Smelling Salts

You were sat on a small pillow in the living room, reading from the worst book in the history of the world. Your head began to get heavier and heavier as the words on the page began to blur into something that looked like hieroglyphics. The summer air was pleasant and cool, and you could smell freshly cut grass through the window.

“Maybe I could just rest my eyes for a few minutes, Ill come back to studying when I’m a bit refreshed” you think to yourself. You shut your eyes and lay your head down.

BUUUURRRRPPPPPPPP

Suddenly you are surrounded by what feels like a dense fog. The cool summer air, replaced by a hot, heavy, cloud. The fresh cut grass smell, replaced by the stench of what you can only assume is a dead animal covered.

“Jesus Christ, Ashley what the hell did you have for lunch? Your breath smells like a fart that has B.O.” You shout up to your sister while flailing your arms widly to try to clear the air. “Oh really? Like a fart with body odor? Would you like a fart for comparison? Or maybe you want to take a dive in my pits and tell me if you can smell some BO?” Ashley looks down at you, with her curly brown locks falling into her face. She laughs her own absurd proposal, and trys to get the study session back on track. “You need to be studying, because it’ll be a cold day in hell before I drive you to campus because you failed out of the last class you need to graduate.”

“Oh I see, and how is a burp in my face supposed to help me study?” You reply somewhat bluntly. “It’s getting hard to breathe down here, let alone read the world’s most boring book.”

“No one said the book for Intermidiate Thermodynamics was going to be a thrilling read. And think of the burp like smelling salts. I saw you nodding off and though I would help.” Ashley giggled again at her joke.

“Oh smelling salts that’s very clev-” You were cut off by a loud stomping and a voice approaching from another room.

“Did someone say that they needed some smelling salts?” Suddenly from around the corner your younger sister comes bounding into the room wearing what appears to be the outfit she wore to soccer practice. Oddly enough though she’s only wearing one sock. That is not a good sign.

Suddenly she winds up and launches a large black ball from her hand directly towards you. You are frozen in place and can’t make any movements in one direction or another. You brace for impact and shut your eyes, waiting for your fate. Oddly enough you are never hit by the meteor of foot odor that your sister lobbed towards you. When you open your eyes, you see that Ashley caught the sock and swiftly threw it right back at Megan. Miraculously your guardian angel of a sister has rescued you from a smelly punishment doled out by your not so angelic little sister.

“Gross Megan, that isn’t funny you're feet are seriously disgusting. Why are you even still in your practice clothes and why haven't you showered yet?” Ashley takes a small whiff of her fingers after touching Megan’s gross socks and proceeds to wipe them off on the carpet.

“Well I heard you say that Max needed some smelling salts, so I thought I would help out. I’ll just drop him in here for 10 minutes or so and he’ll be wired for a few hours. In fact I would even be willing to let lil’ Maxxy sleep in my socks if he asks me really nicely.” Megan flashes a goofy smile and some large puppy dog eyes.

To an outside observer Megan is a sweet looking, young woman who looks to be as nice as humanly possible. However you knew better than that. Ever since you were shrunken down four years ago, something evil seemed to have surfaced in your “Little” sister. It turns out that she has some sort of fascination surrounding RPs (Reduced Persons), and you were the focal point of her curiosities.

On the other hand Ashley was always nearby to keep you safe (from Megan’s sweaty feet as well as real world dangers). Since the two of you were twins, you had formed a very special bond and spent a good deal of time together, even before you shrank to 3 inches tall. You were a junior in high school when you shrank down and Ashley took it upon herself to make sure you graduated, and even helped you fill out the college application forms that helped you get into the same program that she was in. You didn’t really believe that you had a real future as a chemical engineer, but you figured that since RPs didn't need to pay tuition, you might as well get a degree.

Now you were very happy living with Ashley, going to classes together, and making plans for both of your futures. However you were less than thrilled about the fact that Megan had moved into the apartment with you and Ashley. Now you're constantly looking over your shoulder to make sure a ball of smelly laundry wasn’t going to land on your puny body. Realistically though things like that didn’t happen, at least not anymore. Ever since you and Ashley moved out of your parents house, she has made things very comfortable for you and even laid down the law with Megan about picking on you. Aside from the occasional prank like a burp in the face, you feel like you have a good handle on your life and it doesn’t look like that will change anytime soon.

Date Night

“Well if you losers are just going to sit here and read all night, then I’m going out. I’m going with some friends to see Shrek 5 so don't bother waiting up. Max if you want you can tag along…. Im pretty sure I could sneak you in without paying” Megan dangles her sock playfull in your direction.

“While I’d LOVE to spend two hours trapped in your shoe, I think I'll stay and study with Ashley” you reply with a pretty thick layer of sarcasm.

“Love being trapped in my shoes, you say? Well if you ask me really really nicely maybe I could be persuaded to let you spend the night in Chateau le foot.” Megan giggles and skips back out of the room and heads upstairs to get ready for her night out.

Shuddering at the thought of getting stuck in a sock for the remainder of the night, you silently curse yourself for always insisting on trying to get the last word.

“You know you really ought to be careful what you say to her. I wouldn’t put it past her to actually drop you in that stank coffin.” Ashley reminds you. “Sometimes it’s better to just ignore her and the subject entirely”

“I know, I know. All these years later and I still sometimes think that I’m the tough one in the family. But I’m not worried. she knows the rules. I may not be big anymore but I’m still in charge.” You exclaim confidently, puffing out your chest and shielding your slightly wounded ego.

“Oh you’re in charge are you? That’s interesting. Very, very interesting” By the time Ashley is done with her sentence she is baring her teeth a mere inch away from your tiny form. You look up in amazement and ponder the notion that she could swallow you whole if she felt so inclined. But you were less afraid of being eaten than you were of being burped on again. “WE…. I meant to say the WE are in charge. WE make a pretty good team if I do say so myself.” You look up past her big soft lips directly into her emerald eyes. You feel quite confident with your compromise to discussion about who runs the show in this house. “I suppose I can agree to that. As long as you agree to actually focus on the task at hand and study.”

You and Ashley return your combined attention to the textbook in front of you. You’re sat on your small pillow on the floor, with Ashley lying on her stomach behind you. Above you, you can feel her rhythmic breathing, air passing in and out of her nostrils which to you are the size of a subway tunnel. The events and conversations from earlier today definitely had you thinking more than usual about the size of the world around you. There was a time when you stood at 6’ tall and Ashley, while tall in her own right, had to look up to you. These days you had to be careful not to get trapped beneath one of your beautiful sisters.

“I said are you finished on this page?” Ashley asked a bit louder than necessary. That probably wasn't the first time she had just asked.

“Yeah, yeah im all set” you lied. While you knew that Ashley wouldn't ever punish you, you still didn't want to upset her.

“Okay good. Well if you're alright then I’m going to put you in your room, and go take a shower” Ashley began packing things up and moving you to your room.

“Wait, why don't I just do the quiz with you on your laptop? And how come you need to take a shower? I was just kidding about the BO thing.” You were a bit caught off guard by the proposed deviation from your usual routine. “Well, I’m not going to bother with the quiz. I’m confident I’ll be okay without it. And I’m going to shower because…… well because I’ve got a date tonight.” Ashely said, not making eye contact with you.

This revelation was not something you would’ve expected. Normally this is the sort of thing that you and Ashey would’ve talked about earlier. Not that she needed your permission to go on a date, it was just unusual that she didn’t tell you. Come to think about it, this is the first time you can recall Ashley talking about going on a date.

“Oh a date? I didn’t realize you had met someone. Who’s the lucky lady?” you ask, hoping to get a bit of information.

“Her name is Alexis, and I met her on campus a couple weeks ago. She’s usually in the library during the time that I’m waiting for you to finish up your appointment with Dr. Amata. We started chatting and I finally agreed to go on a date with her.” Ashley definitely seemed to be a bit withholding with the info about this new girl. She finished packing up the study supplies and moved you into your room.

