Elizabeth Kramer was a senior in high school, who was mindlessly texting away on her cell phone, like any other teenage girl would be on the day before her senior prom. Right now things were perfect, she had an incredible dress already picked out, her friends and all of their dates were coming over before the dance for a big party, and the love of her life would be the only one coming home afterwards. 

Her boyfriend, Nick, was the perfect man in her eyes. He was a gifted athlete, who played on the local collegiate football team. And when he wasn’t studying, practicing, or working at his father’s pharmacy, then he was spending all of his time making Elizabeth feel like an absolute princess. Many days he would show up at her house with coffee or candy, or little bits of jewelry. Truly she was spoiled rotten by him. And so, to repay him for all his hard work serving her, tomorrow night she was going to serve him. 

Applying a sweet scented gloss to her plush lips, Liz makes a satisfying smooching sound, tasting the sweet strawberry flavor of the gloss. She giggled as she sent her text message out to her loving boyfriend. 

“I’m going to suck your soul out straight through your cock.” The message read. A little bit on the nose, but she knew he would appreciate it.

Moments later the phone chimed, and a message appeared on the screen. When she clicked on it a video began to play. In the video, she could see her handsome boyfriend, well parts of him at least. The video showed his erect cock, being gripped by his large hand bejeweled with a large expensive looking watch. Liz simply giggled and rolled her eyes. 

“What a little show off.” She said to herself. However, she had to admit that he was quite gifted down below. Despite having hands more than large enough to handle her ample breasts, Nick’s erect cock was still impressive when being handled. And when it was her own dainty hands wrapped around it, the fleshy snake seemed monstrous in comparison.

She continued to watch the video of her man working himself towards competition when she decided to send him another text.

L- Did you finish yet? 

N- Not yet, maybe you could help me out?

She giggled at his request. Honestly she loved sending him nudes. She trusted him not to share them, and she was well aware that her body was incredible. Despite not being a participant in any school sports, her ass was incredibly shapely, and thanks to genes passed down from her mother, Liz also had an enormous set of hooter to boot. As such, she considered snapping a quick pick that would help her boyfriend reach climax, but instead she decided she wanted to toy with him a bit.

L- No, no one gets to jerk you off but me. That includes you mister!

N- babe….

She giggled, knowing that he wouldn’t be thrilled about it, but he would do as he was told.

L- A good boy listens to his princess. And a bad boy doesn’t get ridden by his princess. 

N- Yes baby. I can wait until tomorrow night, you just be ready for me ;)

Liz’s heart flutters, it was such an incredibly feeling having a man so dedicated to pleasing her. In fact the feeling was so intense that she felt her panties begin to moisten. She then had a wicked thought cross her mind. She walked over to the freezer and opened it up to pull out a colorful popsicle that she proceeded to open up the popsicle and start a FaceTime call with Nick.

“Hey babygirl! Did you change your mind?” He asks, and the cadence of his voice tells her that he is still a bit flustered.

“Nope! No touching that big throbbing cock at all until I get my hands on it!” She says giddily with her most adorable schoolgirl smile. After finishing her sentence she proceeds to bring the popsicle up to her lips and give the frozen treat an experience that Nick desperately wanted right now.

She bobbed the long cold pop in and out of her mouth, at varying depths, until she forced the entire thing into her mouth, letting a soft moan leave her body. Just as she expected, she heard a frustrated moan come through the receiver. Opening her eyes again, she could see that Nick was breathing incredibly heavily and biting his lip so hard that he might just bite through it. 

“Be a good boy okay?” She says cutely.

“Yes baby. Whatever you want, I love you so much.” He says, his desperation very clear.

“Oooooh that’s a good boy, I love you too baby. Just wait till tomorrow.” Liz then proceeds to blow a kiss before slowly lowering the phone down between her legs so that the front camera is peering up her skirt. On the other side of the call, Nick is treated to a full frontal view of his girlfriend’s glistening, majestic pussy. The site of which causes him to nearly buckle at the knees.

“BAAAAABE!” He screams into the phone before she quickly ends the call. She giggles before skipping giddily over to the trash. And right as she was about to dump the popsicle in the trash she thinks about the dampness in her nethers. She shrugs her shoulders and lifts the font of her skirt before proceeding to pump the icy treat into her in between her delicate folds. 

