After a long and hard day, Bill and Rich wound down in Rich’s dorm room. Bill had agreed to come over so they could hang out, but mostly talk about Val and her interest in Rich. “I’m telling you man…” Rich began, his dread noticeable in his face as he spoke. “I’m fucked, I’m going to end up like Pete. She has a thing for me man. Look at me! I’m barely ten inches tall!” He ranted.

Bill tried to console him, “Come on, I’m sure things are going to get better!” His words meant nought, truthfully Bill thought it was only a matter of time before she did something really vile to Rich. He’d never tell his tiny friend that though, what good would more fear do now?

“Better? Dude, look at the trend. She’s getting progressively more sexual with me. So far she has been testing the water, each time I see her she gets a tighter hold on me. Who knows what’s next? Next time you see me might be a month from now, a broken man.” Rich spoke in a harrowing tone, his voice breaking on the word “broken”.

Bill hadn’t addressed the elephant in the room yet, he wasn’t sure if Rich was ready to talk about it. He didn’t want to pry. “So… Did you paint her nails?” Bill asked, hoping his small friend had received some sort of sexual respite. Perhaps Val had used him for a somewhat reasonable purpose this time, rather than grinding her clothed, fat pussy lips against him.

Rich scoffed, “Oh yeah, I painted her nails alright! It all seemed okay at first, the brush was heavy but she helped me get it out the pot. I was done in five minutes!”

Bill was taken aback by the simplicity of his story. “So was that it? You were in there for longer than five minutes...” Bill enquired, curious about what his friend had done for the remainder of his time with the titanic deviant.

Rich elaborated, “She blew her stinking coffee breath in my face to dry her nails and thanked me. I told her she was welcome and asked if she wouldn’t mind getting yourself or Melanie to help me out, thinking that was all it would be. God I’m so stupid!” He slapped his forehead a couple of times before holding it there, Bill could see he was trying to keep himself together.

With his voice breaking as if he were about to cry, Bill continued, “She ignored me and pulled a face of discomfort that I assume was fake. I immediately realised how naive I had been. You think things are going to get better? Wake up and smell the coffee! The woman is a serial rapist and sadist, it’s a fact...” His voice quietened with that last sentence as he looked towards the door, his fear of Val overpowering the logical side of his brain that told him she’d never hear him here.

The pair went silent for a moment as Bill wondered what Val had done to Rich. Finally, Rich broke the silence in a hushed tone, “She… sh… Her nipple was itchy... “

Bill looked back at the minute man, confused. “Her nipple was itchy?” He asked with his brow furrowed and his face sympathetic.

“Yes! Okay?! I was as confused as you were, she started shifting uncomfortably and her fucking fat tits were moving all over the place. When I saw her looking at me and then at her still wet nails, I realised what she was inferring”, Rich explained to his friend. “When she realised I knew what she wanted, she grimaced at me like she actually felt the awkwardness of what she was asking. She didn’t feel it, this is all a game to her.”

“Did… Did you do it?” Bill asked hesitantly, not wanting to set Rich off. He couldn’t even begin to fathom what the guy was going through right now.

“Did I do it?!” Bill asked, his words explosive for such a small man. “Of course I did it! Look at me and look at her, Rich! She could leave me in a roll of fat for months if she wanted to, she could stuff me up her ass and forget I was there, she could fucking eat me like she did that turkey leg! And you ask if I rubbed her nipple when she asked me to?”

Rich walked across the bed away from Bill for a moment, still close enough to be heard. He looked up at the window above him and into the outside world, taking notice of the lack of a way to open it. With his voice quiet and dull of hope, he spoke once more, “Of course I rubbed her nipple man… I squeezed them both with all my strength, I rubbed my whole body against them, I tugged at them like my life depended on it. I’m living a nightmare, would you do it if she asked it of you?” Rich turned to look at Bill finally, expecting an answer from his larger buddy.

Bill looked down at the bed sheet for a moment and ran his hand along it, tracing the patterns. Rich pressed further, “Well?! Would you?”

Bill stuttered in response, “I… I... “

Cutting him off, Rich continued his rant, “You would! She’d fuck you just like she’d fuck me, it’s probably just a matter of time!” Bill’s face turned to shock at those words, he’d been concerned that maybe he was in for the same fate already. Was it really that inevitable?