Your room was an incredibly nice collection of containers specifically designed for RPs. Engineered by the minds at ProTech, a company whose claim to fame was a line of commercial and residential products for RPs, your habitat consists of a small chamber that was the size of a medium sized fish tank with a plethora of tubes and additional chambers that ran through the house. You could call a small spherical shuttle through each of the tunnels via a keypad located at each end of that particular tube. This system made it very easy for you to navigate through the house and even gave you some alone time if you were to ever need it. This particular model was insanely expensive for the average user, but your late father was able to get it for you free of charge since he was a sales consultant for the company. Aside from the obvious perks that went along with such a position (i.e. inexpensive or even free ProTech equipment), this job also allowed your father to leave behind a good deal of money for your family, along with a sizeable inheritance that could be accessed on your 25th birthday. With easy access for full size humans to get access to, Ashley could pop the top off of your main chamber and place you gently inside.

“Well, this is a nice surprise. How come you didn’t tell me you had started talking to someone?” you ask, hoping to pry some more info out of your suddenly quiet sister.

“I just didn’t want to bother bringing it up until I knew it was going to become something, ya know? I didn’t want to make a big deal out of something that doesn’t end up panning out.” Ashley is now looking down directly at you. “I’ll only be gone a few hours and Megan should be leaving soon so you’ll have some time to yourself tonight.”

“Sure, sure. I’ve got plenty of food in my fridge and my computer is still hooked up to the main router so I should be fine. I hope you have a good time!” You smile up at your gorgeous sister. You genuinely meant that too. After all she does so much for you that you want her to have all the happiness that she deserves.

You go over to the large desk and monitor in the corner of your room and decided to look up the quiz before you lose any and all motivation to do so. Meanwhile Ashley and Megan prepare to head out for the evening.

Memories "Little Sister"

It’s been about 11 years since the world learned about Jason Gardell Syndrome, better known simply as the “shrinking virus.” Jason Gardell was a man living a normal life in California when he was suddenly discovered by his wife at a mere 20’’ tall. Jason was the first recorded case of the shrinking virus but it was not long after that more and more cases started popping up all over the nation, seemingly at random. You were very familiar with the condition for two main reasons; first your father was a sales rep for the company ProTech. They had made a real name for themselves by paving the way in creating equipment for Rps to make life easier. The second reason you knew all about the shrinking virus was that your little sister Megan would not SHUT UP about it. She was downright obsessed with the idea that people could shrink down to a sized of an inch tall. To most people it seemed like a simple case of a young girl being fascinated by cute little people. But you felt differently about Megan ever since you saw something weird one day.....

*6 years ago*

It was after school when you were wandering around the house bored out of your mind. Both of your parents were at work and Ashley was at Volleyball practice. You were just kind of lounging in your bedroom when you heard a voice coming through the vents. Suddenly you realized that it was Megan and she was talking to someone. You didn’t even realize that she was home, or that she had a friend over.

You walk out into the hall and towards her room to see what was going on.
“It looks like little Jason needs to be taught a lesson” you hear from under the door.
You swing the door open and shout “WHAT'S GOING ON IN HERE?!” You were hoping you could scare the crap out of her.

Megan shoots up and drops whatever she had in her hands at the moment.

Looking down you see a small doll figurine as well as a white ankle sock. Well it looks like it may have been white at one point, but now it is a sickly grey color with bits of black under the toes and heel. Clearly this sock hasn't been washed.

“Get out of my room you jerk” Megan shouts at you, her face turning a bright red.

“What the heck are you even doing you little freak? Did you just call that thing Jason? And why the hell are you wrapping it up in a sock?” You are now laughing at how ridiculous your sister truly is.

“Mind your own business you asshole! And get out of my room!” You can see that she is now getting visibly upset.

“Whatever dork. Have fun stinking up your little toys. Maybe if you didn't do weird shit like this, you would have more friends hahaha!” you laugh at your cruel joke, and at your sister’s painful loneliness.

“You’re such a jerk Max, I hope you get shrunk down one day and then I’ll get the last laugh.” Megan is almost in tears at this point, but it seems like she’s more angry than she is sad.

“Ooooh I’m really scared of Megan’s big ol’ feet. Guess I better be careful!” “If I ever get a hold of you when you shrink, my feet will be the least of your worries!” In the middle of her sentence Megan winds up and throws her sock at your face. It made direct contact with your nose, and while it only hit you for a second, it was easily one of the worst things you had smelled in a long time.

“Maybe a quick dip in the toilet would change your attitude. I might even flush it BEFORE I drop you in if I’m feeling nice” she flips you off as she pushed you out of the doorway and slams it shut.

“Ugh, what a gross creep” you think to yourself as you return to your room to watch some TV.

Rest and Relaxation

“Alright, I’ll see you in a couple hours. Wish me luck!” Ashley shouts as she walks out of the apartment, for her first official date with this Alexis person.

Megan has already left and now you were completely on your own for the rest of the evening. You sit yourself down at your desk and decided to get started with the quiz. After about an hour of half ass quiz taking and a good amount of mindless internet surfing you finally finish the quiz and realize that you've gotten pretty hungry.

You walk over to the tiny refrigerator in the kitchen area of your habitat and pull out one of the many custom prepared meal kits. You get to work preparing the ingredients and begin to make yourself some dinner.

You chuckle at how much you’ve been forced to learn since becoming shrunken. If your ex girlfriend had asked you to cook her a romantic dinner in highschool, you would’ve been resigned to making some pre cooked TV dinner in the microwave.

This is the first time in quite a while you’ve thought about Amanda. You and Amanda had dated for a couple years in highschool right up until you dwindled down in size. For a couple weeks after you were released from the hospital you and Amanda had actually continued talking and it seemed as though maybe she would stay with you. After all there were lots of couples out there comprised of tinies and normals.

One day, out of nowhere, Amanda came over to the house and told you that things just weren't going to work out between the two of you. You remember begging her not to leave you, and the absolute despair that you felt when she got up and walked out of the room and your life. You can also recall just how supportive Ashley was when you were heartbroken and feeling like life would never turn around for you again.

Setting down your plate of food at your desk, your recollection of Ashley’s love and support brought a sudden frown to your face. You hadn’t even considered the possibility of Ashley wanting to date in the years since you shrunk. You wonder if the burden that your condition brought down on Ashley has affected her ability to seek out romantic companionship.
The idea that your selfishness could’ve caused any harm to Ashley is enough to turn your stomach. However you decide that there’s no point in wallowing in self pity, and the only way to make it up to Ashley is to support her moving forward. You decide that if Ashley decides to bring this Alexis girl back to the house, that you will do anything you can to support them.
While pondering how best to show your support to Ashley, you clean your dishes and return to the desk to watch a bit of TV. Thankfully your habitat could support a wireless connection to a variety of devices that would provide a connection to the internet.

After another couple hours you hear the door and a couple of voices speak indistinctly in the living room.

“Hello? Ashley is that you?” You shout into the intercom on the wall. (Yes it is a very well equipped habitat system.)

You hear a series of foot steps and suddenly from around the corner appears a woman whom you’ve never met before.

“You…. you must be the infamous Max.”

You aren’t sure why but her voice sent a chill down your spine.

Introductions Are In Order

“You…. you must be the infamous Max.” the tall brunette said.

You remained silent while examining this stranger from top to bottom. Below her dark hair you see a face with soft features, and beautiful green eyes that look a lot like Ashley’s. Her skin is a tanned shade of white that makes it look like she has spent a considerable time of the summer outside by the pool. The dress that she is wearing is an eye catching combination of black and red with a hemline that comes dangerously close to being too short. The dress accentuates her feminie features more than perfectly. To put it plainly, this woman is downright gorgeous.
“Yes this is my brother Max, who seems to have forgotten how to communicate with human beings in the short time since I left” Ashley says, somewhat annoyed by your rude silence. “Ye-Yes I’m Max. Sorry about that, you caught me a bit off guard.” you stammer trying to follow through on your plan to make a good impression.

