going to stare at a plastic wall for the rest of her days or try and enjoy the life she was given?

Gingerly Sam got to her feet, the unsteady soft ground coupled with the fingering motion made her almost topple over but she gently made her way towards the nipple, she knew if she did this there'd be no going back, she couldn't pretend to Mrs. Morgan she had no interest, she'd simply never believe her.

The areola's diameter was just a head short being the height of her whole body, she gently pressed a foot forward onto the bumpy surface, if her teacher felt it she didn't react, feeling more confident she walked around the circle of darker flesh, she felt too embarrassed to look at Clara when she began, instead focusing on the fingers as they danced between the titan's legs.

She sat her bare rump against the areola's surface, the nipple was directly ahead of her now, slightly too wide to comfortably grapple she was still going to try it anyway, she scooted forward stretching her thin pale legs around it before locking her legs around it, she leaned forward with her hands reaching over the top of the rubbery stump.

The giant's movement had clearly changed but she didn't dare look back now, she gently began to grind herself against the huge tit, trying to mimic the pace of the fingering in front of her, she couldn't help but let out a tiny squeal, the sound muffled as she pressed her face against the top of the nipple, her own tongue gently licked across the bumpy surface, her little legs continued to thrust and grind.

She heard the giant let out a louder moan, she shuddered in pleasure that maybe something her size could affect a mountain like Mrs. Morgan only encouraged her further, the world shook as the left arm raised from below the surface as it hurdled down between the giant's legs, the right arm left its spot fingering, the fingers where covered in a mix of discharge and bath water, the gooey tendrils stuck between the fingers like webbing.

Sam was terrified they'd pluck her off the nipple and that Mrs. Morgan was angry at her actions but instead the sticky right hand rose and grabbed a handful of unattended left boob whilst the left hand began its shift fingering, she could only just about see over the giant arm blocking her view of the pubic mound in the far distance, she was struggling to maintain her balance on the nipple now, her whole world shaking and buckling as she rode the nipple like a bull, she tried to keep her worries at bay, fears of falling down the side of the huge tit and getting trapped between the bathtub and the huge wall of flesh, crushed between the hydraulic press of an arm.

In spite of her fear her horny brain was slowly asserting its dominance, her right hand let go off the nipple and went between her own legs as her right arm continued to hold on.

Clara's pace rapidly began to increase, her fingers like huge industrial pistons in motion Sam had never seen anything like it, the power this woman had just with her digits terrified and aroused the tiny girl like nothing she'd seen before.

A final moan left the giantess' lips as the fingers stopped, her whole body slumped in the stadium sized bathtub, with her final buckle of orgasm Sam's was thrown free with a tiny scream as she rolled down the giant hill of boob flesh before landing face first smacking in between the pair, her fingers quickly returned to her own snatch till she eventually joined her owner in release, splayed across the sternum where she fell panting.

The tiny panted trying to catch her breath, this was her first time as an active participant in the giant's fun she realised, her brain clarity sharply returned and she realised maybe she'd made the wrong choice. 

But it felt so good.

She was so tired, she could just fall back to sleep.

Until two sticky fingers grabbed her around her waist slowly raising her limp exhausted body out from between the giant boobs, Sam shut her eyes fearing retribution of her actions she found herself lowered against another fleshy surface, her feet dangled in open air as she realised she was straddling something like a saddle.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked up, two huge blue irises looked down at her, the irises alone where nearly four times the size of her head, the detail of the veins and tiny lines etched into these glass orbs made her gasp, she couldn't find any words to describe the beauty and depth they held, as the black pupils gently changed size to adjust on her.

Her tiny nude form was sitting on Mrs. Morgan's nose she realised, looking down to her side to see the huge cheeks, the lips where entirely out of view from her angle.

The giantess simply continued to stare, looking down at her small body made Sam feel nervous as she gently covered her boobs with her hands.

"You really are adorable." Her voice rumbled beneath her, her seat vibrated through her body as she stifled a small moan, god she was pathetic.

Clara couldn't help but giggle at her embarrassment, Sam struggled to find what to say, her breathing again started to get erratic had she done the right thing? 

"I'm.. sorry." she said, her eyes staring away shyly, "Why?" Clara's eyes look puzzled at the tiny draped on her nose.

Sam, looked up anxiously at the giant "I.. I don't know if I should've done that." she mumbled.

"I enjoyed it, I'm glad you felt you could have fun with me." Mrs. Morgan said quietly, taking into consideration her delicate ears being this close.