As her breathing quickens, Liz takes her other hand and with two fingers begins making small swirling motions around her tender clitoris. As she works away at herself, Liz closes her eyes and pictures her strong, massive boyfriend penetrating her over and over again. The sensation overtakes her as she lets out a muffled yelp upon finally reaching orgasm and pulls the rapidly melting treat out from between her legs. Using a towel to clean up the mess that she made in the kitchen, she is about to head to the bathroom to finish cleaning up when she hears someone enter the room.

“Oh hey Liz, I didn’t know you were here.” The voice belongs to Derek, the younger brother of Liz’s best friend. He had come out of his room upon hearing a commotion in the kitchen.

“Oh hey little cutie” She says with a smile, “I care down to get a popsicle but I can’t finish it, my tummy is just so full.” She says lifting up her shirt to show her toned, flat stomach and just the very bottom of her lacy bra. She knew this simple action was enough to get Derek firing on all cylinders. For as long as she had known Missy, her little brother Derek had been in love with her. And while she loved toying with the poor boy, there wasn’t any chance in hell that he would ever get anywhere with her.

“Here, why don’t you finish it off for me.” She says, lifting the dripping popsicle off of the counter and handing it to Derek. “Quickly now, before it melts.”

Doing as he is commanded, Derek raises the popsicle up to his mouth and begins to suck on it, eager to taste Liz’s saliva. However when the treat touches his tongue, his face sours. This was not what he was expecting. Liz then gives him a couple of light taps on the cheek.

“Good boy.” She says before skipping off to the bathroom.

*Hours later*

Liz is walking home from Missy’s house, still incredibly excited for prom tomorrow night. Blissfully unaware of the world around her, as she has retreated into her own fantasies, Liz fails to notice a small commotion going on down by her feet. That is until she feels something underneath her shoe. Feeling the disturbance underfoot, she quickly lifts her shoe to reveal a tiny naked man who is staring directly up at her. 

She pauses for a moment before remembering that she not currently wearing any underwear and this pervert is just enjoying the view of her tight, shaven pussy. 

“You little fuckin creep!” She angrily mumbles, bending down and scooping up the shrunken pervert in her hand. She takes a moment to eye this little creep up and down, noting his pathetic shrunken dick. Causing her to laugh at the sheer size difference between this little tool, and the massive one she was going to find inside of her tomorrow night.  

“Please, just don’t let her take me!” The tiny man screams! This plea catches Liz off guard, was this person in trouble? She just assumed that he was a pervert because he was looking up her skirt, but to be fair it was nearly impossible for him not to do so.

“Wait, don’t let who get you?” Liz asks, looking to get to the bottom of this. And just as she asks the question, a busty black haired woman comes sprinting around the corner. Liz steps backward, as to not get tackled by this woman who appears to be quite frantic. Instantly, Liz knew that this is the one the tiny man was afraid of and instinctively put her hands behind her back.

“Woah there, ya almost bowled me over.” Liz says sweetly, passing along a kind smile.

“Did you see a little shrinky run through here? I’ve lost him and he needs to come home.” She says frantically. 

“Uhh nope nobody here but us!” Liz says, trying to step around the pushy brunette.

“Exactly, show me your hands.”

“Excuse me?” Liz asks, incredibly out off by this woman and trying desperately to escape with her helpless passenger in tow. 

“Empty your hands, I know you’re trying to steal him from me, and I won’t let you get away with that.” The pushy woman begins to reach out and grab Liz by the wrist.

The two girls struggle for a bit before Liz opens her hands to show enough palms.

“There, you see you crazy fucking bitch? Now let go of me before I call the cops!” Liz screams. The angry woman begrudgingly lets go, realizing that the tiny man is nowhere to be seen. Liz begins to walk away, but she need to go about a quarter of a mile before she is out of eye sight.

Once she is satisfied with the distance between her and the psychotic bitch who just attacked her, she ducks around the corner of a building and reaches two fingers down in between her hefty buttcheeks and pulls out a sweat covered and delirious little man.

“Sorry about the ride little guy, I didn’t want her to find you and I don’t have any pockets… or panties.” She raises him up to her face when she catches a small whiff of the guy. He was only in her butt crack for a couple minutes but he already needs a shower pretty badly. Liz’s face turns bright red from embarrassment.

“Honestly, don’t even worry about it. You just saved my life, a short ride smelling your ass is a small price to pay.” The tiny man admitted, falling to his knees and kissing Liz’s palm. She felt her heart begin to beat incredibly fast. If this guy was that thankful about getting a ride between her reeking ass cheeks, then that bitch must’ve been real trouble.

“Well don’t mention it, how about I take you to the police station?” Liz says, offering to get the tiny man to safety.

