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.

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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.