Sam just continued to continued to stare away, she just felt confused with herself.

"Fancy some pizza?" Clara deflected.

Sam, glad she was given an out from this for now simply nodded up at her... owner.

The evening drew steadily in, with no light source of her own Sam nibbled quietly on the cold pizza bits given to her by her owners in the dark, she joked to herself she deserved to be locked in a cage for liking pineapple on a pizza, there wasn't exactly anyone to laugh with her at her terrible joke.

Her teacher's words from earlier echoed in her head 'Pets aren't allowed at the dinner table' it had upset her more than she was expecting, she felt at least they could've let her stay and maybe talk a bit more, she just felt incredibly lonely with no one to chat too, even if the giants didn't really seem to speak to her properly, at most it felt like they where talking to a small child or animal, it occasionally would feel almost normal but it fluctuated without pattern or reason.

She wondered if it was because if they accepted she was an actual real person owning her would suddenly feel discomforting to them, so intentional barriers where being placed ahead of her.

The cottage's air was chilly, the old building struggled to keep its heat so she was currently shivering badly under a small dish cloth rag and a few other assortments of tissues and old fabric pieces her owners had added to give some form of comfort whilst she had been in the back seat of the car, being tiny meant it was difficult to retain body heat she'd quickly realised.

In the distance, in what may as well be cities away she heard her owners laugh and talk echoing like thunder, she had looked over the edge and saw them bathed in firelight huddled together under a thick blanket on the sofa, she didn't recognise the film they watched but she suspected it didn't matter even to them, the point was they had each other for company.

She didn't know exactly how she'd fill this void in this life of hers now, maybe she'd simply break and go insane, she still struggled with how she viewed the pair of them, her attraction had distracted her briefly from the harsher realities of being a pet, but there was no sugar coating they where owners, she just wished she could do something more than sit in this plastic prison when they'd had enough of her, at least a cat could wander around the house.

"I left the chocolate in the kitchen, could you fetch it dear?" Clara said innocently, not wanting to leave the warmth of the fire, "You're lucky I love you." Henry sighed in defeat, gently pulling himself out of the thick blanket.

Sam heard the giant approach, Henry wasn't too interested in her so she just sat huddled in her usual corner shivering in the cold.

"You alright?" Sam jolted up, looking up at Henry who seemed concerned "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you." he said softly.

"You didn't, I'm just... really cold and... alone." Sam shivered, Henry gently unlocked her cage and offered his hand "Do you want to come sit by the fire with us then? I don't want to see you suffer like this." I quickly nodded up to him, I draped a crude blanket made of broken tissue around me for warmth as I stepped onto the giant's hand, the hand was distinctly larger than Clara's with slightly chipped nails then the teacher's pristine blue painted ones, Henry brought me up to his face and gently blew warm breath across my form, the distinct smell of cheese and tomato lingered slightly but Sam could hardly complain given the warmth it brought her.

"I should've checked sooner I'm sorry, this is all brand new to me owning a... shrinkee. I promise I'll get you something more suitable to keep you warm overnight." Henry promised "Thank you, being a pet is new to me too." she said jokingly, a twinge of guilt appeared on his large face, he really was a kind soul she could tell "I'm sorry if I was.. too rough the other day, maybe we should've eased into that stuff slower but we both just got caught in the moment." Sam looked into his eyes, it had been eating him up inside she could tell.

"I don't know what to think anymore, I'll be honest I've never felt so scared in all my life and yet... a part of me... liked it? I feel like a freak." Sam didn't know why she was being so candid here, perhaps it was because Henry still somewhat talked to her like she wasn't a doll.

Clara's voice rang out from the other room "Hurry up! your missing the best part!" Henry looked down at her tiny delicate form, "For what it's worth, I don't think you are, I don't think there's any shame in enjoying it, but we can have a proper talk about this later if you want, I know this has been tough on you but from the way Clara has talked to me she knows you are strong and I feel we can make this work for all three of us." he smiled, and with that she was carried into the adjoining room, Henry walked slower not wanting to spook her.

---

Clara was briefly surprised to see her husband carrying more than just chocolate from his quest to the kitchen but someone equally as sweet.

"You know, its not often a wife is happy to see her husband cradling a sexy younger woman!" She chuckled, Henry just laughed and Sweetie clearly wanted to die of embarrassment. "Oh I'm just teasing little one, you and my husband can do whatever you desire, its all fine with me." the teacher grinned as she was passed the wrapped up chocolate, her husband could keep a hold of the little one for awhile.

