The evening drew steadily in, with no light source of her own Sam nibbled quietly on the cold pizza bits given to her by her owners in the dark, she joked to herself she deserved to be locked in a cage for liking pineapple on a pizza, there wasn't exactly anyone to laugh with her at her terrible joke.

Her teacher's words from earlier echoed in her head 'Pets aren't allowed at the dinner table' it had upset her more than she was expecting, she felt at least they could've let her stay and maybe talk a bit more, she just felt incredibly lonely with no one to chat too, even if the giants didn't really seem to speak to her properly, at most it felt like they where talking to a small child or animal, it occasionally would feel almost normal but it fluctuated without pattern or reason.

She wondered if it was because if they accepted she was an actual real person owning her would suddenly feel discomforting to them, so intentional barriers where being placed ahead of her.

The cottage's air was chilly, the old building struggled to keep its heat so she was currently shivering badly under a small dish cloth rag and a few other assortments of tissues and old fabric pieces her owners had added to give some form of comfort whilst she had been in the back seat of the car, being tiny meant it was difficult to retain body heat she'd quickly realised.

In the distance, in what may as well be cities away she heard her owners laugh and talk echoing like thunder, she had looked over the edge and saw them bathed in firelight huddled together under a thick blanket on the sofa, she didn't recognise the film they watched but she suspected it didn't matter even to them, the point was they had each other for company.

She didn't know exactly how she'd fill this void in this life of hers now, maybe she'd simply break and go insane, she still struggled with how she viewed the pair of them, her attraction had distracted her briefly from the harsher realities of being a pet, but there was no sugar coating they where owners, she just wished she could do something more than sit in this plastic prison when they'd had enough of her, at least a cat could wander around the house.

"I left the chocolate in the kitchen, could you fetch it dear?" Clara said innocently, not wanting to leave the warmth of the fire, "You're lucky I love you." Henry sighed in defeat, gently pulling himself out of the thick blanket.

Sam heard the giant approach, Henry wasn't too interested in her so she just sat huddled in her usual corner shivering in the cold.

"You alright?" Sam jolted up, looking up at Henry who seemed concerned "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you." he said softly.

"You didn't, I'm just... really cold and... alone." Sam shivered, Henry gently unlocked her cage and offered his hand "Do you want to come sit by the fire with us then? I don't want to see you suffer like this." I quickly nodded up to him, I draped a crude blanket made of broken tissue around me for warmth as I stepped onto the giant's hand, the hand was distinctly larger than Clara's with slightly chipped nails then the teacher's pristine blue painted ones, Henry brought me up to his face and gently blew warm breath across my form, the distinct smell of cheese and tomato lingered slightly but Sam could hardly complain given the warmth it brought her.

"I should've checked sooner I'm sorry, this is all brand new to me owning a... shrinkee. I promise I'll get you something more suitable to keep you warm overnight." Henry promised "Thank you, being a pet is new to me too." she said jokingly, a twinge of guilt appeared on his large face, he really was a kind soul she could tell "I'm sorry if I was.. too rough the other day, maybe we should've eased into that stuff slower but we both just got caught in the moment." Sam looked into his eyes, it had been eating him up inside she could tell.

"I don't know what to think anymore, I'll be honest I've never felt so scared in all my life and yet... a part of me... liked it? I feel like a freak." Sam didn't know why she was being so candid here, perhaps it was because Henry still somewhat talked to her like she wasn't a doll.

Clara's voice rang out from the other room "Hurry up! your missing the best part!" Henry looked down at her tiny delicate form, "For what it's worth, I don't think you are, I don't think there's any shame in enjoying it, but we can have a proper talk about this later if you want, I know this has been tough on you but from the way Clara has talked to me she knows you are strong and I feel we can make this work for all three of us." he smiled, and with that she was carried into the adjoining room, Henry walked slower not wanting to spook her.

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Clara was briefly surprised to see her husband carrying more than just chocolate from his quest to the kitchen but someone equally as sweet.

"You know, its not often a wife is happy to see her husband cradling a sexy younger woman!" She chuckled, Henry just laughed and Sweetie clearly wanted to die of embarrassment. "Oh I'm just teasing little one, you and my husband can do whatever you desire, its all fine with me." the teacher grinned as she was passed the wrapped up chocolate, her husband could keep a hold of the little one for awhile.