“Sure, just make sure she isn’t anywhere near okay?” The man begs.

“Well I can hide you until we get to the station. But like I said… I don’t have pockets.” Liz says, looking for permission from the tiny man to do something unpleasant to him.

“Uhhh of course. That’s fine, I’ll survive.” The man hesitantly grants his permission for what Liz is about to do. 

The young blonde giddily jumps up and down.

“Great! That’ll be the safest way, and it’s only about a fifteen minute walk.” Before Liz even finishes her sentence, she is holding the man down in front of her plump buttcheeks. As she spreads he ample cheeks apart the tiny man is greeted with an intense heat and odor that would make most people cry. 

“Are you sure? I mean it’s a bit much down there isn’t it?” Liz says, biting her lip. She didn’t want to push him inside, she wanted him to ask for it.

“Yes, please. I’ll be safe here.” And before he finishes his sentence, his is thrusted between the teenager’s heavy cheeks. And as her booty accepts its new toy, Liz walks back out onto the sidewalk and begins walking towards the police station. There’s a bit of extra sway in her hips as she walks through the downtown streets to get to the police station.

Once outside she feels a small gurgle in her stomach, and her lips form a wicked smile. Her spectacular boyfriend didn’t like it when she farted in front of him, in fact she once farted in front of a fan that blew her gas into his face and he pouted for a day and a half. But now, there was a grateful little man trapped between her buttocks who would surely appreciate her gas. Plus when would she ever get this opportunity again. 

She felt the hot air pass through her sphincter and the accompanying squirms coming from her tiny passenger. She clenches her cheeks together quickly before finally relenting and pulling the tiny man out of her smelly prison. 

“Sorry sweetie, someone was looking at me so I couldn’t get to you in time. Hope it wasn’t too bad! My farts are known for being a bit much haha!” Liz says, putting on her best puppy dog eyes.

“No no seriously, you have no idea how much torment you saved me from. Seriously, you could fart on me on purpose and I’d still thank you!” The tiny man says, just happy to be safe.

“Wait really?” Liz asks, raising an eyebrow. 

The tiny man kicks himself a bit for speaking up, but honestly she really did save him from a horrible life. “Uhhh Yea, I mean if you want. You went through a lot for me, it’s the least I could do.”

Liz smiles warmly at her tiny new friend, before lowering him down to her large cheeks once again. After all he did offer. She then scrunches up her face and releases a long silent fart that lasts for nearly six seconds. Before the fart ends she is rubbing his face along the outer edge of her crack.

“Oh my god, that felt so cool. No one has ever offered to let me fart on them before. Can I ask how it smelled?” Liz says raising an eyebrow.

The tiny man looks up at the police station doors, knowing he is so very close to freedom, and he doesn’t want to screw it up. “Honestly it smelled fine, ya know it was bearable.” 

“Hmmmm well if I wasn’t such a nice girl I might just take you home and keep you as my little toy. But of course I’ll take you inside.” She says walking towards the station doors. “Besides my boyfriend is the jealous type so it probably wouldn’t end well.”

“Well he’s a lucky guy having such a sweetheart like you. Give him a nice face fart for me would ya?” The tiny man chuckles as he is brought to safety.

“You know I just might do that!” Lie giggles before dropping him off with an officer.

*One Week Later*

“And this RP’s life was saved from an anonymous assailant, by Elizabeth Kramer, a local upstanding citizen.” The news anchorwoman says before the TV is switched off. 

“That was a mistake, bitch.” Says the angry woman who lost out on her shrunken victim. She vows to get some payback against that meddling little slut. The woman then turns her head upon hearing her name being called from another room.

“Alexis, time for dinner babe!”

Elizabeth Kramer had just been given the most devastating news of her entire life. She was sitting silently on her hospital bed, as her mother sobs hysterically and her father discusses treatment options with the less than optimistic physician. Liz didn’t know how to react to all of this information. She looked around the room, just taking in the various sights. She cranes her neck to look up at her mother who appears to be the size of a goddamned skyscraper.

*Two days earlier*

It was a typical Friday evening, the Kramer family was seated around the dinner table sharing the events of the day. Liz paid little attention to anything her family was saying, as she was much more interested in her phone that she was hiding beneath the table. 

“Mooooom Liz is on her phone!” Cries out Liz’s younger brother John. Liz glares at her bratty little brother for ratting her out.

“No phones at the dinner table young lady! Put it away or I’m taking it away.” Scolds Liz’s mother, Catherine. 