---

As the the two giants snuggled back together Sam found herself placed between Henry's dressing gown and the large blanket, this was actually quite nice she thought, the body heat, the fireplace crackled nicely if not the biggest fire she'd ever seen, the flames spitting around the metal guard like the gates of hell looked spectacular, she felt cared for.

She didn't focus on the large television, it kinda hurt her small eyes after awhile to stare at it given she could make out the individual dots that made up a digital screen, it was some older action movie she hadn't seen before but she suspected the gigantic couple where still not taking much stock in it either, the small sounds of smooching rang above her as the two quietly kissed, even she had to admit they where cute together.

Sam tried not to stare, it felt like it was her small way of giving privacy but she didn't think they cared too much what their 'pet' thought of their antics, she was glad that Henry seemed actually sympathetic to her at least but knew nothing would break the bond with his wife, it gave her some small hope she could improve her own conditions living with them in the long run.

Clara was annoyingly right she had already conceded early on, there wasn't any escape from this, the world was no longer made for her and even if she had someone looking over her who didn't see a pet she'd still need to adapt either way, it was sink or swim and she was an excellent swimmer.

She yelped as the fabric around her suddenly jostled, as her teacher began taking it to the next level with her husband, pulling him closer to her.

Sam cried as she slipped under the fabric, her tissue covers easily falling off her body, she could hear Henry chuckle above her clearly noticing her fall, she landed at the top of his striped pyjama bottoms, the blanket lifted above her to see the two giants peering down at her.

"I told you this little one was trying to get into your pants, well let me help you dear~" Clara lifted the fabric unveiling the musky cave.

Henry just rolled his eyes "Don't be mean, she was genuinely freezing in that cage."

"But honey, it is lovely, and warm down there." Clara playfully pouted, Sam watched his expression turn to a smirk as he looked down at me with warm eyes. 

"Your choice Sweetie."

Sam could only stare ahead of her, blinking, the warmth could be felt from here with a light sweaty musk scent, despite being the queen of her school her one place without much experience was intimacy, it was her one crucial weakness and despite the crash course she'd been given the past two days she felt nervous.

But a part of her wanted this, she wanted to be a big girl, she wanted to take charge even if it was only in her own small way.

First it was one hand, then another as gradually moved forward in a crawl, it was just her and the cave now, anything outside of that focus fell by the wayside, she didn't even realise she was crawling, she moved forward on instinct now, her hand gently brushed against the soft bristles that where the giant pubes, the heat and smells became more intense as the darkness encroached her small body in its warm loving embrace, her eyes slowly adjusted to the dark.

Whap! she yelled in surprise at the loud noise as the light went off around her, she felt a huge heavy fabric press her against the field below her, she turned back to see nothing, maybe the occasional stray point of light shone through her new ceiling pressing her down, it was a bit more of a struggle but she kept moving forward, she wondered if this was what boot camp training felt like as she dragged herself forward.

Most cadets where probably not 3 inches tall she thought dryly.

She could hear the ruffling of fabric, like harsh waves hitting the shore it reminded her of daytrips to Blackpool beach, the couple laughed and joked above her, she wondered if it was about her or they'd simply moved on the conversation with her trapped down here, the ceiling now felt heavier with the blanket now placed on top, the light speckles of light had been now entirely blocked out, sound and touch now came to the forefront of her focus, the warm skin and hair below her, the sound of blood pumping through the huge body below, she couldn't quite tell its direction, but she could take a guess it was pumping right ahead of her.

At least it was warm above all else, the dark and cold cage just depressed her and made her feel empty inside, yes she was by all means still alone here in the pants of a giant man's crotch, it still felt like there was at least something?

Her hand reached a roadblock in the darkness, one she was anticipating, the giant redwood sized mast of meat lay ahead of her, she couldn't help but shiver feeling it, her first time with the giants had been extreme and terrifying, her short life had flashed before her eyes attached to this.

She slowly got onto her knees, she wouldn't have been able to push the dense heavy layers of fabric off her, but the cock could, giving her space to stand up as she gently pressed her body against it and hugging it like an old friend, she let out a quiet sad whimper, it was the closet she'd gotten to a hug since she shrank she realised.

Sam thought back to a few weeks prior, she had gotten into an argument with her parents the night before her shrinking, they'd been on edge and her mum had come to her room to talk, she said she just wanted to hug me goodnight but I was stupid, I said no, instead I just cried into my pillow at the unfairness of it all.