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As the the two giants snuggled back together Sam found herself placed between Henry's dressing gown and the large blanket, this was actually quite nice she thought, the body heat, the fireplace crackled nicely if not the biggest fire she'd ever seen, the flames spitting around the metal guard like the gates of hell looked spectacular, she felt cared for.

She didn't focus on the large television, it kinda hurt her small eyes after awhile to stare at it given she could make out the individual dots that made up a digital screen, it was some older action movie she hadn't seen before but she suspected the gigantic couple where still not taking much stock in it either, the small sounds of smooching rang above her as the two quietly kissed, even she had to admit they where cute together.

Sam tried not to stare, it felt like it was her small way of giving privacy but she didn't think they cared too much what their 'pet' thought of their antics, she was glad that Henry seemed actually sympathetic to her at least but knew nothing would break the bond with his wife, it gave her some small hope she could improve her own conditions living with them in the long run.

Clara was annoyingly right she had already conceded early on, there wasn't any escape from this, the world was no longer made for her and even if she had someone looking over her who didn't see a pet she'd still need to adapt either way, it was sink or swim and she was an excellent swimmer.

She yelped as the fabric around her suddenly jostled, as her teacher began taking it to the next level with her husband, pulling him closer to her.

Sam cried as she slipped under the fabric, her tissue covers easily falling off her body, she could hear Henry chuckle above her clearly noticing her fall, she landed at the top of his striped pyjama bottoms, the blanket lifted above her to see the two giants peering down at her.

"I told you this little one was trying to get into your pants, well let me help you dear~" Clara lifted the fabric unveiling the musky cave.

Henry just rolled his eyes "Don't be mean, she was genuinely freezing in that cage."

"But honey, it is lovely, and warm down there." Clara playfully pouted, Sam watched his expression turn to a smirk as he looked down at me with warm eyes. 

"Your choice Sweetie."

Sam could only stare ahead of her, blinking, the warmth could be felt from here with a light sweaty musk scent, despite being the queen of her school her one place without much experience was intimacy, it was her one crucial weakness and despite the crash course she'd been given the past two days she felt nervous.

But a part of her wanted this, she wanted to be a big girl, she wanted to take charge even if it was only in her own small way.

First it was one hand, then another as gradually moved forward in a crawl, it was just her and the cave now, anything outside of that focus fell by the wayside, she didn't even realise she was crawling, she moved forward on instinct now, her hand gently brushed against the soft bristles that where the giant pubes, the heat and smells became more intense as the darkness encroached her small body in its warm loving embrace, her eyes slowly adjusted to the dark.

Whap! she yelled in surprise at the loud noise as the light went off around her, she felt a huge heavy fabric press her against the field below her, she turned back to see nothing, maybe the occasional stray point of light shone through her new ceiling pressing her down, it was a bit more of a struggle but she kept moving forward, she wondered if this was what boot camp training felt like as she dragged herself forward.

Most cadets where probably not 3 inches tall she thought dryly.

She could hear the ruffling of fabric, like harsh waves hitting the shore it reminded her of daytrips to Blackpool beach, the couple laughed and joked above her, she wondered if it was about her or they'd simply moved on the conversation with her trapped down here, the ceiling now felt heavier with the blanket now placed on top, the light speckles of light had been now entirely blocked out, sound and touch now came to the forefront of her focus, the warm skin and hair below her, the sound of blood pumping through the huge body below, she couldn't quite tell its direction, but she could take a guess it was pumping right ahead of her.

At least it was warm above all else, the dark and cold cage just depressed her and made her feel empty inside, yes she was by all means still alone here in the pants of a giant man's crotch, it still felt like there was at least something?

Her hand reached a roadblock in the darkness, one she was anticipating, the giant redwood sized mast of meat lay ahead of her, she couldn't help but shiver feeling it, her first time with the giants had been extreme and terrifying, her short life had flashed before her eyes attached to this.

She slowly got onto her knees, she wouldn't have been able to push the dense heavy layers of fabric off her, but the cock could, giving her space to stand up as she gently pressed her body against it and hugging it like an old friend, she let out a quiet sad whimper, it was the closet she'd gotten to a hug since she shrank she realised.

Sam thought back to a few weeks prior, she had gotten into an argument with her parents the night before her shrinking, they'd been on edge and her mum had come to her room to talk, she said she just wanted to hug me goodnight but I was stupid, I said no, instead I just cried into my pillow at the unfairness of it all.