“Mom, is that any way to treat an upstanding citizen like myself? Maybe I’m coordinating another daring rescue of a little tiny. They say I’m something of a hero ya know.” Liz says, batting her eyelashes cartoonishly. This tired excuse elicits several eyerolls around the table and a hearty laugh from Raymond, the patriarch of the house. In the three weeks since Liz had found a frantic shrunken man on the street, she was getting some serious mileage out of the fact that the local police had labeled her a “hero.” 

Liz can recall every detail about the psychotic woman from whom she had rescued the tiny helpless man. She told the police every detail about her, from her long, curly, black hair to her deep blue eyes. She had to admit, that even though the bitch was certifiably crazy, she was kind of a smokeshow. Thankfully Liz wasn’t the jealous type, she just had no issue admiring another woman’s outward appearance.

However, despite the police sketch artists being able to create a perfect image of the twisted woman’s face, the detective that was assigned to the case admitted that the chances of this person seeing any consequences were slim. 

“Well unfortunately, even if we find her, we’ll have a hard time bringing any charges against her.” The officer admits, sitting back in his chair.

“What? Why? I mean with all the things that little man said she did to him… it seems to me like his testimony would be enough to put her under the prison.” Cathrine presses the officer for clarification. She was sure that by allowing Liz to give her description of that horrible woman, they would be helping to get a criminal off the streets.

“Well it’s not quite that simple. Excuse my language, but while it might be fucked up, it isn’t technically illegal to shove an RP up inside of her. I mean we can try to gather up enough evidence to call it sexual assault, but unfortunately the laws just haven’t caught up with the new realities of shrunken society. And now with Mr. Thompson now withdrawing his testimony, we really don’t have a leg to stand on here.” The detective admits. And he was right. Congress was moving remarkably slowly while trying to create new protective legislation that would protect shrunken human beings. This was in part do to a variety of factions that were actively trying to gather support for legislation that would actually strip RP’s of their status as citizens and instead categorize them as property. 

Liz snaps back to reality as her mother snapped her fingers to get her attention. 

“Young lady… no one is going to be around to save you if you don’t put that phone away this instant.” Cathrine scolds. Liz rolls her eyes and slides her phone beneath her thigh, biding her time until she can sneak a couple more texts out. 

The conversation continues and the Kramers enjoy a normal family dinner, until out of nowhere Liz’s eyes roll into the back of her head and she slumps down out of her chair. This sudden turn of events causes a series of screams from the rest of the family and an emergency trip to the hospital.

*2 days later*

The doctors had finished running their tests, and now Catherine, Raymond, and a miniscule Liz were seated in a private room listening to the physician talk them through the possibilities that remained for Liz. Cathrine cried hysterically as the family was told that there was no going back for Liz and they were going to have to make some difficult adjustments. While there were certainly more options for an RP now than ever, it was still going to require a tremendous amount of care on the part of the family. 

In the following weeks, Liz’s family tried to be as supportive as absolutely possible to try to keep the tiny woman’s spirits up as much as they could. And they did a good job doing so, for the most part. And outside the house, Liz had her best friend Missy to help her maintain a social life, and get ready for their first semester at college.

In fact it was Missy who arrived at the house, ready to pick Liz up and take her out to the mall. 

“Hi Mrs. Kramer, how are you doing today?” Missy asks, as the door is opened up and she is invited inside. 

“Good afternoon Missy, I’m doing quite well today, thank you. Elizabeth is upstairs in her room. What are you two getting up to this evening?” Cathrine says, turning her back and leading Missy into the house.

“Oh not too much. Gonna go hit the wall, maybe buy something sexy for Liz.” Missy cracks a wide smile, knowing that comment would get a rise out of her best friends mother. Cathrine doesn’t reply, but instead raises a couple fingers to her eyes, making a gesture that says “I’m watching you.”

The two girls exchange some small talk, but Liz is eager to get out of the house and Missy is happy to oblige. After a short drive to the mall, the two ladies proceed to wander around the mall doing some mindless window shopping as they talk about how life has been since the last spent time together. This being the only person that Liz has to truly vent to, she begins to break down a bit.

In the weeks since dropping down to just below three inches tall, Liz has had an incredibly difficult time adjusting to her new life. Her primary concern at the moment was the loss of her boyfriend, Nick. For a few days after coming home from the hospital, he stuck by her side and tried to adjust to this massive change. However, it quickly became clear that their relationship was not going to survive this drastically new dynamic. And so Nick broke things off with the poor girl, adding yet another issue to the growing mountain of bullshit that Liz had to deal with. 

