Ellie looked down at him in her palm like he was a piece of candy she had been thinking about all day. 

There was a hunger in her gaze that Lloyd couldn’t help but almost shiver under, Claire’s mother massive in front of him as he was only the size of a small doll in her hand. Really, she only seemed to regard him as a doll. Even as she lifted him up toward her face again, dangling him between her fingers as she looked him over with something close to amusement. The whole experience left him exhausted and almost too overwhelmed to do more than stare back into her giant, gorgeous face. 

“...This thing really does kind of look like him,” she muttered, running her thumb over his naked body in curiosity as that lust darkened her gaze again, “That’ll help in the long run…” 

Lloyd watched as she shifted, pulling the tight shirt open somewhat as his gaze dropped downward. Ellie shoved him under her shirt, warm and soft skin enveloping him as she shoved him into the cleavage of her breasts. A bit of darkness fell over Lloyd as her hand pulled away, leaving him pinned between the two massive globes of flesh. He was pressed up to his shoulders between her tits, their weight and the bra holding them kept him from being able to move much. Still, the smell of sweat and the dampness that clung to both Ellie’s and Lloyd’s skin reminded him of what she had just returned from doing. 

As if following that line of thought, Lloyd’s world started to move. It was almost chaotic for a few moments, Ellie’s voice vibrating lightly against him through her chest as she spoke to herself about taking a shower. Yet, each step she took made her chest subtly bounce and sway. At a normal height, it may not have been too noticeable as Ellie moved at a normal pace toward the master bedroom upstairs. To Lloyd at his current size, however, he could almost feel the impact of every step and movement. Her breasts bumped and rubbed against him as she walked, the slight bouncing of her steps pushing him inch by inch further into her cleavage. He couldn’t help but notice the way the soft flesh of her tits rubbed against his whole body, almost torturous as he wasn’t able to move as his cock was softly brushed over and over. 

Ellie quickly took the short set of stairs up to the second story, Lloyd almost losing himself as her tits bounced and rolled him down further into the hot space that was her cleavage. By the time she reached the top of the stairs, he was almost stuffed completely between her breasts. All he could see was the fabric of her shirt in front of him and the huge, plush hills of her tits. Ellie was all he could smell, too, sweat and the remains of body wash mixing together with every quick breath he took. 

“I don’t know where Claire found this toy, but I can already tell it’ll be a new experience,” Ellie muttered to herself, Lloyd pressed close enough to hear her clearly despite her lowered voice, “I can’t even begin to justify the amount of money I’ve spent on shit that just doesn’t do anything for me. I hope this won’t just be another fancy dildo…” 

A part of him didn’t know what to do with the fact, but Ellie talking about him like he was just an object that she was going to use made him sweat and want to squirm. His head filled with the thoughts of what she might have planned for him, how massive her ass had been when she had him pinned under it only made him wonder what it’d look like with him between her thighs. Rendered useless as Ellie shoved him into her aching pussy to satisfy her urges, sitting gigantic above him as she moaned in pleasure, Lloyd only able to see her stomach and the tits that he was currently shoved between. 

He was brought back to the moment as she pulled her shirt off over her head, Lloyd finally allowed to see where he was as Ellie stepped into her bedroom. She turned toward a mirror, pausing in front of it as she looked over her reflection for a few moments. Lloyd could see how her tits strained against her bra, her massive torso in comparison to his current size. Speaking of, he could see himself peeking out of her cleavage. Which Ellie noticed too, a small chuckle escaping her as Lloyd felt her rub a finger against the back of his head. 

She hummed a small sound, her hands moving down to cup her tits through her bra. 

“You’re so tiny…” she mused, Lloyd feeling her hands pushing her tits closer together, squeezing him further into her cleavage. “You want to get buried in these tits? Just squeeze them together and you could disappear right down between them. Keep you in there while I jog–heh, I think I’m starting to like this tiny guy thing.”