As Rich calmed down a bit, he apologised to Bill, “I’m sorry for going off on you man. I’m really falling apart. I had been so excited for this job… Big company, great reputation, we were going to change the world… In reality, this is an oppressive and sexist regime, and we’re at the forefront of it all”.

Bill knew his friend’s words were true. He thought about a way out for Rich, or at least a way to avoid the worst of her treatment, “Could you go to HR? Are these situations not what HR is for?”

“HR? Are you dumb?! You did meet Pete when I did, right? The guy she seemed to always want nestled against her flabby cunt! He’s our HR representative! Do you know what that means for us?! If I spoke to him, I’d probably ended up smaller than he was, I’d be a mite in her pubes!” Rich screamed before falling to his knees in a panicked fit. He held himself there for a moment as he tried to regain his composure with slow, deep breaths.

Bill didn’t mind that Rich had flipped his lid, the poor guy was going through a lot right now. “Well man, I hope things turn around for us. I’m going to look out for you however I can” Bill promised to the broken man, his words carrying little weight.

Rich looked at the bed beneath him, never turning to look his friend in the eye as he spoke, “Thank you, Bill. To be honest though, I don’t know what good it will do. I have to be up in the morning for a yoga session with her… Alone…”

As the night moved on, seamlessly fading into the morning, the impending doom of Rich and Val’s yoga session approached. Not wanting to be at all late and expecting his journey to the hot yoga room to take much longer than your average person, Rich set off way in advance and arrived ten minutes early. Val was nowhere to be seen.

Twenty minutes passed and Rich began to wonder if, by some stroke of luck, Val had forgotten or changed her mind about the session. It was too soon to tell though, he wasn’t surprised that she’d make him wait. Suddenly, her monstrous form appeared in the hallway. Despite having met Val a handful of times, Rich couldn’t believe how much of the hallway she actually took up.

“Hey cutie! Are you ready to get our sweat on?” Val asked gleefully as she approached the door and entered, allowing Rich to pass her as she held the door open. Rich shuddered as he registered her words, why did it have to be the hot variant of yoga? Why couldn’t it have been table tennis or something?

As Rich walked into the room, Val shut the door behind him and turned the lock. His heart sank, why did she have to lock the door? The harsh clicking sound of the lock replayed in his mind as he began to panic, believing it didn’t forecast good things for him. He watched as she moved her elephantine body across the room, moving towards the windows. “Hey Val?” he called up to her.

Approaching the window and beginning to close the blinds, Val replied, “Yes, dear?

He stuttered now, horrified that she had opted to close the blinds also, “Do… Do we really need to l-lock the door?” He feigned confidence as he spoke, moving into the centre of the room where Val would place her mat.

“Of course, Richy!” the huge woman replied, heading towards the final and most important blinds to close - the ones at the hallway window. She peered through a gap in the blinds as she closed them, “We don’t want to be disturbed, do we?”

With her mat under her arm, she headed finally towards where Rich was standing and placed it down beside him. “I’m not going to let someone come in here and distract us from the matter at hand!” Val explained, causing Rich to really begin sweating in the increasingly hot room. As she stepped onto the mat, she gestured for Rich to step onto it also between her monstrously thick legs, “I don’t have a mat for your size yet so you’re going to have to share mine, I know you’ll not mind, we had such a good time last time”.

The room really began to heat up as they started their session. Val pulled her phone out and put an instructional video on. Her mammoth breasts, barely contained by her giant sports bra and vest, threatened to burst out and crush him as she bent over to place her phone down on the floor. Rich ducked down just to be safe, hoping to be low enough.

She moved back up into a fully upright position with no mishaps or accidents and Rich breathed a heavy sigh of relief in response. He listened to the woman on the video as she declared the first pose, “Take a deep breath in as you move into warrior pose to begin, ensuring to extend your arms, spread your legs and bring your core as low as you can”.

Rich spread his legs into a wide stance, copying the video on the screen and Val did the same. Feeling an especially dank drop of sweat splash down directly onto his head, Rich looked up to see Val in the warrior pose from an ungodly angle. Her legs shook as she struggled to hold her heavy body in position for the required time, droplets of sweat racing down her skin. He spotted the source of the droplets as another came crashing down onto him, bringing him to the floor - the deep ravine in her leggings, caused by her ravenous pussy.