“Caught you off guard? We didn’t catch you watching porn did we? Got something to hide in that little mansion of yours?”Alexis quickly steps forward and crouches down to look into the roof of your living space. Meanwhile Ashley gasps and giggles at Alexis’ very forward remark.

It surprised you even more to see this gargantuan woman to move so quickly. You try to step back but you stumble back fall flat on your ass. “Uh oh, it looks like the little guy remembered how to speak but lost control of all his motor functions. Here let’s get you out of here so we can meet properly.”Alexis doesn’t give you a second to respond before sliding off the cover to your habitat and moving her hand towards you.

Her fingers were wrapped around you and about to lift you off the ground before Ashley stepped in once again.

“Actually, we don’t pick Max up without asking first. He’s an adult and he has the same rights that we do.” Ashley says with only the slightest bit of trepidation.

“Oh I’m so sorry. I didn’t even think before getting all excited. I’ve made an ass out of myself.”Alexis looks directly at you and conjures up a remorseful look.

With things happening so quickly, you don't have time to think before deciding to try to remedy the situation to support Ashley’s new friend. “Really it’s fine. You don’t need to worry about it, I’m totally fine.”

Alexis face quickly returns to a bright smile and she squeezes her fingers around you and pulls you up into the air.

“You’re such a little sweetheart being so nice to me. A sweet soul just like your sister” Alexis grins and quickly moves you towards her large red lips and plants a large kiss right on your face.

Enveloped in her enormous lips felt very odd to you. On one hand she was a smokeshow, and having a woman this hot kiss you in any way was sort of arousing. On the other hand you really didn’t like being held so firmly lose to someones mouth.

“You’re so sweet I could just… eat… you… up” Alexis brings you in for another kiss but instead sticks her tongue out ever so slightly and presses your face directly into her slimy organ. Things went from 0-100 very quickly. Out of nowhere you were now struggling to not swallow this woman’s saliva by the bucket. “Jesus Christ is she going to eat me? What the fuck is going on?” you start to panic.

After a couple of seconds you hear Ashley say, ‘Easy now lovebirds, I’m pretty sure this started out as my date.”

“Oh don’t you worry my dear, he gets a kiss but you can have so much more.” Alexis steps towards your gigantic beautiful sister and wraps one hand around the back of her head and locks her lips with Ashley’s.

While you look up and watch the two giantesses kiss, Alexis brings her other hand (with you in it) around to embrace Ashleys back. You are now being pressed into the fabric at Ashleys lower back. Suddenly Alexis’ hand begins to descend and while she quickly cups one of Ashley’s round buttcheeks, you are now being forcefully mashed into your sisters ass.

The two women continue their embrace, while Max is struggling to find breath under his unaware sister’s butt. Since he was not planning on taking a trip to Ashley’s firm canyon, Max didn't take a deep breath before being smushed into the ass. Once he can no longer stand to hold his breath he takes a series of rapid inhales just to fill his lungs with something. And even from the outside of the fabric max can still smell Ashley’s ass sweat along with the unmistakable odor of her arousal.

"This isn't happening" you think to yourself. "I need to get out, before this crazy bitch pushes me into Ashley's asshole!"

Come to think about it, why isn't Ashley putting a stop to this? It doesn't make sense that she would ask her date to ask permission to pick you up, but then lets her use you to wipe the sweat out of her ass without so much as a warning.

"She must not know I'm here. I've got to get her attention" you think to yourself.
In a desperate bid to have your face pulled out of Ashle’s crack you decide to bite down on the cheek in front of you.

“What the hell?” Ashley says as she grabs Alexis’ hand and pulls it away from her firm behind. “Oh my god Max, I’m so sorry” she says, stealing you out of Alexis hand.

“Max, I forgot all about you. I am completely mortified, I just pushed your head into her butt!” Alexis covers her mouth and feigns surprise to the situation she had just created.
You look up into Ashley’s beautiful green eyes and see that she looks incredibly concerned by what had just happened. You see another opportunity to be supportive of your twin sister and assure her that everything is okay.

“Relax ladies, I’m fine. Really I am. I just got a bit disoriented and a little nervous about running out of air. That’s all.” You do your best to assure the girls that it’s water under the bridge. Ideally you’d like to get back your room and just decompress from the most stressful five minutes of recent years.

“Well to be fair if you had run out of air, I’m sure Ashleys could’ve given you some. She’s a very nice girl after all.” Alexis looks at Ashley with a deviant smile.

“OMG, Alexis stop. I’m not going to fart on Max” Ashley exclaims, red in the face and clearly a bit embarrassed by the thought.

“Well I appreciate that Ash. Listen why don’t I go back to my room and you two can finish your date in peace.”You say trying to find a polite way to get away from this mess.
You and Alexis exchange parting pleasantries and Ashley returns you to your habitat with a look that says “I’m sorry, we’ll talk later.”

You jump into one of the mini transport pods and drive towards the bathroom to take a quick shower. You didn’t want to go to bed with the smell of your sister buttsweat in your hair.

Bath Time

You exit the transport pod and step into the bathroom habitat that is mounted to the wall next to the door in the apartment’s bathroom. This habitat includes a combination bathtub/shower, a large sink with a mirror and a medicine cabinet, as well as a nice jacuzzi tub that allows you to relax with a bit of privacy. Additionally the glass panels that make up the sides of this habitat are capable of becoming non-transparent with the flip of a switch located at the entrance to the container. You very much enjoyed the fact that this living system that your father had provided for you, allowing you to feel a bit more like a regular person by providing tiny miniature rooms all through the apartment. Having to eat, sleep and shit all in the same space makes you feel more like a hamster than a person.

You undress and step into you minature shower and take a nice long, hot shower. You were hoping you could wash away the sweat from your hair, and the unpleasant memories of tonight from your mind.

After a good amount of time just soaking up the hot water you hear the main door to the apartment slam shut and a lot of loud footsteps coming through the house. You were hoping that Ashley and Alexis had finally finished their date and that odd woman was finally out of the house.

Moments later, however, the door to the bathroom swings open and you see the silhouette of a woman enter the bathroom through the privacy glass of your enclosure. Stepping out of the shower and wrapping up with a towel, you decide to hit the switch on the privacy glass to see who had come into the bathroom.

After slipping the switch, the glass returned to its fully transparent form you could finally see that it was Megan who had returned from her night out and was getting ready to take a shower of her own.

You were turning away to reactivate the privacy glass when you couldn't help but let your gaze linger for a second longer. You had to admit, despite all the grief she had given you over the years, your younger sister was certainly beautiful.

She had shiny, straight, golden hair that hung down just below her shoulders, when it wasn’t tied up in a ponytail. While quite a petite young woman, you couldn’t help but notice that she had distinct muscle definition in her arms and her legs. Not to mention a toned ass that “drove every guy on campus crazy” as she was so fond of saying.

Suddenly the beautiful blonde giantess spun around and you were face to face (or face to nipple) with two ample, perky breasts. The sight of Megan’t enormous (to you) tits caught you very much by surprise, which is why you didn't even notice that your enormous sister was now looking directly at you.

“What the fuck are you doing in here you little creep?” Megan snapped at you.
You were ripped from your trance by her aggressive tone, and decided that now was a good time to activate the privacy glass and retreat back to your main room. “Oh sorry, I was just showering. I’ll get out” you stammer, trying to cover your retreat.

