“Jesus Christ…” Nate said, slamming the receiver of the phone back down and burying his head in his hands. “Three goddamn days here and we’re going to spend it all trapped in this goddamn cabin!”

Leah sat beside her husband on the bed and began to gently massage his back. She remained silent, unsure of what to say that might make the poor man feel any better about the blizzard that had piled a veritable mountain of snow against the only door in or out of the romantic wintery chalet or any of the other million things that had put their marriage in such a terrible place. This weekend was supposed to be their chance to relight that fire that had brought them together all those years ago. They were going to ski the Swiss Alps, they were going to drink wine at the best wineries on the face of the earth and tonight… tonight they were supposed to have dinner at Cheval Noir. But now a six foot wall of powdery snow had them locked inside. 

“I’m… I’m so fucking sorry.” Nate sighed. This was their last chance. He could feel the love between them dying and he had no idea about how to stop that from happening. Once again, Leah began to rub his back, giving him a quick kiss on the shoulder as she got up off the bed and walked towards the wine fridge. If they were going to be wallowing in pity all damn night, they might as well be drunk for it. The buxom redhead pulled open the door to find a small horde of bottles provided by the resort. At least they were in Switzerland and had spent a small fortune on this place, so even the complimentary wine was expensive. 

“Jesus, Chateau Le Putain? This shits like six hundred dollars a bot-” Leah paused as she noticed something odd. Upon taking a deeper look into the fridge,  she reached back behind the remaining bottles and withdrew a pair of small glass vials. “Woah, what do we have here?”

Nate perked up from his self pity as Leah examined her findings. He rose from the bed and crossed the cozy cabin, trying to get a look at the pair of strange bottles. “What’d you find?”

“I don’t know. Looks like something from Game of Dragons, like those little bottles of secret poison everyone’s always carrying around.” Nate gave her quizzical look, but fought the urge to roll his eyes as he began to inspect the two small draughts. His eyes quickly bulged, nearly falling from his sockets as he realized what he was looking at. 

“Holy fucking shit… do you know what this is?” Nate asked feverishly.

“Poison? Kiss of Death? Essense of dragon balls?” Leah replied sarcastically, biting her lip playfully as she plunged a corkscrew into the bottle of wine in her hands. Nate shook his head, staring down at the bottles in his own hands as if he were holding the holy grail. 

“No… this is a single dose of Restrin.” Nate said, almost as if he didn't actually believe it himself. 

“That shrinking stuff? Seriously? Isn’t it, like,  crazy expensive?” Leah asked. One of her college roommates divorced her husband because he blew their entire savings on the stuff because he was addicted to shrinking himself down for some stripper. 

“Yeah, like thirty two grand a dose.”

“Jesus Christ, you’ve got sixty thousand dollars in your hand right now?” She asked, looking at the two bottles in her husband’s possession. But he shook his head no.

“No, it's just one dose. The other bottle is the antidote.” Nate said, cradling his new treasure to his chest as Leah dashed forward, taking a long slug from her bottle of wine. She pushed Nate back against the countertop and excitedly looked him in the eye. 

“Let’s use it…”

“Sweetheart, I don’t know about this.” Nate said nervously, looking up from his vantage point on the bedside table. Across the room, Leah was crouched down by the fireplace, staring into the crackling fire. Nate couldn’t help but ogle his wife’s enormous rear as her silk pajamas clung provocatively to her cheeks. She stood up, spinning on her heels as she began to confidently stalk towards the table where her husband was now standing, tiny and helpless. 

“Well, I’d say it's a little late to be feeling that way now.” Leah said playfully, eyeing the antidote vial that now hung precariously from her necklace. Nate took a deep breath, and drank in the visage of his now gargantuan wife. This new perspective, while admittedly terrifying, was magnificent. The love of his life, standing taller than a dozen skyscrapers, it was an awe-inspiring thing to behold. Every lock of hair that fell perfectly around her shoulders, every gentle curve of the body that he held every night, every little imperfection that told a story about the woman that he loved, they were all magnified a hundred fold. 

“I’m going to eat you up.” Leah said, leaning forward to bring her pursed lips to her shrunken husband. As she spoke, her wine tainted breath washed over the trepidatious man. Her sinister smile sent a shiver down his spine as the giantess’ immense tongue slithered out of her mouth and dragged up the length of his tiny body. The slimy organ lifted Nate clear off the table, dropping him onto his butt with a thick layer of saliva coating his nude body. “Mmmmmmm, tasty.” Nate tried to collect himself, but Leah was already moving in for round two. 