She'd have done anything to rewind time and have that last hug with her family, she had taken so much for her granted in her life and here is what her life had become, she tightened her grip around the column and bawled. Sam wished she could stop crying, but here it honestly did help to let it all out, bottling it here was just not feasible.

A muffled groan echoed from above, she'd almost forgotten she was hugging a giant dick, realising she had hugged it like it was a person for just a moment to escape her reality, now she had a job to do, Sam found herself excited, she'd show the giants she could have an impact, that she wasn't a useless doll. 

Sam remembered Mrs. Morgan's loud reaction when she humped her nipple earlier, the weird sense of pride instilled in her gave her a sense of power she hadn't felt in a long time.

In her moment of aggrandising, she again lost focus of the world around her, the cave around her shook as a huge feminine hand joined her in her cave, grabbing her roughly against the huge member as she let out a cry of panic.

"Wait no! stop!" Sam wailed, her voice had no hope of reaching anyone.

---

Henry moaned as his wife's hand drifted down his knob, gently jerking him along with the shrinkee.

"Th-thanks, she wasn't really doing much for me." he sighed, his wife just smiled seductively, her gaze simply returned to the TV as the two enjoyed their fun like a private joke.

"She's still new to all of this, but well, something that small can't truly please a big on its own, they make great aids but you'll always need a real woman to give a helping hand~" she whispered into her husband's ear.

"Be gentle with her, the poor girl has been through a lot." Henry looked strained, but was comforted as his wife gave him a warm nod in agreement.

Clara could feel the squirming shrinkee in her palm, dragging her across the mast with ease, a fine line between not hurting her and still getting her husband off was tricky but possible, she couldn't tell if the girl was struggling to escape or was just trying to help by wiggling, it didn't matter either way.

Henry had tried to continue watching the TV like her but failed miserably, no matter grinned Clara.

---

Sam gagged and coughed as she finally took air into her lungs, the palm had a firm grip on her form, she felt dizzy from the constant momentum up and down like a drop tower at an amusement park, her small hands gently tried to find purchase to push with limited success, the veiny surface and smooth palm would not yield, the palm would occasionally squeeze, making her struggle to breath, she didn't know if the giantess realised what she was going through but doubted she cared - in her eyes she'd been ok so far, she was going to continue trying my limits.

Unlike her first encounter with the giant's member this time was considerably more dry, her body felt rubbed raw as she was dragged along its surface, occasionally her hand would press against a prominent vein before losing it again, her experience was just sound, smell and texture, perhaps she was spared from the sight, it kept her world smaller, she just wished she could've been a bit more.. lubed.. for the experience, maybe then she could've found more enjoyment in it.

She just couldn't help it, again she found herself turned on, the pheromones at this size turned her small brain into soup, her small boobs ground into the hot musky flesh making her nipples tingle as they where rubbed roughly into the flesh, Mrs. Morgan's strawberry hand lotion was the only thing stopping the smell from overloading her entirely.

The teen realised time was almost up, the hand was gently speeding up, loud moans echoed like thunder around her as the gods used her for all her worth, she could feel the cock bulge and twist violently, she whimpered, the thing she had hugged earlier in pitiful desperation was now a giant shaking monster.

Suddenly the hand's grip loosed from the rod, the tiny still adhered to the palm was confused, her small body shook across the surface as she was rolled towards the waiting fingers, pinched between two she was brought higher up, confused why she wasn't being taken out of the fabric if they had finished.

Then it clicked in her small mushed brain, she shrieked out, hitting the fingers around her with no impact as she was brought to the huge quivering tip.

She was getting lubed after all.

Her small body was rubbed against the large bulbus head, she cried her hands pressed on the red hot surface, her body's sweat made it easier for the teacher to roll her around it, she could feel the buildup tremble, Sam simply closed her eyes and hoped she'd be ok.

---

Henry let out a relieved sigh, spurting across the thrashing tiny girl, he never doubted his wife when she said a shrinkee would be excellent little helpers in the bedroom and appreciated Sweetie's willingness to join in, he didn't imagine it was easy for her.

"Enjoy yourself hun?" Clara asked innocently, leaning her head against his neck acting like nothing had happened, a small smile on her face as she popped the last piece of chocolate into her mouth.

Clara's hand still firmly held the tiny between her fingers, her movements having died down a little, the poor thing was no doubt exhausted, but never the less now was her time.

Her hand slowly removed itself from under the now sticky and wet pyjama bottoms of her husband, the tiny was limp against her thumb, bringing Sweetie up to her face she could see the tiny panting gently to herself, thick strands of cum covered her entire body, she'd put her through the wringer she smirked.