“You aren’t going anywhere you little shit!” Megan barks at you, her words slightly slurred. Then the giantess tears back the roof of your miniature bathroom and quickly reaches in and pulls you out of the enclosure. This was the second time you had been picked up without being asked permission and it was making you feel uncomfortable. When this happened half an hour ago, you got pushed up your sisters ass and you didn't want a repeat of that. Looking at Megan you realize that she is standing naked directly in front of the toilet. You REALLY didn’t want a repeat!

“Meg wait I was already in the shower, when you walked in on me.” you try to defend yourself. “Oh really, this is my fault then is it? You little fucker, you think you're the goddamn boss around here. I’m sick of it.” Megan moves you closer to her face and you can see the anger in her eyes. You can also detect a pretty strong odor of alcohol on her breath.

“Wait Megan are you drunk right now? You know you aren’t allowed to drink, you're underage!” you scold. For some reason you seem to have forgotten the predicament that you’re in, and assume Megan will start listening to you know that you know she broke some rules.
“Fuck you, you little shit! I’m not the one spying on people in the shower. So if you wanna see me in the shower so bad, then I’m bringing you with me.” Megan reaches into the shower and turns on the water. She then closes her fist around you while she finishes getting ready and steps into the steaming water.

When Megan’s fist opens again, you are now standing in her palm directly in front of her gargantuan nipple.

“Grab on” she orders you, glaring down with a grin that makes you even more uncomfortable.
“No Megan. This is so fucking weird, im not grabbing your tit.” you reply trying to save some of your dignity.

“Listen shrimp, you can either hang onto my nipple while I lather my hair, or I can shove you up my ass. I really don’t care what you choose, but I can promise you that my ass is not the nicest smelling place on earth right now. So grab my fucking nipple.” She barks out with a sense of authority that you’ve never heard from her before.

“Megan I am not grabbing your fuc-” your sentence gets cut short as it turns out that Megan wasn’t bluffing after all. “HOLY SHIIITT!” you scream as the sudden acceleration gives you mild whiplash.

You are now staring directly at you “little” sisters titanic ass. The two massive mounds of flesh are noticeably whiter than the rest of her skin, and you can see the water trickling down around the cheeks.

“NO MEGAN PLEASE DON'T”T DO THIS! THIS IS SO FUCKED UP FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DON”T!” you scream, pleading with her not to plunge you between her firm mounds into the dark, stinking crevasse between.

You are held an inch away from her crack but you don’t get pushed in, and she seems to have stopped moving.

“Oh thank you, thank Christ. Megan please put me bac-”

PFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTT

Out of nowhere, a noxious wind blows past you for what feels like an eternity. The smell is downright foul, reeking of both sweat and rancid eggs. You're unsure of how your night ended up this way, but you had hoped to never again smell one of Megan’s infamously raunchy farts.
The giant hand that was forcing you to breath deeply of Megan’s anal surprise, now brings you back up to your tormentors face. She is giggling at your misfortune and loving every second of it.

“Hahahaha how was that for you bug boy? That’s pretty smelly from where I’m standing, I bet you were thrilled to have a front row seat. Hahahahaha!” Megan is clearly drunk enough to not care about the eventual repercussions of her actions.

Before you can open your mouth to speak, Megan says “OH wait I’ve got one more!”

In the blink of an eye you are once again brought around to your bratty sister’s round bottom. This time, however, Megan pushes your face a little bit closer so that your head is now part way inside her crack. The smells here are just as unpleasant as the fart was out there, with the added problem of a vice-like pressure smushing your head. Unable to voice your objections because your head is in her ass crack, you struggle for all that you are worth before a quiet hissing noise passes by you, followed by another wave of Megan’s ripe fart stench.

Your sister holds your head between her cheeks for what feels like an eternity, letting you really soak up the stink. Eventually you are pulled out of her ass and brought one more to her face.
“Do you feel like holding onto my nipple now? Hahahaa” Megan laughs even more at your shrunken plight. Here she was coming home from a fun night of drinking, dancing, and late night fast food, and you, her “big and strong” older brother was being heat blasted by her booty bombs.

“Yes just put me on your fucking nipple and get this over with.” you shout up, utterly defeated. You cannot wait to reunite with Ashley and watch Megan get her recompense.

“Okie doke” Megan replies before closing her fist again, and returning you to get back side.
“No, no, no, no! I said I’ll hold onto the nipple. Please don’t do this!” you shout up, either to Megan or a God that you're certain doesn’t exist.

A second later you are pushed all the way in between your little sisters buttcheeks and brough face to face with her large sweating asshole. The heat and the pressure make it very uncomfortable for you but the worst part is definitely the smell. Her asshole opened up just the slightest bit, and released a small toot, directly onto your face. Almost as if to say, “I win, loser.”
After what felt like forever Megan pulls you out from between her cheeks and holds you in front of her face.

“How was it in there big bro? Be honest with me… did it smell good? Does it make you want to spend the night in there? Hahaha” Megan continues to toy with you. Then she brings you up to her nose to see exactly how bad her ass does smell.

For a moment you’re afraid that you’re going to get sucked up into her nose, but for once you’re glad she has such a firm grip on you. However, you now see her face contort into a weird shape, surely as a reaction to the stench that she had just subjected you to.

Strangely though she holds this face for a couple of seconds until she closes her eyes and tilts her head back.

ACHOOOOOO

Out of pure habit she puts her hand in front of her face to cover the spray and you are suddenly sprayed with a heavy dose of mucus. Slimy clear snot is now coating your entire body and you very briefly consider just jumping out of Megan’s hand rather than putting up with this.

“Hahahahahaha thats a good little tissue boy. Maybe I should use you to clean all of my boogies out from now on.” Megan is so delighted with your condition that the nearly falls over in the shower while laughing.

“Woah, I better be careful. I don’t want to smash you. If you were crushed, who would be around to tell me how nice my farts are hahahaha!”

Megan then wipes you off in her armpit to clean all the snot off of you and reaches out of the shower.

“You can sit right here until I’m finished and then I’ll decide how to punish you” she says as she grabs the gym bag sitting in the corner of the room and opens it up.

As she lowers you down into the bag you can see the exact outfit she was wearing earlier today, when she tried to make you smell her feet. Near the opening of the bag you can smell the incredibly intense stink of the sweat from her unwashed practice clothes and fight like crazy to escape her fist.

Unfortunately you are no match for the blonde goddess and she drops you carelessly into the skinty pits of her sweaty torture chamber. Then before she steps back into the shower, she reaches down into the jeans she was wearing when she left tonight and pulled out a light purple thong. As she moves it towards the bag, you notice that it has a face printed directly on the back of the thong.

“At least my face wasn’t the only one she farted on tonight.” you say in your head. Not bothering to laugh at your own morbid humor. As Meg tosses the used thong into the bag with you, you notice a slight skidmark in the back, and shudder as you consider the thought “What if I WAS the face on the back of this thong”

You curl up on what you think may be the least disgusting bit of clothing as you wait for Megan to finish showering, or for Ashley to come looking for you.

Freedom.... or Not

Sitting in the dark and dank pit that is your sisters gym bag, you think about the events of the last day. In the course of only a few hours you went from studying with Ashley to getting licked, shoved into two different asses, farted on repeatedly and then finally sneezed on. What could’ve caused things to fall apart so quickly? There’s one thing that stands out. Alexis. You can’t quite explain it, and there no way to prove it yet, but you know that woman is somehow the cause of your misfortune. There’s just some sort of evil inside of her. And when you get out of this sweaty hellhole you’re going to sit down with Ashley and get rid of this hag.

“Wait what am I saying?” You think to yourself. “I said I was going to support Ashley, and I’m gonna give up on that after one shitty night?”

Granted it has been an abnormally horrible evening, but you decide that you are going to stand by your word. So you steel your nerves and wait patiently for your release from Megan’s armpit dungeon.

After what you can only assume was about a half an hour of smelly meditation, you finally hear the shower turn off. You then prepare to meet face to face with your tormentor and try to negotiate an end to your suffering for the night.