“JESUS CHRIST!” Nate screeched, wiping the saliva from his eyes just in time to find Leah hovering over him with her mouth open. The giant redhead scooped her miniature husband into her mouth and stood up to her full height, gently sucking on him like a piece of candy. Collapsing onto her bed, Leah cozied up into a nest of large fluffy pillows and a down comforter. She raised her phone into the air, switching it into selfie mode so she could watch as she allowed Nate’s head to come poking out from between her lips. She smiled cutely, zooming in on his face as he desperately tried to catch his breath. Without warning, Leah sucked her husband back inside her mouth. 

“Mmmmmmmmhmmmmm.” The soft moan echoed through Nate’s ears as it roared up from Leah’s throat. The gargantuan tongue continued to push him around the dark, sloshing him about in a sea of saliva. 

Leah’s hand began to venture down towards her breast, gently massaging it through the thin fabric of her nightie. She couldn’t be sure that she fully understood the depths of her feelings, but it was undeniable that something had been lit inside her. Just seeing Nate like that, so tiny, so vulnerable, so precious… It was empowering. Leah began to strip out of her top, discarding it and her bra to the floor before she stuck out her tongue and let Nate catch his breath again. 

Nate gasped, crawling onto all fours as he tried to find something to hold onto on his wife’s enormous tongue. Nothing in his life this far had been so physically exhausting as what he went through inside Leah’s mouth and he had a sinking feeling in his stomach that this was just the start of it. 

“Ahhhhhhh.” Nate tumbled off of Leah’s tongue with a waterfall go drool that landed him on her sternum. Nate laid flat on his back in the valley between his wife’s breasts. “Mmmmm, you’re absolutely delicious.” Nate slowly climbed to his knees, running his hands through his hair to wring out the saliva.

“Delicious enough to get spit onto your tits?” Nate said sarcastically. Leah smirked down at his response. It was one of the things that she admired so much about Nate. Obviously she would never hurt him and he wasn’t in any sort of actual danger, but watching him stare up to her definitely made her feel some sort of way. 

“Oh, don’t you worry one bit. I’ll swallow you whole once I’ve had my fun.” Leah began pressing her breasts together. Nate watched the walls close in upon him, just slowly enough that he got a good long look at his wife’s smiling face before he was buried in a wall of soft, supple flesh. It was a smile that he hadn’t seen in some time. “Buh bye!” 

Leah watched her big sized husband disappear between her tits as she began to playfully rub the massive mounds together. A loud playful giggle escaped from her lips as she felt the frantic squirming. 

“Ooooh, someone’s feeling feisty.” Leah said quietly, jiggling her cleavage for a few moments. She imagined that he must be freaking out right now, all squished between her juggs. Despite whatever sort of brave face he wanted to muster, she knew her itty bitty husband must be shaking in his birthday suit. However, what she didn’t realize was that, for Nate, this experience was the epitome of bliss. After even only a few moments of being assaulted on all sides by the soft supple flesh of his wife’s body, Nate could no longer feel where his skin ended and hers began. For the first time in years, for one fleeting moment, Nate felt as though he and Leah were one soul. Even through the sickly sweet odor of wine scented saliva, Nate was singularly focused on the unmistakable smell of Leah’s skin. He was intoxicated by it, overwhelmed by an intense pleasure that quickly brought the shrunken man to orgasm. 

“That was fun, wasn’t it?” Leah cooed as she finally released her grip on her tits. She watched Nate lie between her boobs, his own chest heaving as he desperately tried to return oxygen to his system, and she decided he had earned a short reprieve. Suddenly, she noticed something strange. Nate watched as the giantess’ gargantuan finger came down, gently stroking his crotch before raising back up to her face. “Oh? What do we have here? It looks like someone’s being a little bit selfish. 

“I… I’m sorry…. Sweetheart.” Nate gasped, his legs still tingling as his head reeled. 