As Liz broke down, her titanic best friend did the best she could to console her.

“Oh sweetheart, don’t waste another second thinking about that piece of garbage. He’s just some immature little shit head who can think straight if he doesn’t jerk off every fucking hour. And I remember that dick pick that you showed me, did you really want to spend your life with some loser with a cock shaped like that?” Missy’s jeers brought a smile to Liz’s face and elicited a light chuckle between tears. 

“Oh stop it.” Liz says, starting to laugh a bit more.

“Seriously sweetie, we’ll find you a nice man, and one who is your size. I mean you wouldn’t want to deal with that giant nonsense. And besides, if we get you a boo who’s only a couple inches tall, I can make sure he does what you say. Oh hey buddy, you didn’t want to clean the house like Liz asked? Then I guess you can clean the inside of my gym shoes. That’ll change his tune real quick.” Missy jokes, shooting Liz a quick wink. 

The thought of her future boyfriend getting dropped in her titanic best friend’s fragrant shoe. “Oh my god Missy, you’re so nasty! I don’t want you dropping my man in your sweaty shoe!” Liz says with a giggle.

“Oh I’m nasty? I remember hearing about a certain someone admitting that while she was saving an RP, she shoved him between her ass cheeks and ripped ass… twice!” Missy reminded Liz of her unladylike behavior, causing Liz to turn beet red.

“That’s not… you don’t even… no, no, no, that was different!” Liz says, still blushing. “I was rescuing him! And I didn’t have pockets!”

“Uh-huh so it was charity, he was grateful to catch a ride between your cheeks?”

“He was!” Liz doubles down. To be fair he did say that he was grateful. “And besides, a lot of guys want to be between my cheeks.” She says confidently.

“Well you got a cute booty, I’ll give you that hahaha! I’m just saying, you say the word and I’ll back you up.” Missy says, as they begin walking into a clothing store looking for a couple of new outfits for Liz.

“I know babe, and I love ya for it!” Liz’s mood has improved drastically and the pair is able to shop happily for another couple of hours. Once they have finished buying some new clothes and browsed all the shops that they wanted to see, the pair of friends decides on seeing a movie before they head home for the evening. It was some sappy rom-com bullshit, but the girls enjoyed making fun of crap like this so they grabbed a seat in the back of the theatre and waited for the trailers to begin. As they are idly chatting however, something happens to catch Liz’s eye.

Looking down towards the theatre entrance, Liz sees a familiar face. Without noticing his ex girlfriend way in the back, Nick has walked into the theatre but turns around so he is facing the door. Moments later, yet another familiar face enters the theatre, as a young woman steps into view and reaches out to let Nick take her hand. This turn of events was like a hot knife stabbing into Liz’s heart, not only because her ex boyfriend is now out on a date in front of her, but also because he is with that wicked cunt Paula Mathews. 

Paula Matthews was a former friend of Liz’s but the pair had a tough falling out when Paula couldn’t stop herself from flirting with Liz’s boyfriend Nick. In fact, Liz has forbidden Nick to even associate with the bitchy blonde after she tried to makeout with him while shitfaced at some party. Now here was this vile bitch, on a date with the love of Liz’s life, while she was resigned to sit on her friend’s shoulder because if she got a seat of her own she would get crushed under someone’s ass.

A flood of emotions overtakes Liz, after seeing this unfortunate get together, and she begins to cry quietly. Missy notices the crying and tries to figure out what has happened, when she notices her best friends ex out on his date. Missy quickly puts things together in her head and offers to take Liz somewhere private. 

“C'mon sweetie, let’s hit the bathroom.” Missy says while rising out of her chair and quickly moving towards the exit. But before she can make it out of the theatre, she is stopped by an irritatingly cocky voice.

“Oh hiiiii Missy, how are you!” Shouts Paula from a nearby aisle. Missy pauses long enough to turn around and glare at the blonde slut who is smirking and waving her fingers on one hand while the other is resting on the crotch of her date, whose face is bright red. Missy doesn’t bother with a response, but simply turns and walks out of the theatre and towards a bathroom. 

“What a fucking cunt! That arrogant little bitch deserves to get her fucking tits kicked off. I swear to god I’m going to go back in there and scissor kick her in the twat. She if she thinks that shit is funny!” Missy is absolutely fuming about Paula’s attitude. Liz wanted to be happy for her friend’s support, but all she could feel at the moment was absolute despair. She just felt so defeated, as if this virus were a death sentence and she was slowly marching into a tiny grave.