Rich moved over to the side in an attempt to escape the vile rain, filtered by her sweaty lips. He tried his best to focus as Val’s sweat splashed down all around the mat, beginning to pool in the centre. “And now we’re going to move into downwards dog”, the woman on the video said, in her serene tone.

Rich, learning from his experience, waited this time and allowed Val to make her way into the pose first. He watched as she leaned her fat body forward and pressed her palms into the mat, her flabby breasts coming crashing down and slamming into Rich beneath her. “Ooops, sorry!” Val apologised as she felt her breasts strike her tiny workout partner.

He rubbed his head, pained, as he lay in a pool of Val’s sweat. He simply couldn’t catch a break. Even if he tried to keep an eye on her she always still managed to crush, soak or violate his tiny form in some way. As Rich climbed to his feet to also move into the pose, the video moved onto the next one, “Bring your body back up into a standing position, ready for the prayer squat”.

“Urgh, I hate this one!” Val exclaimed as she began to lower her body towards Rich, seemingly paying no mind to where he was situated. He moved into the squat position also, bringing his body lower than he had ever managed as her camel toe hung ominously above, threatening to engulf him as it had done the last time they did yoga.

Deciding he was better off well in front of the massive woman, Rich made haste towards the front of the mat before she “accidentally” came crashing down on him. As he came into view beyond her layers of fat and breasts, Val lunged her hands out from their clasped together position. Before Rich could even react he was wisped off the mat, knocking the wind out of his lungs.

“Ah ah! No need to play hard to get, I thought I was clear enough last time”, Val said to the dazed man now in her grasp, her words patient but firm. Rich trembled in fear as the woman’s advances became far more direct than they had previously been.

“I… I thought I was just helping with your workout routine” Rich whimpered, struggling to keep his tears in. His head sank towards his chest, his line of sight away from Val, as he always seemed to do when scared.

“Oh honey but you are! Only this time, it’s a different type of workout”, Val replied simply to the shuddering man. As she spoke, she aimed his head down towards the crease between her thighs and teased her vaginal lips through the fabric. With her spare hand, she tugged her yoga shorts down her legs, slowing revealing her obese, cellulite-ridden ass. It violently shook as she fought to release it.

Rich got a glimpse of just how hairy she was down there, her unkempt bush pushing past the borders of her panties. She did the same as she’d done to her shorts for her panties, peeling them off her moist pussy and digging the fabric in the rear out from impossibly deep between her colossal cheeks. Her long curly hairs sprung out as she pulled them down her tree trunk legs.

Val’s enormous cunt oozed her feminine juices in anticipation, she had been waiting for this. She couldn’t have felt more ready to take this step with him, even if he wasn’t as big a fan of the idea.

Knowing his time was limited, Rich clutched at straws for any way out, “Please! Don’t do this! I’ll do anything!”

Val dragged him up to her face as if he were a doll to her and threatened, “Don’t make me consolidate you further - how does three inches sound, hmm?” She widened her eyes, waiting for him to inevitably accept her will, like a scorned teacher.

“No please! I just want to go home, I don’t want any of this”, Rich begged further. Both options were a nightmare to him and he didn’t want to agree to either. He squirmed in her tight grip, unable to move or even feel his legs as she tightened it further for security. She couldn’t help but laugh at how naive he was, even now, as he continued to beg and escape.

“Where would you go if you got out from my hand, Richy?” Val asked him, causing him to halt his flailing for a moment, leaving only his panicked breathing and sniffling. She continued, “Look down, even at your size this isn’t a fall you want to take, you’d more than likely break both legs. How would you run from me?”

Rich looked down at the dizzying drop below him, she wasn’t wrong. Even so, he did not want to be used as her masturbation toy if he could help it. She’d probably shrink him further anyway, he figured. She was trying to masturbate with a human being for Christ’s sake! This was his one and only chance to convince her.

Her workout buddy continued to squirm and protest, causing Val to sigh heavily and roll her eyes as she grew increasingly impatient. She explained, “Do you know what I’d do to you at three inches, Rich? I’m happy with you like this, I don’t know about you. However, if you were three inches tall…” She bit her lip as she thought about what she’d do with him at that size.