“No, no, no. I’m not looking for sorry.” She said playfully. The giantess’ hands wandered down towards her hips where the front of her pajama bottoms were lifted. Nate craned his neck to stare along the horizon of Leah’s stomach, into the dark recess of her pants. He turned back to meet with his giant wife's gaze, finding her piercing green eyes staring back at him with the exact same look she gave him the first night they were together. The giantess gave him a sly smile and nodded her head, immediately filling the tiny man’s bones with lightning. Nate clambered to his feet and began sprinting down Leah’s stomach. 

“Run little man, run!” Leah cooed, letting out a slight giggle as the little speck sized man ran across her tummy, barrelling towards her crotch. The vibrations from her laughter caused Nate to lose his footing and go tumbling down into her navel. The miniscule spouse landed awkwardly on his butt, with his arms and legs hanging outside of the giantess’ belly button.

“Whoops! Watch your step!” She taunted with another giggle, using her finger to cover her navel and completely disappear Nate from view once more. 

“Very funny!” Nate shouted, throwing his arms and legs up valiantly but pointlessly as Leah’s immense finger came down to seal him away. However, the giantess did not let up her assault, instead leaving him to sit in her navel while she said something that was too muffled for him to understand, though he had no doubt she was simply using this opportunity to tease him some more. Not that he minded of course. He thought back to when they were first dating. Back then, he could admittedly be an asshole, but what guy in their early twenties wasn’t? Part of what first drew him to Leah was the fact that she was never afraid to give it back to him. She was never afraid to push his buttons when she had the upper hand. 

Finally, the massive woman removed her finger, adjusting her hand to use her fingernail to gently scoop the tiny man from her belly button and bring him back up to her face. She grinned at him with that same goofy grin that gave him butterflies in his stomach as she raised an eyebrow at him, almost expectantly. “Well? Nothing to say? No quick, witty remarks to share?” She pressed. It became clear to Nate that she had no clue that he hadn’t heard a single word she had said. Still though, he didn’t want to let her down. Not while the game was just picking up. 

“Sorry, I was just a little distracted. You should clean out your belly button more.” He replied playfully, knowing he would get a rise out of the massive beauty. And a rise he received, though perhaps he overestimated his own position in this whole scenario.

“Oh really, is that so? Well maybe I don’t need to, now that I’ve got a personal little lint scrubber of my very own.” She said through a menacing grin. “Or maybe your time would be better served in my ass. You look just about the right size for the job.” Nate chuckled nervously. He loved his wife’s butt. However, was he ready to experience it like this? And better yet, was Leah going to give him a choice?

“Uhhhh… Erhm. I mean…” Nate stammered, struggling to find the right thing to say. But Leah just chuckled and rolled her eyes. 

“Relax little man. I’m not going to put you up my butt just yet. You’ve got… other engagements.” Leah mused, bringing her miniscule husband up to her lips so she could plant an enormous kiss on his entire body. When the kiss was done, Nate found himself staring deep into his wife’s enormous doe eyes. They shared a moment of silence together before they both began to break out into a fit of giggles. 

“So, not in your butt then?” Nate asked sheepishly. Leah shrugged her shoulders and lowered her hand down to the waistband of her pajamas. 

“I said not yet…” She replied devilishly, before she submerged Nate into the darkness, plunging her fingers and her husband deep into the folds of her labia. “Oh Jesus Christ!”

The very second that Nate came in contact with his wife’s gargantuan sex, the tiny man whipped into a frenzy unlike anything either of them had ever seen before. Arms, legs, lips, tongue and torso, every centimeter of Nate’s now lilliputian body was now fully dedicated to servicing his new goddess. The overwhelming smell and irresistible taste of his wife’s eager sex placed the tiny man into a state of being completely beyond the control of his conscious mind. Nate continued to navigate every square inch of this palace, only pushing his torso away when his body screamed so loudly for oxygen that he began to grow lightheaded. 

For her part in all this, Leah responded exactly how Nate would’ve hoped as she plunged his body into the tight recess of her eager loins. Once she felt her husband begin to squirm around her lips, Leah couldn’t contain her excitement. Playful, contented giggles were quickly replaced by low sighs and uncontrollable moans. From the moment she had decided to do this with Nate, there was a lingering concern in the back of her mind that it might be difficult for him to breathe if she were to push him fully inside of her body. However, once she felt him being his endeavors, she couldn't help but pull her underwear a bit tighter, forcing Nate’s tiny body deeper within her folds. As pleasurable sensations continued to mount, the horny redhead returned a hand to her underwear, not to retrieve Nate’s body before he drowned in an ocean of her love, but rather to assist him in bursting the dam. 