Now for the treat.

The teacher stared down at the tiny teen, licking her lips, she was the cat and Sweetie her little mouse, the shrinkee began to struggle and squeak in fear as she brought her towards her open mouth, not giving her any time she shoved her small body right in, her mouth shutting forcibly with a small clack of teeth, her eyes shifted seductively to her husband who was clearly turned on by her 'evil giant' play.

Sweetie didn't realise Clara was simply messing with her however.

---

Sam pounded her hands on the tip, trying to push away the huge fingers simply kept rubbing her over its surface, please god not this she thought.

She could feel the cock twitch, the sound of rushing liquid came to a boil and erupted over her small form, she panicked as the fingers simply rubbed her in it, giving her body an even coating, her hands flung to her face to get the viscous fluid off her face so she wouldn't suffocate.

Her body lay limped over the the top of the tip, fingers still gripping her waist, the salty taste lingered in her mouth as she tried hacking and coughing it up to little success, she tried closing her eyes and counting from 1 to 4 in her head to help get her breathing back under control, Sam couldn't help but let out an involuntary laugh at the absurdity of it all, a huge hand holding her to the tip of a giant cock the size of a Total Wipeout big red ball.

This was just her life now, soaked in a blanket of spunk clinging to her tiny body.

She wondered if her parents knew this is what would happen to their daughter, they truly couldn't say they didn't know what pet shrinkees where commonly used for by their 'loving owners' after all.

Mrs. Morgan's hand gently began dragging her away from the deflating mast, her job completed for the evening she mused bitterly.

Light filled her eyes, the warm glow of the fireplace made her blink rapidly not realising how far she'd adapted to the cave, she found herself pressed flat against her owner's thumb, the finger pressing her down gently gyrated smushing her boobs into the textured thumb, she tried mumbling in protest but it came out as more of a moan.

She didn't pay attention to her owner, she looked away dazed but her eyes opened in alarm seeing Clara lick her lips, the giant eyes focused on her.

She wouldn't, the look of hunger terrified the tiny teen, everyone had seen those videos of people being swallowed, the drying cum held her in place as tears welled in her eyes as the giantess' mouth opened quickly, unlike the minty toothpaste of last time she could smell the overpowering aroma of chocolate.

"P-please Mrs. Morgan don't do this! I can do better I'm so sorry! don't kill me!!" Sam pleaded on deaf ears, the fingers then suddenly began heading for the open mouth, she thrashed and screamed to no avail, she had no power in this world no matter how many times her brain tried to fool her. She was nothing her brain told her.

The finger pressed her straight into the tongue's bumpy surface, it was horrifying just how easy it was for giants to handler her in times like this, scrambling across the shifting squishy floor the mouth suddenly closed with a loud ringing clack, the tongue beneath her shook her around violently, disorientated in the pitch black darkness she couldn't tell where she was, her eyes struggled to adjust, she fell over into a larger glob of saliva as the huge muscle suckled and licked her clean of her spunk covering, her brain was running on instinct, trying to avoid the teeth she knew could chew her into nothing without hesitation, she felt herself fall backwards, she saw it, the hanging uvula was right in front of her face, the dark tunnel below her let out a squelching sound at her presence, the giant's heartbeat echoed in her small head like a drum, the dripping liquid and melted chocolate made it so loud she couldn't hear herself think.

Light shone into mouth suddenly as she felt something grab one of her legs, she was dangled upside down in front of a familiar smiling face.

"All clean!" the older woman sighed, Sam just felt tired, her body still wet from the saliva dripping off her naked form "Sweetie was a rather apt name for you wasn't it?" moved Sam out of her dazed state, what did she mean.. name?

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Clara gently placed the worn out pet down her top, she knew the horny teen would probably like being closer to them she thought, she's more than earned them tonight, she's come along so much in such a short span of time - all the blogs said it could takes ages for tinies to come around to their owners like Sweetie had, but her husband's quiet chat with her had worried her slightly, with the pet expressing she felt lonely in her case.

She wasn't quite sure how to deal with that but that'd be a long-term problem, for now the three of them could relax and snuggle together by the warm fire and some trashy Netflix show a bit longer, she wished the holiday didn't have to end so soon but then she thought of Sweetie, it'll always be a holiday for her and no doubt once she's truly settled they'd be having far more fun together.

Still, there was tomorrow to enjoy she smiled.