Lloyd couldn’t say or do anything as she pressed her breasts together, slowly at first as the flesh rolled over him, cupping up over his shoulders and pressing against his face. Then, she released them somewhat, letting him take a breath in before she let out a small moan and pressed them together again, almost completely smothering him in the flesh as she played with herself somewhat. He could feel her tits rubbing against him, hot and solid, yet soft and smooth at the same time. Again and again, hearing her fast heartbeat in his ears as she squeezed him again before releasing her breasts with a small bounce. 

He couldn’t really help himself, Lloyd’s cock throbbing and fully erect again as she pressed her tits together again. As Ellie’s tits started to smother him again, pressing against his head again, his cock gave a final throb before he came again with a muffled cry against the massive flesh around him. His cum coated his chest and the flesh of her tits, Ellie releasing her breasts again with another short chuckle as Lloyd allowed his orgasm to wash over him somewhat. 

With a small hum, Ellie pulled him from her cleavage as he barely had the energy to move again. 

“Damn, again?” she asked him rhetorically, “This thing has to run out eventually, right?” 

Yes. Yes, he definitely would. He was already overwhelmed and overstimulated, yet one look at her massive, half-naked body and his protests died down pretty quick. Which was what had him not fighting back much as Ellie brought him up to her face again, feeling her tongue slip under him before she pulled him into her mouth. Up to his neck, at least. Lloyd was pinned between her lips as her tongue ran over him again, sucking and licking at his body again as he tried not to squirm at the assault of sensations that hit him. Ellie only did so for a few moments, but for Lloyd it felt like hours as he could feel himself getting worked up again. 

Yet, she pulled him out of her mouth before he could cum again, the air cold on his skin as he was coated in her spit. 

“God, I missed that taste…” she commented to herself. 

Ellie placed Lloyd down at the edge of her bed, the softness of her comforter giving him a bit of relief as he still couldn’t bring his limbs to move again just yet. 

He watched as she rose up to her full height again, reaching behind herself to unclasp her bra. Lloyd could only watch as she bore her chest to him. Claire’s mother had always been…well endowed, yet at his shrunken size he knew he was dwarfed by only one of her breasts. Ellie sighed lightly, rolling her shoulders somewhat before she glanced down at herself. Lloyd watched as she dragged a finger between her breasts where some of his remaining cum still was, sticking her finger in her mouth before she turned. 

Ellie bent over, pulling down her shorts and panties as Lloyd finally got a view of her naked body. Never once did he think he’d be seeing her like this, yet with Ellie towering over him, her already glistening pussy big enough to easily engulf him and the memory of how helpless he was under her ass before was almost overwhelming. Yet, his eyes trailed down further as Ellie bent down to remove the last of her clothing, her ass cheeks parting somewhat to reveal a sort of black object inside her anus. A butt-plug, he realized. 

Raising back up, Ellie let out another hum as she reached behind her, shifting somewhat as she removed the toy from herself with a small, pleased moan. 

“Fuck, that feels amazing while on a run…” she muttered with a light chuckle, turning somewhat so she was fully facing Lloyd. 

He watched as she looked down at him, the toy still in her hand. Her gaze flickered over him, then to the toy, before she couldn’t help but bite down on her lip to hold back the grin that threatened to cross her face. Ellie bent down somewhat, placing the toy beside Lloyd on the bed. Though, he really didn’t have much time to process that, nor how the toy itself wasn’t all that bigger than he was. Ellie scooped him up again, but didn’t bring him up to her face or chest again like he was expecting. 

Instead, she lowered him to press against one of her ass cheeks. Lloyd was pressed hard against the wall of flesh, realizing how little her shorts hid from when she had sat on him a couple minutes earlier. He did struggle a little lightly at how hard she pressed him against her ass, before letting out another chuckle. 

“Oh, I wonder how little Lloyd-y would feel inside my ass while I went for a run…” she mused, dragging Lloyd’s body across the flesh of her cheek. “Pressed between, or inside…?”