She'd have done anything to rewind time and have that last hug with her family, she had taken so much for her granted in her life and here is what her life had become, she tightened her grip around the column and bawled. Sam wished she could stop crying, but here it honestly did help to let it all out, bottling it here was just not feasible.

A muffled groan echoed from above, she'd almost forgotten she was hugging a giant dick, realising she had hugged it like it was a person for just a moment to escape her reality, now she had a job to do, Sam found herself excited, she'd show the giants she could have an impact, that she wasn't a useless doll. 

Sam remembered Mrs. Morgan's loud reaction when she humped her nipple earlier, the weird sense of pride instilled in her gave her a sense of power she hadn't felt in a long time.

In her moment of aggrandising, she again lost focus of the world around her, the cave around her shook as a huge feminine hand joined her in her cave, grabbing her roughly against the huge member as she let out a cry of panic.

"Wait no! stop!" Sam wailed, her voice had no hope of reaching anyone.

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Henry moaned as his wife's hand drifted down his knob, gently jerking him along with the shrinkee.

"Th-thanks, she wasn't really doing much for me." he sighed, his wife just smiled seductively, her gaze simply returned to the TV as the two enjoyed their fun like a private joke.

"She's still new to all of this, but well, something that small can't truly please a big on its own, they make great aids but you'll always need a real woman to give a helping hand~" she whispered into her husband's ear.

"Be gentle with her, the poor girl has been through a lot." Henry looked strained, but was comforted as his wife gave him a warm nod in agreement.

Clara could feel the squirming shrinkee in her palm, dragging her across the mast with ease, a fine line between not hurting her and still getting her husband off was tricky but possible, she couldn't tell if the girl was struggling to escape or was just trying to help by wiggling, it didn't matter either way.

Henry had tried to continue watching the TV like her but failed miserably, no matter grinned Clara.

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Sam gagged and coughed as she finally took air into her lungs, the palm had a firm grip on her form, she felt dizzy from the constant momentum up and down like a drop tower at an amusement park, her small hands gently tried to find purchase to push with limited success, the veiny surface and smooth palm would not yield, the palm would occasionally squeeze, making her struggle to breath, she didn't know if the giantess realised what she was going through but doubted she cared - in her eyes she'd been ok so far, she was going to continue trying my limits.

Unlike her first encounter with the giant's member this time was considerably more dry, her body felt rubbed raw as she was dragged along its surface, occasionally her hand would press against a prominent vein before losing it again, her experience was just sound, smell and texture, perhaps she was spared from the sight, it kept her world smaller, she just wished she could've been a bit more.. lubed.. for the experience, maybe then she could've found more enjoyment in it.

She just couldn't help it, again she found herself turned on, the pheromones at this size turned her small brain into soup, her small boobs ground into the hot musky flesh making her nipples tingle as they where rubbed roughly into the flesh, Mrs. Morgan's strawberry hand lotion was the only thing stopping the smell from overloading her entirely.

The teen realised time was almost up, the hand was gently speeding up, loud moans echoed like thunder around her as the gods used her for all her worth, she could feel the cock bulge and twist violently, she whimpered, the thing she had hugged earlier in pitiful desperation was now a giant shaking monster.

Suddenly the hand's grip loosed from the rod, the tiny still adhered to the palm was confused, her small body shook across the surface as she was rolled towards the waiting fingers, pinched between two she was brought higher up, confused why she wasn't being taken out of the fabric if they had finished.

Then it clicked in her small mushed brain, she shrieked out, hitting the fingers around her with no impact as she was brought to the huge quivering tip.

She was getting lubed after all.

Her small body was rubbed against the large bulbus head, she cried her hands pressed on the red hot surface, her body's sweat made it easier for the teacher to roll her around it, she could feel the buildup tremble, Sam simply closed her eyes and hoped she'd be ok.

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Henry let out a relieved sigh, spurting across the thrashing tiny girl, he never doubted his wife when she said a shrinkee would be excellent little helpers in the bedroom and appreciated Sweetie's willingness to join in, he didn't imagine it was easy for her.

"Enjoy yourself hun?" Clara asked innocently, leaning her head against his neck acting like nothing had happened, a small smile on her face as she popped the last piece of chocolate into her mouth.

Clara's hand still firmly held the tiny between her fingers, her movements having died down a little, the poor thing was no doubt exhausted, but never the less now was her time.

Her hand slowly removed itself from under the now sticky and wet pyjama bottoms of her husband, the tiny was limp against her thumb, bringing Sweetie up to her face she could see the tiny panting gently to herself, thick strands of cum covered her entire body, she'd put her through the wringer she smirked.

