Life is too short. We have so limited
a time to experience as much as we
can before its all over. Why was
this on the mind of eighteen year
old, Mark? Given the situation he
was in it was all he could think about. What had he done to
deserve this? Hed always been a
good brother and son. His grades
at school could have been better,
but so could a lot of other kids. He
sat on the massive bed, near the not as big, but still huge pillows, as
the fleeting thoughts coursed
through his mind. At three inches in
size everything was way above
normal proportion to him. He didnt know exactly where he
was other than a bedroom, but he
at least knew it was in a hotel of
some sort because he had been able
to sneak a few peeks when he was
being transported here. Now, all he was doing was waiting for his
captor to get done with whatever
she was doing in the bathroom. She
was probably taking a shower.
There was a small cloud of subtle
steam coming from under the door. She hadnt talked to him once since
she had found and taken him, so he
had no idea of her intentions. He
had no idea who she was either,
which meant he could be in any kind
of situation. He assumed the worst. Last time someone had taken him
nothing good had come from it. He hoped his family wouldnt miss
him too much, especially his younger
sister. She would be so worried and
insisting on an endless search for
him until hes found. He wasnt
giving up, however. You couldnt when you were one of the
unfortunate people who were
thrown into this weird adventure.
At least thats what he had learned
over his time in this lovely role. He
was contemplating this when the bathroom door opened. Heavy
steam poured out and seconds later
the giant woman who had captured
him stepped out wearing a hotel
robe. She looked to be younger
than his mom but not very young. She was probably somewhere in her
late twenties or early thirties. Mmm, that was great, she said as
she stretched her arms above her
head and then let them fall back to
her sides. But not as good as
whats about to happen next.
Right, little guy? She walked to the bed. Her blonde hair was damp and
curly from her shower and her face
slightly red. Im glad you didnt try
to run off. She went over to the
lamp and dimmed it down to a low
glow. I had been hoping to find one of you guys, the Lamentables as
the news stations are calling you.
She sat down on the bed inches,
for her, from Mark. He had just
gotten up, but he was back down
again, rolling and stopping just before he reached the white fabric
of the robe. My name is Kate. And
its been a dream, a fantasy, of mine
to have this. To have a person like
you, specifically your size, in my
possession. It all seems too good to be true. She seemed to be lost as
she closed her eyes and smiled
widely. She eventually got back up,
faced Mark, and moved her hands
to the rope of the robe around her
waist. I was thinking about you the whole time I was in there and I need
it, now. What is it you, um, need. Mark
stuttered out as he slowly dragged
his tiny, naked form away from the
massive woman. He knew what she
was bringing this to, but he didnt
want to acknowledge it. Aw. Youre shy. Kate said as she
began to untie her robe. As it
started to part, Mark could tell it
was all she had on. Or are you
scared of this giant woman. Either
way is fine with me. I dont think this is a good idea. I
mean, what if you accidentally hurt
me or worse? She smiled as the robe fell from her
slim body and onto the floor
revealing her tight, feminine body to
the adolescent boy. I thought
about that, too. Mmm, even now I
get more turned on thinking about that. To consider you a person, who
has been brought down to a size of
a mere toy, will now be used as an
object for my satisfaction. She
dragged a couple finger tips up the
side of her abdomen and stopped at her chest from which hung, even to
the giantess looking down on him,
two large breasts, where her nipples
had been engorged with blood
causing them to poke out and
harden. It excited me even more to think that you could get hurt from
what Im going to do to you. She put her hands on her hips and
brought her right foot up and
placed it centimeters from a fear-
frozen Mark. However, I do want
to do this more than once, so
maybe Ill take it easy. Im not promising anything, though. Despite the shower, and perhaps
due to his small size, he could still
discern the smell of foot from the
massive mandible. His captor slowly
flexed and un-flexed her toes as she
smiled and watched Mark, once again, back away from her. Youre
scared of my body arent you? Look
at how much that arouses me. He
looked up and saw her shaven,
blood-engorged genitals, glistening
with moisture. Im eighteen. I have family looking
for me. You cant- He was shoved
backwards by the same foot on the
bed and then covered from the
neck down by its largest toe. The air
was forced from his lungs. He put his hands on its ridged, firm under-
surface in a futile attempt to push
the massive thing off himself. It
smelled more like foot now from
being this close. It was pushed into
his face for a few seconds, cutting off his breathing until a few
seconds passed and it was
removed. I know youre young. Your family
isnt here. And I definitely can do
whatever I want with you, which I
intend to do. Kate increased the pressure of her
foot on him causing him to cough
and wheeze for air. So, shall we get started.
Author's Chapter Notes:
please comment. This is the first Kate story i wrote and am worried that you will hate it.