Ellie inserted Lloyd between her ass cheeks, the flesh pressing in around him as the smell of her sweat and ass was overpowering for a few moments. Yet, he felt himself rubbed up against a somewhat rough surface, his hard cock slipping easily into the opening. While he wasn’t big enough to stretch it any, it did create enough friction as Ellie repeatedly pushed him against her asshole. The sensation was enough to build up another orgasm, Lloyd letting out another strained, oversensitive yell as he came. He wondered if the watch was letting him cum so much, though it certainly didn’t make the sensitivity any less a problem. With a few more pumps of Ellie pushing her fingertips against his back, she finally pulled him out of her ass cheeks with a light chuckle. 

“I can worry about that tomorrow,” she commented to herself, Lloyd resting limply in her hand as she brought him back around to her front again. Ellie grinned at him, excitement reflecting her gaze as she brought him back up to her face. “Right now, I need a shower…and to not be interrupted by my daughter. Though…I guess I better get rid of this, I don't want anything to get scratched up in there…” 

Grabbing his arm between two fingers, Ellie managed to remove his watch with relative ease. Lloyd could feel some anxiety sink into him when he realized that he may never find that again, especially as she dropped it down on the bed next to the butt-plug. Yet, he was currently powerless to really do anything as she turned to take him into the bathroom. 

Lloyd sat on the shower rack next to a loofa as Ellie went about turning the shower on. 

It was a sight to behold, really. The rack had him at calf height, giving him a very generous view of her massive thighs, her torso and breasts as Ellie started to wet herself under the water. She would turn slightly every now and then, letting him see her ass before she’d turn again and the view of her head was obscured by her pussy and tits. In the back of his mind, he knew this was a dangerous place to be in. He wasn’t sure how indestructible he was–she had sat on him, so there may have been some added strength to him from the watch. With it off, now, he wasn’t sure. A fall from the place he was sitting to the shower floor could kill him. Yet, he couldn’t really dwell on that as he found himself continually overwhelmed by the sight of the goddess that was Ellie before him. 

All the little, rambling posts about fantasies and art did not do the real thing justice. The helplessness at his size was something that he found only added to the experience. To be used. To be nothing more than a toy–and he knew that she just thought that he was a toy that happened to look a lot like him. 

He didn’t really care. Lloyd watched as Ellie rubbed soap around her body–down her arms, across her chest, under her tits, leaving lathered soap across her skin as she dropped the loofa down to wash at her legs and thighs. Lloyd watched as she placed the wet cloth down beside him again, wrapping her fingers around him as she pulled him from where she had placed him. The water made it a little harder to grasp onto her skin, but thankfully Ellie seemed to have a good grip on him. She sighed as she pressed Lloyd against her stomach, the water soaking him as the smell of body wash assaulted his nose and mouth as he got some of the water from her body in his mouth when he gasped to take in some more air. 

Ellie dragged Lloyd up, his body slick with water and soap as he was brought back up to her face. 

“I think I built myself up too much…” she muttered, that hunger and lust in her gaze leaving Lloyd just as speechless as he had been the whole time. “I…” she trailed off with a soft huff, “Why do I like the idea of using Lloyd as a dildo so much?” 

With her explicit intention said outright like that, Lloyd couldn’t help the flush of heat that washed over him. He could feel his heart racing in his chest, cock erect again as Ellie let out a small noise from the back of her throat, shaking her head. 

“Fuck it, I can’t play around anymore. I need this so bad…” she muttered, Lloyd barely having time to register the words before he was lowered down her body. 

Ellie shifted back against the shower wall, spreading her legs as Lloyd was lowered down between them. He watched as she reached down, parting her pussy with two of her fingers. He was brought up toward the fleshy opening, Ellie shifting a little more so she opened up a little more as he was finally pressed against her folds. She pushed him inside, Lloyd's vision going dark as he was pushed into her pussy as he heard Ellie moan lightly above him. Her walls fluttered lightly around his head and shoulders, Ellie pulling him out somewhat before pushing him in deeper, before pulling back out to push him in again. She repeated the motion a few times, her pussy taking him in more and more as she did so. Eventually, his body was surrounded by her slick walls with just his legs still sticking out of the opening that Ellie was using to thrust him in and out of her. 