Rich watched as the giantess pondered his potential fate, he realised he was accidentally encouraging her to think of a fate worse than his current one and she was seemingly getting turned on at whatever she was thinking about. Val looked between her legs at her wet vagina and then down to her panties half crumpled under one of her feet. She reached down to her panties, fumbling with them for a second before raising them up by the gusset.

Val moved Rich uncomfortably close to the damp, grooly fabric as she enlightened him to her idea, “I could sew you, here, into the gusset of my panties - I bet that would give them some luck! My pussy could use something to chew on all day…” She laughed, “You and Petey would have a lot to talk about!”

“Okay, fine! Just please don’t shrink me further and keep me there, I beg of you! You can use me now...” Rich pleaded with the huge woman, he sobbed as he was forced into accepting his oncoming violation.

She smiled at him, “Oh thank you, Richy! I feel kinda bad though, you never did have a choice”. And with that, before he could plead further, she squatted down and parted her knees slightly to spread her fat, pudgy lips. Rich could see the strings of her juices spreading across her folds as her hungry, dripping flower unfurled.

As she began to work the small man between her folds and rub him against her ever-moistening lips, she spoke aloud to him, “Now be a good little assistant…” Val panted heavily as she worked him deeper, causing her body to heat up in lustful pleasure. “And help me with my morning workout...”, she concluded to the shrunken man, too busy coughing up her salty juices as she sloshed him around and worked him deeper.

Val became increasingly wetter, her juices covering her huge bush and dripping down onto the mat below, mixing in with her sweat. She soon began to furiously pump his stiff body in and out of her massive pussy. He had no choice but to be stiff if he didn’t want to break anything as she slammed him into her cunt repeatedly.

As she sent him as deep as she could, holding only onto the edge of his feet as if they were the base of a dildo, her grunts and pants developed into passionate moans. Her muscles contracted as she approached climax. Rich screamed out in agony as her kegel muscles threatened to crush him inside of her each time he was sent into the tightening cavern.

Feeling herself about to orgasm, Val allowed herself to drop back onto the mat with her ass, bringing her feet forward for support. She continued to thrash his tiny body into her sopping pussy as her orgasm came and pinched him down from all sides, to the point that he thought he might pop. Val screamed out in ecstasy as she rode out her electrifying orgasm, her tensed cunt squirting her juices around Rich and across the mat as she held him still fully inside of her.

Her body tingling with euphoria, Val continued to piston him in and out her, forcing more of her juices to come out of her and soak the surrounding area; her pubic hairs covered and already matting in some places. With things calming down, Val’s breathing returned to a relaxed pace and her pumping slowed to a stop.

Finally she released Rich still inside of her and leaned back onto her hands in an attempt to relax and recover from her intense exercise. She paid no mind to the battered, shrunken man inside of her, still praying to get out as soon as he could.

Rich waited for Val to pull him out once more, but her aid never came. He lay there suspended, holding his breath, surrounded by her vaginal walls and covered in her juices. As he realised she was done finally and had left him in, he squirmed desperately in an attempt to worm his way out from her vagina’s grip.

He made quick progress out, her vagina expelled him out with the rest of her fluids, still sopping from her orgasm. He slid out from between her lips in a wash of ejaculate and sweat, landing in a huge pool between her legs. As Rich climbed to his feet, Val lazily flopped her hand between her legs and felt around for him.

He flailed and attempted to sprint away, his attempts foiled as he struggled to his feet on the soaked mat and fell to the floor with a splash. Lying there, Rich could only watch as her huge fingers curled around him and carried his violated, dripping body up to her face.

She beamed at him, clearly extremely pleased with his job as her dildo. “You did amazing, thank you so much, Richy!” Val said as she praised him, planting a huge kiss on the man as he still choked on and spat out her cum.

He couldn’t help but feel the almost maternal warmth of her affection. He was battered and bruised, he feared her to no end, but God did he so desperately need any positive affirmation right now. Val clutched him tightly in an embracing hug, his beat up body being smushed against her flabby breasts. After such a horrifying experience, even still with his captor, he relished in her affectionate praise. Rich ached all over and her soft flesh was comforting and her thunderous heartbeat soothed him, as if he were just a babe.