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And then she found herself here, in
Katelyn’s house, transported in a
small box Katelyn kept in her purse
for the specific purpose of storing
tiny people she’d captured. Jenna
had been kidnapped along with five others, all of whom were so tiny
that a normal average ant would
seem like a medium sized dog to
them. Jenna had begged and
pleaded with Katelyn– a woman she
didn’t even know –to let her go, to return her to normal size, but
Katelyn hadn’t listened. That’s when
the real nightmare had started. Katelyn had set up a tripod in the
living room. She had changed
clothes and put on sexy sheer black
lingerie. She then proceeded to film
herself playing and tormenting her
captives. She started with the guys. Jenna and the other two women
were held prisoner and waited inside
the small box, which sat on
Katelyn’s coffee table, a box no
bigger than a jewelry case for a ring.
The lid was off the box and the women could see everything that
was going on. At first Jenna didn’t
understand what the hell was
happening. She and the other two
women stood transfixed as Katelyn
spoke to the tiny bug-men, working them up into some kind of sexual
fervor. The men had yelled to be
released and returned to normal
size, but Jenna was surprised to see
that after only twenty minutes or so
the ant-men were practically bowing to Katelyn in worship. She promised
them her body to explore, smooth
skin to walk on, curves to
investigate, the hills of her breasts
to climb, and her soft glossy lips to
kiss. The first teeny man to kneel on the
coffee table and bow before Katelyn
was given his wish–he wanted to
climb her enormous breasts. Katelyn
had obliged him, plucking the tiny
man from the table and carefully placing him on the skin of her left
breast. Then man crawled like an
insect, just a speck on her massive
body, toward her cleavage. She
watched him crawl and then laughed
when he fell down in to the dark crevice between her breasts. She
could
feel him there, tiny arms and legs
squirming. Then she placed her
hands on either side of her bosom
and smashed her breasts together. The man in her cleavage was
crushed immediately; his crumpled
body fell down into the depths of
her lingerie. The remaining two men met their
own fates soon after. Katelyn
picked them up from the coffee
table and placed them on the carpet
below. Jenna and the two women
couldn’t see what was happening but it wasn’t hard to imagine.
Katelyn was telling the men to
worship her feet. She told them she
had cleaned and moisturized them
just for their sake and there was no
greater honor than to be crushed beneath her soles. Then there came
to thumps, and the men were gone. A giant head had then floated over
the box holding Jenna, Myra, and
Kim. Katelyn’s long dark hair hung
down toward them in dense silky
strands. Her eyes were piercing,
staring right down at the women. “I’m going to get a wet rag and
clean up a few little splotches I just
made,” she said. “And then I’m
coming back and it’s your turn. I just
love you little bugs and I’ve got
something special planned for you three. How would you like to take a
little trip deep inside me? I’ll put you
all on the tip of my finger, right
here,” Katelyn showed the women
the tip of the middle finger of her
right hand. “And then I’ll rub you all around my pussy and get you nice
and wet before pushing you deep
inside me.” Katelyn seemed to
shake. “Oh, it gives me shivers to
think of you way in there, trapped in
my hot tight tunnel while I get off.” Sit tight, I’ll be right back.”
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