“Oh, fuck…” Ellie moaned, head back against the wall of the shower as she pushed his body into her at a faster rate, rocking her hips into her motions as more moans escaped her. 

Inside, Lloyd was in heavy. The smell of her sex was completely around him, velvety walls hugging against him as he was dragged back and forth along them as he could hear Ellie’s muffled moans. He tried his best to let her do what she wanted, to let himself be used as a toy. Nothing more than something she could fuck herself with. Yet, he could feel the way her pussy fluttered at points, the slick that surrounded him coming at him more and more as her moans and curses became more frequent. 

Feeling a little more energetic, Lloyd eventually started to move, using his arms to push against her walls when she’d push him back into her. At the movement, Ellie stilled for a moment with a gasp and sharp moan, pushing him deeper into her as she brought a hand down to rub circles against her clit. 

“There’s an on switch!?” she asked out loud with a breathless huff, “Oh, god. Yes. Fuck, that feels…fuck, that feels amazing.” 

Lloyd moved his arms and tried to twist his body in time with Ellie’s movements, hearing her cry out all the more when he hit a certain spot. It was a little rougher, a different texture than the rest of her pussy, but Ellie kept pushing him up against it. He rubbed himself against the spot, much to Ellie’s pleasure as she kept thrusting him into her as she focused on the building warmth low in her gut. Lloyd could feel his arms starting to grow tired at being pulled and pushed as her pussy gripped at him when she would pull him back, and pushing his arms back out when Ellie would shove him back inside. 

Thankfully, it didn’t take too long until Ellie’s movements became more insistent, rubbing him back and forth hard against a particular part of her pussy as Lloyd continued to move himself. With a cry, Ellie’s pussy tightened around him, the muscles gripping at the majority of his body as a rush of fluid washed over him as she came. He lay inside her as he could feel her walls clench and flutter around him, not even hearing the new voice from the other room as Ellie rested against the back of the shower with him still inside her. 

A few minutes earlier, Claire finally pulled a specific box from her closet that held the clothes she was looking for. That took way longer than she had been expecting, letting out an exasperated ‘finally’ as she dug around a little in a box to find a usable outfit for Lloyd. She really hadn’t meant to leave him sitting out on the kitchen table for such a long time, but she didn’t know that her childhood stuff would be buried under so many other boxes. With a relieved sigh, she rose back up to her feet as she put the box back into the closet. 

Claire took a small detour to the downstairs bathroom, making a point to wash her face and freshen up a little for whatever was coming. She knew Lloyd had this whole giantess fetish for a long while, and she wanted to make sure it was pleasurable as possible for him. 

With an outfit from one of her Ken dolls, Claire wandered back out toward the kitchen with an amused chuckle. 

“Sorry, little guy,” she said, approaching the table, “I had no idea that all my stuff was buried so deep in that closet, but…uh…” 

Lloyd was gone. Claire paused, looking down at the space she had left him standing on. She reached out to pull her mother’s water bottle aside in case he went exploring on the table a bit, but she found no sign of him. 

“Lloyd?” she called out, stepping back to look around on the floor for a few moments, “Where the hell’d he…?”

She paused when she heard a sound from upstairs, Claire’s brow furrowing as she looked toward the stairs. Has her mom come back? She didn’t even hear her. If she found Lloyd, she figured she would have tried to look for her since it was such an odd sight. Still, Claire carefully headed upstairs, looking around the landing. Her mother’s door was ajar, the bathroom door closed. 

“Mom?” Claire called out, walking toward the bedroom. “You home?”

Claire noted that she could hear the shower in the bathroom, figuring her mother was taking a quick shower. She probably hadn’t found Lloyd, then. A part of her knew that it was likely he was still downstairs, but she really wanted to make sure he didn’t somehow make it upstairs while she was digging around in her closet. Watching where she stepped and her eyes scanning over the tops of her mother’s dresser, Claire took in the sight of her mother’s discarded clothing on the floor, and the–ugh–the toy on her bed, and…

Lloyd’s little watch. Claire had nearly missed it, but she recognized the display, even at its tiny size. If that was in her mother’s room, then…

“Oh…Oh, God.”