You can hear the muffled sounds of Megan stepping out from the shower and bumping around the bathroom. A few minutes later you hear the bathroom door open and close again.
“Megan? Hello? Megan, are out out there?” You call out to the darkness beyond the zipper of the gym bag.

“There’s no way she’s leaving me in here right?” You start to walk to the edge of the clothes pile to see if you can get a view on the outside of the bag. Unfortunately as you walk towards the side of the bag, the smelly ground beneath you becomes unstable and you take a quick tumble over the edge.

Rolling head of heels several times you finally come to rest on a vast stretch of a stretchy black material that you have to assume is a pair of Megan’s spandex shorts. You slowly stand up and try to get your bearings. You turn around and begin forming a plan to scale the mountain of clothes. As you peer up to the top of the cliff, you see something familiar. Teetering dangerously above you on the mountain of gym clothes, was the very same balled up sock that Megan tried to hit you with this afternoon. Looking around you, you notice that the pit that you fell into doesn’t actually leave you any room to run. Suddenly, as of fate had heard your fears, the sock rolls down towards you like the boulder from Indiana Jones.

The weight of the sock slams into you with full force and presses you down into Megan’s spandex shorts. The sweaty foot rag is surprisingly heavy and you can feel some of your little sister’s foot sweat dripping down onto your head.

You begin to cry, and eventually you fall asleep surrounded by the stench of Megan’s horrible feet. Who would’ve guessed that she would get her way, and have her tiny little brother suffer under her feet through the night.

Hopefully tomorrow the feet, the farts, the sweat and the snot will be long behind you and life can go back to normal.

—— 7 hours later——

You awaken to the sound of the bathroom door shutting, and some rustling noises coming from outside the bag.

“Did Megan finally remember she left me in here?” You think to yourself. You sit quietly for a moment pondering whether getting your bitch of sister’s attention is worth it. I mean last night she did some horrible things to you, but she was drunk and right now you were pretty tired of basking in her foot stink.

“Megan! Megan get me out of this hell hole right now dammit!” You decide that taking the authoritative route with your hopefully now sober sister is the best way to put yourself on top. Moments later you hear an unzipping noise and the contents of the bag begin to get shifted around. Finally your salvation is at hand.

Eventually the large black sock that you’ve been sniffing all night gets lifted away and your prison is flooded with light. Once your eyes finally adjust to the light you see a face that you weren’t expecting.

Alexis is looking down at you in your sorry state, and she has a confused look on her face that quickly turns into a sly smile.

“Well well well, it looks like the little man is a bit of a stink bug huh?” She says, taking note of the stink emanating from the bag that you appear to have slept in. “I thought you were pretty mad when I smushed your face into Ashley’s butt. I guess that was all just a show huh? Tell me, did you have to sneak into the bag to catch a whiff? Or did you get some help from the other sister? Well you are a special kind of freaky.”

“Jesus Christ shut the hell up!” You scream up at this strange giantess. You were utterly confused by her reaction to your struggles and think again about your initial assessment of this terrifying titan. “What makes you think I was in there on purpose? Are you dumb or do you get off on this shit? First Megan shoves me up her farthole and buries me in soccer socks. And then I get to wake up to a stranger in my bathroom asking me if I’m turned on by being my sisters sweat rag. Who the hell do you-“

PFFFFFFTTTTTTTT

The sudden sound of a thundering fart caught you very much by surprise. At this very moment, you notice for the first time that Alexis has her pants around her ankles and is sitting on the toilet.

You return your gaze from the enormous genitals of your new captor, back to her beautiful face. The look on her face now, almost make you think that she pities you.

“What’s a matter my little stink bug? Did you lose your nerve?” Alexis reaches down and picks you up by your arms and dangles you in front of her face. “Oh I’m sorry little one, do I have permission to pick you up? I can just drop you if you’re uncomfortable.”

Looking down you can see directly between Alexis’ legs. You look at the cold toilet water far below and wonder if you would survive the impact of the fall.

PFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTT

Or if you would even want to.

A One on One with Alexis

“So maybe we got off on the wrong foot Alexis. I’m sorry that I snapped on you, it’s just that I didn’t get a whole lot of sleep last night” you say trying to salvage the precarious situation that you’ve found yourself in.

“Well what a little gentleman. I’m glad you’ve come around to my way of thinking, but I really hope it doesn’t have to come to this every time. I’d really hate to have to shit on you every time I don’t get my way. I feel like it would put a damper on our relationship.” Alexis seems to want to be clear that she is more than willing to torment you to get her way.

“Well that doesn’t seem like a good way to get on Ashley’s good side. She’s been the one keeping me safe for years now. And if she’s willing to lay down the law with Megan, do you really think she’ll let you get away with it after one date?” You’re hoping that this girl has some real feelings for Ashley, and that is something you could leverage against her.

“Oh I’m not too worried about Ashley, I know she looks after you but pretty soon she’ll be seeing things differently. I’d give it a week before she’s wrapped around my finger and doing everything I say. And when that time comes, you’re going to want to have a better attitude.” Alexis continues to look you over, taking in the various details of your tiny form.

“Listen Alexis, I’m trying here. I want to like you for Ashley’s sake, but there’s no way in hell you're going to be sticking around if you keep up the bullshit. You’ve been here for a day and you think you’re running the show? Come on you can’t really believe that?” You say standing your ground against the large goddess in front of you. Given the circumstances that you’re in, no one could blame you for begging this beautiful woman for mercy. You could easily just agree to whatever she wanted in exchange for a chance to return to your normal bed and some much needed respite. But you know all too well that is not the way to handle this situation. If you give in too a giantess with a superiority complex, then you’re just making it more likely that she’ll back later to you with you again. You have to make your stand here, and drive this bitch out of your life once and for all.

“Listen closely little one, I know all about your dynamic with you’re sisters. You and Ashley are twins and have been as thick as thieves since you were kids. But it’s a bit of one sided relationship now that you’re an itty bitty bug boy. She looks after you, helps you study, drives you around, and then comes home to run the household. And what can you do to take some of that pressure off of her? Nothing. You’re a burden on her and we both know it.” Alexis talks down to you, in less of an angry attacking manner, but in more of a Matter-of-Fact sort of tone. You would be lying if you said that her words didn’t hurt at least a little bit.

Alexis continued “In fact, she is so starved for physical attention and an emotional connection she brought me to bed on our first date. We talked for quite a while last night after I finished her off, and she had plenty to say about you.”

Your face has turned bright red and you can’t think of anything to say. This stranger seems to know quite a bit about you, and how to apply pressure to make you squirm. “She’s lying. She doesn’t know shit about me and she doesn’t know shit about Ashley.” You think in your head. But even if she is, her words are still enough to make you feel like absolute garbage.

“You’re not wrong, she definitely loves you quite a bit. But I’d be willing to guess that she’ll bend some of her rules about protecting little Maxxy if it makes me happy. And THAT would make me very, very, happy.” As Alexis finishes her sentence she slowly lowers you down until you are face to face with her crotch.

As you get closer to the space between her legs, you notice that you can still smell the farts from before lingering in the bowl. But even more potent than the fart, is the smell coming off of her gigantic woman hood. The smell of her sex fills your nostrils and as much as you hate Alexis in this moment you cannot stop your body from becoming aroused. The only thing you can do is hope that this giant woman doesn’t take notice of your stiff erection.

As you dangle in front of Alexis’ crotch you are left with nothing to do aside from wonder what she is going to do next. The next few moments feel like days as you wait for something horrible to happen, until suddenly Alexis begins to forcefully urinate into the water below. For several agonizing seconds you are held dangerously close to the stream of piss emanating from your new enemy just breathing in the acrid stench and enduring small droplets of urine landing on you.