Now for the treat.

The teacher stared down at the tiny teen, licking her lips, she was the cat and Sweetie her little mouse, the shrinkee began to struggle and squeak in fear as she brought her towards her open mouth, not giving her any time she shoved her small body right in, her mouth shutting forcibly with a small clack of teeth, her eyes shifted seductively to her husband who was clearly turned on by her 'evil giant' play.

Sweetie didn't realise Clara was simply messing with her however.

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Sam pounded her hands on the tip, trying to push away the huge fingers simply kept rubbing her over its surface, please god not this she thought.

She could feel the cock twitch, the sound of rushing liquid came to a boil and erupted over her small form, she panicked as the fingers simply rubbed her in it, giving her body an even coating, her hands flung to her face to get the viscous fluid off her face so she wouldn't suffocate.

Her body lay limped over the the top of the tip, fingers still gripping her waist, the salty taste lingered in her mouth as she tried hacking and coughing it up to little success, she tried closing her eyes and counting from 1 to 4 in her head to help get her breathing back under control, Sam couldn't help but let out an involuntary laugh at the absurdity of it all, a huge hand holding her to the tip of a giant cock the size of a Total Wipeout big red ball.

This was just her life now, soaked in a blanket of spunk clinging to her tiny body.

She wondered if her parents knew this is what would happen to their daughter, they truly couldn't say they didn't know what pet shrinkees where commonly used for by their 'loving owners' after all.

Mrs. Morgan's hand gently began dragging her away from the deflating mast, her job completed for the evening she mused bitterly.

Light filled her eyes, the warm glow of the fireplace made her blink rapidly not realising how far she'd adapted to the cave, she found herself pressed flat against her owner's thumb, the finger pressing her down gently gyrated smushing her boobs into the textured thumb, she tried mumbling in protest but it came out as more of a moan.

She didn't pay attention to her owner, she looked away dazed but her eyes opened in alarm seeing Clara lick her lips, the giant eyes focused on her.

She wouldn't, the look of hunger terrified the tiny teen, everyone had seen those videos of people being swallowed, the drying cum held her in place as tears welled in her eyes as the giantess' mouth opened quickly, unlike the minty toothpaste of last time she could smell the overpowering aroma of chocolate.

"P-please Mrs. Morgan don't do this! I can do better I'm so sorry! don't kill me!!" Sam pleaded on deaf ears, the fingers then suddenly began heading for the open mouth, she thrashed and screamed to no avail, she had no power in this world no matter how many times her brain tried to fool her. She was nothing her brain told her.

The finger pressed her straight into the tongue's bumpy surface, it was horrifying just how easy it was for giants to handler her in times like this, scrambling across the shifting squishy floor the mouth suddenly closed with a loud ringing clack, the tongue beneath her shook her around violently, disorientated in the pitch black darkness she couldn't tell where she was, her eyes struggled to adjust, she fell over into a larger glob of saliva as the huge muscle suckled and licked her clean of her spunk covering, her brain was running on instinct, trying to avoid the teeth she knew could chew her into nothing without hesitation, she felt herself fall backwards, she saw it, the hanging uvula was right in front of her face, the dark tunnel below her let out a squelching sound at her presence, the giant's heartbeat echoed in her small head like a drum, the dripping liquid and melted chocolate made it so loud she couldn't hear herself think.

Light shone into mouth suddenly as she felt something grab one of her legs, she was dangled upside down in front of a familiar smiling face.

"All clean!" the older woman sighed, Sam just felt tired, her body still wet from the saliva dripping off her naked form "Sweetie was a rather apt name for you wasn't it?" moved Sam out of her dazed state, what did she mean.. name?

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Clara gently placed the worn out pet down her top, she knew the horny teen would probably like being closer to them she thought, she's more than earned them tonight, she's come along so much in such a short span of time - all the blogs said it could takes ages for tinies to come around to their owners like Sweetie had, but her husband's quiet chat with her had worried her slightly, with the pet expressing she felt lonely in her case.

She wasn't quite sure how to deal with that but that'd be a long-term problem, for now the three of them could relax and snuggle together by the warm fire and some trashy Netflix show a bit longer, she wished the holiday didn't have to end so soon but then she thought of Sweetie, it'll always be a holiday for her and no doubt once she's truly settled they'd be having far more fun together.

Still, there was tomorrow to enjoy she smiled.