Part 2
Jessica stared thoughtfully at the dozen or so slaves cowering in the corners of their tiny cage. Some averted their eyes or covered their heads. Others kneeled, begging and pleading to be let go. Some merely lay crying in a fetal position as she made her choice; a small breasted red head with pale skin and freckles. The unlucky girl looked frantically to her fellow inmates for help, desperate for any way to avert her horrible fate, but any affinity the others might have had for her was immediately outweighed in their relief in not being chosen.
“No! Not me! Take one of the others, Please!! Anyone but m--” her high pitched pleading was immediately silenced by the massive fist that closed around her form and lifted her out of the cage. “C'mon now, you've been here for over a week.” the giantess teased, “that's more than enough time to learn that begging never works on me. Still, since you seem to be in a forgetful mood, I'm more than happy to remove the temptation.” Jessica concentrated for a moment, before opening her hand to reveal the trembling form on her palm, now tightly bound from head to toe in a seamless latex catsuit. The poor girl's arms were held straight to her sides, parallel to her legs which had been pinned together. To finish the ensemble, the slave was now sightless beneath a stifling rubber hood which encompassed her entire head, leaving only access to her mouth. An extra large dildo gag had been installed in her oral cavity and proceeded several inches down her throat stifling any more attempt at verbal communication.
The giantess laughed at the futile struggling of the newly immobilized doll as she rolled around in her hand, desperately trying to slip free of the magical restraints. “You should really try to relax you know, we've barely even begun. You should save some of that energy for the next few hours, or possibly days.” The one way conversation continued for a minute or two, with the giantess continuing to tease the immobilized girl while absentmindedly playing with the tiny bulge in her panties (now thoroughly saturated in her own lubricant) until the doorbell rang from downstairs.
“Uh-oh guys, it looks like we have guests. I guess I'd better get dressed.” Jessica tossed the girl onto her bed, before slipping on a black tank-top and some painfully tight skinny jeans. She'd purchased them a week before, not because they were comfortable or even very nice looking, but because they made life in her crotch even more unbearable. With a quick pull of the zipper, the unfortunate slave within found his prison even smaller. The unforgiving denim mashed his tiny body into the engorged privates of the giant cheerleader. His head and the majority of his upper torso were entirely engulfed by her delighted pussy which began to clench and undulate around him like an awakened beast. More and more of her vaginal juices were pumped into his open mouth and down his throat to his rapidly expanding stomach, now bloated with her arousal fluid. If that wasn't bad enough, what little fresh air that had managed to permeate her cotton panties was completely cut off by the stifling denim further increasing the wretched smell and unending heat.
“Wow! It feels like some lucky little slave just got introduced to mister pussy! I hope you like the taste of fish little guy, cause it's all you'll be getting for the immediate future.” The cheerleader did a quick check in the mirror before heading for the hallway. As she neared the door though, she had another sadistic thought and hesitated. “I almost forgot about my newest little slave. I wouldn't want you to be bored while I greet our guest.” The red headed slave trembled in her bonds. “Here, this should keep you occupied while your mistress is away.” The giantess snapped her fingers and went into the hall with a giggle. The slave meanwhile began to buck and squirm as the massive dildo between her lips suddenly seemed to come alive. The thick, unforgiving member began to pulse and quiver in her mouth before it began magically pumping pearly white semen down her horrified throat. The salty deluge seemed unending, and the agonized slave was forced to continue swallowing her humiliating meal for several minutes while her mistress was away.
When the giant girl returned, she brought a friend with her. Carly was roughly the same age, but slightly taller and with blonde hair. The two girls had been close friends for years, and there were very few secrets between them including Jessica's special abilities and her... unique sexual tastes. For the past year or so, Jessica had even begun sharing the occasional slave with her bff. Initially wary about shrinking and abusing tiny victims, the girl had taken a surprising liking to it and was now “borrowing” two or three slaves a week. The slaves in the cage who'd been around longer immediately cringed and became even more distressed when they saw Carly enter the room. Whereas Jessica was mostly interested in her own pleasure and in humiliating her minions, Carly enjoyed a more direct form of torture. Pure physical pain, often not even sexual in nature, was her preferred way to play. The result was that her toys tended not to last very long. Since she'd begun sharing the slaves, Jessica was forced to increase her outings for potential victims to keep up their supply.
“My god Jess, you should have heard him scream. I thought that hispanic girl a few months ago was the loudest, but this new boy put her to shame. What's more, he's lasted way longer than I expected.” Jessica sat on the bed, nearly crushing her female slave, who was still choking down mouthful after mouthful of warm, salty spunk. “You mean the poor bastard is still alive? I thought you said you ate him this morning.” The blonde smiled a wolfish grin. “I did. He's been in my stomach for over four hours. But that minor stasis spell you cast on him has prevented him from dying, despite the fact that most of his body is soup now. Even though his limbs have probably been melted away, I can still feel him squirming and thrashing. His screams only ended half an hour ago when his voice box must have finally gone out.” Jessica glanced up from playing with the red head who was now vomiting up copious amounts of sperm into her enclosed hood. Eventually the pressure became too great and began to fill the rest of her suit. “I had no idea the stasis spells were that powerful. When do you think he'll actually die?” Carla shrugged “I have no idea, I'm just hoping he lasts at least until my lower intestine. It would be incredible to have my rectum massaged by my own shit. Can you imagine? All that writhing and squirming as you slowly squeeze him out?
Both girls shared a laugh as Jessica finally ceased the magic dildo, leaving her
agonized doll suspended in a water balloon-sized ball of jiz. The thick, creamy substance had permeated every inch of the suit, forcing it's way into each of the slaves orifices and nearly causing her seamless catsuit to burst from the pressure. If not for the magic
spell, the poor girl would have drowned by now.
“Speaking of my ass, I'm going to be needing a new butt-plug. That last one got...
um, lost, if you catch my drift. And my poor little sphincter has been terribly lonely for the past few days.” Jessica smiled. “I told you to be careful! When it comes to your ass, what goes up doesn't always come down. At least not for a while. Fortunately I planned ahead.” The giantess tossed her semen encased toy to the side and walked over to her dresser. She pulled a narrow pink boxfrom her top drawer and handed it to Carly. “Consider it a late birthday present.”