When the stream finally ends, you look up towards Alexis’ face and see her smirking an arrogant grin back down towards you.

“Well I suppose I could ask you for some help with the toilet paper….” her voice trails off letting you imagine the degrading experience. “But I think we'll save that for a rainy day. For now I’m gonna go have a chat with Megan and see if we can bring Ashley around to our way of thinking. And you…. you’re going back to bed.”

Ashley then reaches into the gym bag and pulls out the balled up sock that crushed you for the entire night. She then unrolls the sock and lifts it to her face so she can take a quick whiff. “Phew that thing is ripe. I wouldn’t wish that stench on my worst enemy. Oh well, I’ll remind Megan to come get you in a few hours. Bye bye!” Alexis winks as she lets go of your arms and you begin to plummet to the ground. But instead of falling to the floor, you drop into the long tube of Megan’s soccer sock.

Once your trapped in the toes section of the smelly garment Alexis balls it back up and tucks it into the gym bag, but she makes sure to put it underneath all the other clothes in the bag.
She then finishes up her duties in the bathroom and goes to have a quick chat with Max’s younger sister who seems to already feel the same way she does about tiny people.

Making Your Case

You didn’t sleep very much in the time since Alexis put you back in your smelly prison. Surprising as it may be, you sisters well worn soccer socks don’t make the most comfortable sleeping situation. The toe section of the sock that was pressing into your face had become rough and hard as the sweat soaked fibers had dried out.

So instead of sleeping you decided to use this time to think and strategize your next move. You carefully go over the conversation you had with Alexis in your mind. How could she so brazenly torment you? Wasn’t she scared of you taking this information to Ashley? She seemed so confident that even if you ratted her out to Ashley, that nothing would happen. But there’s no way that would be the case, right? Ashley loves you more than anything else and she’s always taken care of you. There’s no way Ashley would ever join in on this sick game that Alexis was playing. Megan probably would, if you’re being completely honest with yourself. I mean at this very moment you’re basking in the raw stench of her foot sweat and you were farted on several times last night. To be fair she was a little bit intoxicated but you could not deny that she loved to torture you with every stink that her body could muster, and if it was just you Megan and Alexis, you would probably spend a lot of your time in between giant toes.

But Ashley is different, she is a kind, gentle and loving sister who will be appalled by the treatment that you received last night. And once you tell her that Alexis actively tormented you as well, that demon bitch will be long gone from your life. You’re a little disheartened that the first woman that Ashley actually shows an interest in turns out to be an absolute sadist. You genuinely wanted to be supportive of your sisters relationship, but not if her date threatens to dump you in the toilet every time you stand up to her.

As you’re thinking about things, the bag you’ve spent the past several hours in begins to shake around and you feel yourself being lifted into the air. Based on the bouncing that you’re doing inside the sock, you assume that the gym bag is being moved from the bathroom. You feel the bag slam onto the floor and hear the sound of the zipper being opened. After a couple of minutes your sweaty sleeping bag is lifted up, unrolled, and you are dropped out of the sock and onto the carpeted floor. You take a few moments and allow your eyes to adjust to the light. Once you can see again, you realize that you’re sitting on the floor in Megan’s room, and your gargantuan sister is sitting in front of you with her long legs forming a large circle around you.

“Well good morning big guy. Did you sleep alright?” Megan asks. And you can’t quite tell if she is taunting you, or if she is just genuinely an idiot, but you decide that despite all the anger building up in your chest it would be a good idea to tread lightly.

“Megan I’d like to just go to my room please. I did not get any sleep thanks to you and Alexis and I want a shower before I go get some sleep” you say very bluntly.

“Yea, before I let you go we need to talk about that. I just want to start by saying that I’m sorry. I guess I may have gone a little overboard last night huh?” Megan has a look of genuine concern on her face, but you are skeptical that this isn’t some sort of trick.

“A little overboard? I think you went more than a little overboard. This was way over the line, and I can’t believe you care so little about me as a person to put me through that.” You’re not doing a very good job at hiding your emotions but at this point you’re just too tired to care. Megan sheepishly replies, “Look Max, I know it was stupid and I shouldn’t have done it. I had a bit too much to drink and made a mistake.”

“And is that an excuse? First of all you’re too young to be drinking, and that’s still no excuse to do what you did. If you want to be treated like a fucking adult, then for the love of god act like it!” Your words are dripping with venom at this point. You’ve lost all control of your rationality and you’re ready for Megan to pay for what she did to you.

“Don’t talk to me like that Max.” Megan has clearly taken some offense to your harsh language. “And I think you’re overreacting a little bit. I mean yeah the bag definitely stinks but you aren’t going to die from one night of smelly feet.” She flexes her enormous toes and you can’t help but to notice just how helpless you would be in fighting them off.

You take a moment to collect yourself before continuing the conversation. “Well it wasn’t just smelling your socks now was it? You crossed a line with what you did in the shower.”

“What I did in the shower? What does that even mean?” She asks. You can’t quite tell if she is acting innocent or if she was too drunk to remember that other disgusting things that she did to you.

You want to be careful about how you proceed with this conversation. While you do feel like she feels some remorse over what happened, you’re afraid that she might’ve had a conversation with Alexis last night and might be working some sort of angle on you.

“Do you really not remember? You farted on me last night. More than once” you decide to play along.

“That’s why you’re so mad? Because I farted? Well news flash dumbass, everyone farts. EVERYONE. You fart, I fart, even your perfect superstar sister Ashley.” Megan laughs off your complaints as trivial and proceeds to stand up, pick you up and begin walking towards the door. “If you’re going to be policing everyone who dares to rip ass in the house, you’re not gonna be getting much sleep at all.”

“Well I tend to take it personally when you put my head UP your ass before you fart! Or does that seem normal to you too?” You shout up at her, once again needing to get the last word in.
Megan stops in her tracks and brings you up towards her face. Looking into her eyes you can see that she looks confused. Maybe she actually doesn’t remember doing that to you, however unlikely that seems.

Suddenly the confusion disappears from Megan’s face and a wide smile creeps onto her face. “Wait… are you being serious right now? I blasted you at point blank range? Jeez I must’ve been way drunker than I thought. But be honest, how bad was it? I farted once this morning and it was pretty rank hahaha.”

You cannot believe that she is laughing about this again. You feel a searing hot rage build up in your chest once again. “Are you fucking seri-“

Megan cuts you off before you can start your tirade of swear words. “Wait why would I even do that? I mean I know I can be a little mean when I drink but I must’ve had a reason to put you right at ground zero.”

“I startled you in the bathroom and you freaked out!” You hiss back at her. “Wait, so you were perving on me in the bathroom? And you want me to feel bad for you? You’re a little asshole you know that? You creep on me in the bathroom while I’m drunk and you want to talk down to me because you got what you deserved? Alexis was right about you. You’re nothing but a pervert and bully. Well you listen to me and listen good little man. I’m not letting you push me around anymore, and if you want to go tattle on me to big sissy, then I’m gonna let her know about your perverted little hobbies.” Megan has gone from 0-100 in the matter of a couple of seconds. And she is squeezing you so tightly that you can’t even muster a response.

Megan then stomps out of the room with you clenched tightly in her fist. Walking out of her room and over to your habitat, the irritated titan removes the cover from your room and carelessly tosses you inside. You look up at the blonde beauty and keep your mouth shut in the hopes that this can all just end.

Megan places the lid back on the habitat and turns around to walk back the her room. But before she does, she stops and bends at the waist so her large behind, clad in black tights, is pressed right up against the glass wall of your room. You stare at the enormous booty and hold your breath, afraid that at and moment it could break the glass and swallow you whole. “And Max, if you ever creep on me in the bathroom again… you’ll spend a week in the back of my thong apologizing to my asshole.” Megan leaves you with that picture to keep in your mind.
You’ve never been as scared as you are right now. For some reason Megan isn’t afraid of the consequences of her actions, and at this point you think that trying to get her in trouble might just make things worse.