“Can you take me to the bathroom please?” Liz asks quietly. 

“Sure sweetie let's go.” Missy carries her tiny heartbroken friend into the bathroom and sets her down on the countertop where there are special amenities for shrunken women. 

Liz walks over the small sink and starts to run some water. 

“Hey Missy, can I just get a minute alone? I just gotta clear my head for a second ya know?” Liz asks, trying to hide her tears. Missy nervously looks around the bathroom for other people, but she doesn’t see anyone in any of the stalls. 

“Uhhhh sure hun, I’ll step outside and I’ll be right outside the door. Okay? I’ll pop back in about 5 minutes or so alright?” Missy says, trying to give her friend a warm smile. Liz just nods her head and braces herself up against the sink. The tiny woman splashes a good deal of cold water into her face, since her makeup was already ruined by all the crying she’s done today. 

After a minute of trying to flush her face, Liz notices a massive shadow looming over top of her. 

“Missy I said I needed a minute alone, please just give me that.” She says turning around to look her giant friend in the face. However the face that she is greeted with is not the one that she was expecting. And while it’s not who she thought it was, Liz instantly recognizes this face.

“Hello there little one… you cost me one of my toys. Lucky for you, I don’t only like playing with men.” The woman from whom Liz rescued a tiny man, is now standing before her looking like an angry goddess. 

“I… how…” Liz has no idea what to do now and she is completely paralyzed with fear. 

“Shhh shhh shhhhh… you don’t need to talk. I just need you to know that my toys do not live an easy life, however just know that I can always make things worse.” The gigantic woman then reaches down and scoops up the terrified woman in one hand and brings her up to her massive face.

“My friend is just outside the door, she’s going to come back in at any second! If you put me down, I won’t say anything to anyone and we can just forget it.” Liz says, trying to negotiate her way out of it. 

“Oh well it’s a good thing I sucked off the ticket boy and had him unlock the employee door for me.” The giant woman smiles down at the terrified shrunken girl. “So by the time your stupid fucking friend gets back here, we will be long gone. And everyone is just going to think that you jumped into a fucking toilet.”

Before Liz can bring up another argument, her titanic captor unbuttons her incredibly tight blue jeans and pulls forward the waistband of light pink panties.

“Okay doll, I’ll make you a deal, if you can make me cum before I get home, I won’t put you on toilet paper duty for an entire week.” And before Liz can even process the horrible threat she just heard, she is dropped and allowed to tumble into the gigantic woman’s panties.

The giantess then releases her grip on the underwear and snaps her tiny prisoner up against her vulva. She then needs to wiggle her hips around in order to get her jeans buttoned back up. Once her outfit is restored and her prisoner is perfectly hidden, the giantess sneaks out of the bathroom through the rear door that leads into the employee only area of the theatre.

Waiting in the back is a lanky teenage boy, whose head snaps up as soon as this gorgeous brunette walks in. He leaps up off of his seat and awkwardly shuffles around, not sure what exactly to do with his hands.

“Uhhh hey, so is everything all good or… I mean, can I do anything else for you or… like…” He was stammering like the awkward little teenager her was. The amazon-esque brunette giggles at how awkward and uncomfortable this boy is around an attractive woman. She then walks over to him and takes his hands and places them on her ample rear, and brings her plush lips up to his ear.

“Oh you did perfect baby. I had to break some bad news to my ex and you gave me the perfect getaway. You’re my hero.” She says placing a big kiss on his cheek. “Walk me to my car?”

The lanky boy quickly agrees and leads her through the employee areas of the theatre, out to her car. Once she is sitting in her car, the gorgeous woman reaches out her window and takes ahold of her awkward little plaything by his already hard dick. 

“Tell you what, now that I’m single, I’ll give you a call the next time I need a big, strong, dick to ride on… okay?” The obviously flustered teeneager furiously shakes his head and simply stands in the parking lot as the beautiful goddess drives out of the parking lot, never to be seen by him again.

This goddess doesn’t need some gawky hormonal man child to try and fail to satisfy her desires. Especially since she has a new toy trapped beneath her massive fragrant lips. As the giantess rocks her hips from side to side, she is disappointed by the lack of effort being put forward by this pathetic little insect. 

Gggggrrrrrruuuuggggg

Feeling the rumble in her guts, the gigantic woman smiles.

“Well if she’s not going to put in the effort, a couple nights on toilet paper duty will change her time real quick.”