“OH FUCK!” Lean moaned loudly, massaging her clit vigorously with two fingers as she gently began to push Nate deeper inside of her vagina. The intensity of his movements became no less frantic as she pressed upon his back, sending him farther inside of her body. Leah quickly took over the operation, dexterously fingering herself and instead treating Nate like more of a push-in vibrator. At this point she could only pray that he had enough strength left in him to help her cross the finish line, because they were now past the point of no return.

Down in the inferno of his wife’s snatch, Nate was feverishly fighting back against the powerful constricting muscles that seemed to be pulling him deeper and deeper inside. Though her natural sexual secretions had rendered the area remarkably slick and disorienting, Nate surrendered to his baser instincts, choosing to forgo his conscious efforts and simply react as his body deemed necessary. Thankfully, he was able to periodically eek out enough space to take a long, deep breath, filling his lungs with the potent scent of his wife’s love. 

Suddenly, the walls around Nate’s body began shifting around much more violently. The unpredictable movements of the vaginal walls signaled the imminent arrival of the evening's feature event. Nate had no time to react as Leah’s body began to writhe in exuberance as overwhelming pleasure racked her body. A veritable ocean of sweet sticky love began to flood the confines of Nate’s holding cell and the tiny man, drunk off of the taste of his wife, blacked out with a smile on his face

The following morning, Leah stood by the window of their mountaintop chalet, sipping on a mug of warm but not overly hot cup of coffee. Outside she could see a team of brightly dressed laborers furiously trying to carve their way through a sea of snow towards their front door. It seemed that the evening’s blizzard let up sooner than expected and now the resort staff were desperately trying to reach the patrons who had become snowed in already. “Shame.” She thought to herself. Being snowed-in all weekend was no longer as awful a proposition as it had seemed last night. But alas, Leah simply shook her head and returned to the kitchen, taking a seat on one of the stools by the bartop. The redheaded giantess peeked down into her coffee cup, giving a warm smile to her still shrunken husband who was enjoying a nice warm coffee jacuzzi this morning. 

“Looks like they’re coming up to dig us out. But it looks like it’ll still be a couple hours yet.” Leah said, smirking as she raised the mug to her lips and delicately tilted its contents towards her mouth, enjoying the sight of her husband trying to make sure he did not find himself becoming a part of her breakfast. 

“I’ll give the manager a call later this morning, see if I can talk my way into an extra night or two since they cost us our dinner plans.” Nate replied, letting out a satisfied sigh as the pool of hot coffee flooded back around him. 

“Don’t be too hard on him, I had quite a bit of fun last night.” Leah said with a knowing smile. She gingerly reached into the mug and lifted Nate’s tiny body out into the open. She gave him a wry smile as she dangled his body over her lips. Her tongue darted out towards his feet, gently flicking against his soles. “That being said, I certainly wouldn’t mind having you all to myself for a few extra days.”

Nate grinned excitedly as his lower body was dipped past Leah’s lips, feeling her tongue explore him as she removed any lingering traces of coffee from every crevice on his body. Perhaps he ought to write the resort a thank you note. Despite everything, this trip ended up being exactly what his marriage needed and he could never put a price on that. 

“Baby, I’m all yours. Always.” He replied. Leah raised an eyebrow and smirked at him.

“I’m so glad to hear you say that… because I’m pretty sure we made some plans last night that I’d very much like to make time for…” Leah leaned to the side, pulling her robe askew to reveal her large, round backside, still wearing the same panties from the previous evening. She carefully slid one finger along the edge of her silken underwear, pulling it away from her booty before lowering Nate around to give him a teasing look at her crack. “Tell you what, I’ll take you out once they’ve cleared out the front door so I can take you down to talk to the manager in person.” 

Nate stared at his wife’s immense bum for a moment, his dick already twitching in anticipation. “And how long did you think it would be before they got up here?” He asked nervously. Leah shrugged her shoulders as she began to orient Nate’s miniscule body along the backside of her panties, ensuring he would be firmly secured in her crack once she released her delicate grip on the elastic. 

“No more than a couple hours… four tops.” She said with a slight giggle before releasing her grip and pulling her panties, and her husband, firmly into her bum.