While you’re staring blankly out the window, Ashley comes strolling into the room. She looks like she had an even rougher night then you did, although you know that isn’t true. You look here over and notice that her hair is all sorts of disheveled, and she’s wearing a wrinkled T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants that are just a bit too big for her. As she walks by your room she mumbles “Hey Max” in a half asleep, barely conscious voice. She then strolls sleepily into the kitchen and begins making herself a cup of coffee.

Standing in the kitchen you can see Ashley yawn and stretch to try to wake herself up a bit. While she stretches she accidentally lets out a small fart and proceeds to giggle at her release. “Oops, sorry about that Max. Wake up and smell the coffee, am I right? Hahaha”

Coming Clean

Outside the walls of your habitat, you can hear the bathroom door open and the sound of your twin sister quietly singing along to the music in her headphones. A short while later she comes strutting into the living, singing a different song and swinging her hips gently with the tune. Out of the corner of your eye, you look over to observe your only friend in the house. You see her bubbly butt bouncing back and forth as the song in her ears turned to an upbeat pop song, her attitude just as bubbly as her ample rear.

“Well someone is in a good mood this morning.” You shout up to her, with a slight tone of irritation in your voice.

However the noise in her headphones drowned out your tiny squeals, and prevented her from responding to your snarky comment. The fact that she couldn’t hear you, made you feel even smaller than you did when you woke up this morning.

“Ugh whatever.” You sigh to yourself. Perhaps now isn’t a good time to bring up what happened anyways. She’s clearly in a good mood, and did you really want to be the one to ruin it?

“What’s that Max, did you say something?” You hear a voice speak from behind you. You turn around and you see the beautiful face of Ashley beaming down at you from the kitchen table. Her auburn locks framing her incredible smiling face so perfectly. If any of the giant women in your life were deserving of the title “goddess,” then Ashley was the one.

“Uhhh, no nothing. I was just noticing that you seem to be in a pretty good mood this morning. That’s all.” You smile up to Ashley as you reply to her question. Despite all that has transpired in the past 24 hours, you have a hard time resisting a smile when you’re talking with her. She just radiates a sense of happiness and warmth that just reaches into your soul.

“Yea I guess I am in a pretty great mood. I’m sure you noticed that Alexis ended up spending the night last night.” Ashley smiles and wears a look of pure bliss on her face as she seems to reminisce about the previous night.

“Well yes, I did notice that she spent the night. I spoke to her briefly this morning.” Your smile fades as you do a little reminiscing of your own.

“Oh you did? Well that’s good! I wanted to say how happy I was to see that you were so nice to her. I know there were a couple incidents last night but it was very sweet of you not to make a big deal out of it. And I just want you to know that I appreciate you for that.” Ashley moves closer to your habitat and crouches down to look you in the eyes while thanking you for being so supportive.

“Incidents?” You ask. Is she talking about what happened in the bathroom? Did Alexis tell her about your brief encounter, and the torture you endured in the shower? If they talked about it, then there’s no way that Alexis told her the whole truth, because you could not believe that Ashley would condone such treatment.

“What did you forget already?” Ashley raises an eyebrow, not believing you would have forgotten something so embarrassing. “I guess getting smushed into my butt wasn’t even the highlight of your evening hahah.”

You had honestly forgotten about that. With everything else that had happened, getting a whiff of Ashley’s slightly sweaty asscrack was not in fact the peak of your torment.
“Oh that, right.” You stammer, unsure of what to say next. “Yea I actually sort of forgot about that.”

“Well I guess my ass isn’t as unforgettable as I had hoped haha.” Ashley made a fake pouty face as she looked back over her shoulder and arched her back, making her butt push outwards in the chair.

“No it’s not that. Not that I’ve ever really looked, it’s just that… I mean…. I’m….” your voice trails off searching for a way to bring up your concerns about her new love interest.

“You alright there Max? What’s going on? You’re acting a bit weird?”

“I’m fine I just…. I need to talk to you about Alexis.” You say as your eyes drop to the ground.

“Are you guys talking about Alexis?” A voice calls from around the corner. You curse yourself for not asking Ashley for a private conversation. “Oh my god Ash, that chick is a total catch!”

Megan comes dashing around the corner, and steps in between you and Ashley. As she begins talking with Ashley, she leans forward and pushes her ass outward until it once again is pressed against the glass of your enclosure. As he booty pushes against the glass her spandex covered cheeks begin to spread apart, to the point that you can see through her spandex shorts. Unable to look away you peer deeply into the canyon that just a few hours ago, was blasting you with rancid gas. You notice that Megan is currently wearing the same thong that she dropped into the gym bag last night, only now you’re pretty sure that it’s smile has been transformed into a frown.

“I only got to talk with her for a few minutes this morning but she seems like such a sweetheart. You’re a lucky girl hun!” Megan back up but continues to lean against your enclosure, making it so you can’t see Ashley around Megan’s round butt.

“Well I would say that Alexis is lucky to have a great catch like Ashley” you try to chime in around your bratty sister’s asscheeks.

“Whatever you little kissass, what’s important is that our sister is happy and we’re happy for her.” Megan giggles a bit, finally turning around to face you. “Actually I heard you did a bit of literally ass kissing last night. Was Alexis not the only one who got a nice face full of Ashley’s giant booty hahaha.”

“Megan oh my god knock it off!” Ashley laughs as she playfully smacks Megan on the arm. “It was only for like a second and I’m sure Max doesn’t want to talk about my bum.” Her face has turned a bit red, partially from the discussion about you smelling her ass and partially from Megan’s insinuations about what happened behind closed bedroom doors.

“We’ll all I’m saying is that as your siblings we want to be supportive of you, and I for one can’t wait until you bring her around again.” Megan says as she smirks down to you, with an eyebrow raised.

“Uh yea. We just want the best for you sis.” You say with your face turning red from frustration. Megan’s intervention in your conversation with Ashley has put some additional pressure on you and your plan to be rid of Alexis. Now you feel as though Ashley’s hopes have been raised and if you tell her about what happened then she’s going to blame you for ruining her relationship. “Well I’m so glad to hear you guys say that! I’m sure I’ll hear from her tonight, but maybe she could come over this weekend and formally get to know you guys a bit better.” Ashley gets up out of her chair and gives Megan a big hug. She then kneels down in front of your room and blows you a kiss.

“Now how about we get back to studying? We’ve got two tests left ahead of us and then we’re free for the summer months! And if you manage to stay awake, I’ll even blow my burps away from your face.” Ashley giggles as she removes the cover of your room and lowers her flat hand into the container. You step into her palm and are quickly carried off into the living room. When Ashley picks up your special pillow and places it on the floor, you happen to look over at Megan who is peeking her head into the living room and grinning at you. You’re wondering what she is up to, right up until Ashley lowers you onto the pillow. Once you’re standing on the pillow you notice a fairly faint odor coming off of the fabric. Confused you look over to Megan who quickly blows you a kiss and pulls her head out of the entryway to the living room. Seconds after her head blonde hair disappears, her butt emerges from around the corner, does a little shake and disappears from view.

It takes you a few seconds to piece it together but you come to realize that at some point this morning Megan farted on your pillow, knowing that you would be placed there for a study session.

As Ashley returns with a textbook and lays it on the floor in front of you, you decide you’re at least going to turn Megan in, even if you’re going to let Alexis get away with her behavior for now.

“Hey Ash, do you think you could flip my pillow over? I think someone may have left her scent on it?” You ask, putting a bit of emphasis on the word ‘someone’.
“Really?” Ashley asks, lowering her face towards you and taking a deep inhale through her nose.

When she sniffs in through her nose, a strong current of wind lifts you up slightly off your pillow and pulls you towards her nostril. “Ashley don’t!” You scream in a moment of sheer panic.
“Whoops, sorry Max. I almost turned you into a human booger hehehe. But I don’t really smell anything on the pillow.” Ashley says dismissing your concerns about Megan.

“Well maybe it’s because you and your nose are so gigantic, but at this size I can tell you that she farted in my pillow.” You snap up to her.

“Well sorry Mr. Grouch. I can’t smell anything, even with my gigantic nose.” Ashley says, obviously taken aback by your slightly rude remark.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to snap.” You quickly apologize, not wanting to lose any favor with the one woman you’ve spoken to in the last day who didn’t purposefully try to torture your senses.
“It’s fine, and look on the bright side, at least she didn’t make you sleep in her sock hahaha” Ashley says trying to lighten the mood and reminding you of Megan’s offer from your last study session to let you sleep under her toes.

“Well she actually…” your voice trails off, fearing that you may have said too much.
“What? She actually what?” Ashley asks, curious about your sudden silence.

“Well I actually… umm.. I did sleep in Megan’s sock. Inside her gym bag.” You admit, your gaze dropping down to the pillow.

“You did what? That’s pretty gross man, why would you do that? I mean it was open when I was getting ready and I could smell it at my size, why the hell would you want to sleep in there?” Ashley is very confused by your admission and she is looking for some answers.

“Well it’s not like I wanted to sleep there, she put me in there! And it was disgusting, nothing in that thing wasn’t covered in sweat.” You try to defend yourself.

“Well no shit dummy, it’s a gym bag. I can promise you my workout clothes don’t smell like an apple pie. Now why the hell did she put you in her gym bag?” Ashley sits up, a look of concern on her face.

“She…” you’re about to fill in Ashley on all the sordid details of the past evening, when you remember Megan’s threat. If you tell Ashley about the face farts, then Megan is going to tell Ashley that you were spying on her in the bathroom. Damnit Megan has you in a bad position but you decide to play it safe for now.

“She won a bet.” You say trying to come up with a convincing lie.

“A bet? What did you bet on?” Ashley presses for more info.

“Uhh we bet on whether or not you were going to bring your date home.” You’re on your back foot trying to come up with a believable lie.

“You guys were betting on my date? And you didn’t think it would go well? So you were betting against me, and you offered to sleep in Megan’s sweaty practice socks if you lost?” Ashley is grilling you now and there was a certain time of irritation in her voice.

You’ve somehow managed to make the situation even worse by lying and now you need to fix the situation immediately.

“No it’s not like that. I just didn’t think you were the kind of person to bring someone home on the first date is all.” You reply, at this point just praying for the conversation to end.
“Oh so I’m a slut because my date went well? I’m confident in my sexuality and my body and that’s something you get to judge me for? What gives you the right? And why the hell would you offer to sleep in her fucking gym bag? You could’ve offered to do her homework or to buy her dinner… he’ll you could’ve just offered to paint her toes or give them a quick sniff. Why would you opt for sleeping in her sock? Do you have a foot fetish or something?” That last accusation caused your blood to freeze. This is it, this is exactly what Alexis was getting at. If you don’t fix this right this second, Ashley might wind up punishing you under her feet too.

“WHAT?! NO! That’s disgusting, I don’t like feet! It was just a stupid bet, and the sock thing was her idea. In fact if I had won the bet, she agreed to stop trying to get me to smell her feet. I was excited about the notion of not ever having to smell her feet again and I just didn’t think about the consequences. And I’m sorry, I wasn’t judging you, it’s just that I had never heard of this person before and I liked to think that you shared all the important aspects of your life with me.” You’re somewhat proud of your final gambit. You think you may have saved yourself.

“Well I guess I did kind of sprung it on you pretty suddenly. Let me just say this, while I do reserve my right to have some privacy, I will try to keep you informed of bigger changes in our lives.” Ashley says, and you start to think that you may be in the clear. “However, I think you owe me a bit of an apology for betting against me in your deal with Megan.” She continues, looking down sternly at you.

“Uhh, right. I’m sorry about that, I want trying to bet against you. And you’ve got to know that I want the best for you.” You reply to your twin, hoping she is satisfied with your apology. “Well that’s sweet and all, but that isn’t gonna cut it.” Ashley sits down in front of you, and stretches her leg out until her foot is resting in front of your pillow. She then scrunches her toes down until her giant digits are right in front of your face. “Just one little kiss.” She says looking down on you.

You stare at the massive toe in front of you and consider your options. Either you kiss the toe and finally end this dreadful conversation or you refuse and risk upsetting her. However if you kiss it, you might be playing into Alexis’ plan to brainwash your sister into torturing you. Seconds drag on for what feels like hours until you finally lean forward and plant a tiny kiss on the big toe and turn around to go back to studying.

“Maybe he does have a foot fetish” Ashley thinks to herself. She wasn’t serious about you kissing her toes but in about a half a second you planted a tiny little kiss on her giant bare toe. As she thinks about the heavy conversation you two just had, Ashley leans forward again and resumes studying with her tiny brother.

Lies Upon Lies

It’s been a few days since you kissed Ashley’s foot, and you have absolutely decided that you made a mistake in doing so. She has been acting pretty weird ever since, and you’ve had a good deal of alone time since Ashley has been spending her evenings out with Alexis and Megan has had soccer practice every day this week.

As such you’ve spent a good deal of time just bumming around watching Netflix and browsing the Internet. In fact you’ve even been browsing various internet message boards trying to get to know some other RPs. You’ve spent a lot of time talking with people about life hacks for tiny people, plans for the future, and just genuinely getting to know other people who know what it is to try to survive in a world filled with giants and giantesses.

This afternoon was much like the others, except this morning you had taken your last final for the semester. You and Ashley left the exam feeling confident (her much more so than you) that you had both passed.

——-Earlier this morning———

After leaving the exam Ashley suggested going out and grabbing a celebratory cup of coffee at her favorite local coffee place. You happily agreed since you were eager to get to spend some quality time with your sister without needing to study or do housework, etc.

You arrive at the coffee place and Ashley places the order. While you’re sitting on Ashley’s shoulder, you look over at the tiny barista who was standing behind the “Little Bean” counter serving some of the shop’s shrunken customers. While you’re gawking at the adorable woman behind the counter, she happens to look up and meet your gaze. You panic a bit and just crack an awkward smile in her direction. The tiny woman lets out a soft giggle and brushes her hair out of her face, smiling in your direction. Granted, it’s been a while since you last had a girlfriend, but you’re almost positive that was a pretty good signal. While you’re thinking of what if anything you could say to this little beauty, you hear Ashley say “Thank you!” And begin to walk towards a table.

After a couple minutes of idle small talk and question about you thought the answers were on the exam, a normal sized barista walks over to the table and drops off a tray with two normal sized coffee cups.

“Well I appreciate a good deal as much as the next person, but I don’t think I can finish this much coffee. I had a pretty big breakfast ya know?” You sarcastically shout up to your sister. She chuckled at your joke and smiled down at you, god how you loved that smile so much.
“Very funny smartass, but yours is right here.” Ashley turns the tray and you see a tiny cup of coffee hidden behind one of the largest cups. You then understand that the barista did not in fact make a mistake, but instead someone was joining you two.

As if on cue you hear a voice that makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up.
“Heyyy, how's my sexy engineer? How did the test go?”

You turn around and see an evil goddess walking towards your table. Alexis steps up to the table and pulls a stool up to sit her ample rear on. You take a moment to look her over. You’re not sure what the occasion is but she’s is incredibly well dressed for a meet up at a coffee shop. She’s wearing

a pair of navy blue dress pants that are so tightly form fitting that you doubt even you could slide inside them, much less get out. She’s also wearing a black top covered up by a matching navy blue jacket, and she’s adorned with a couple rings, a watch and some earrings, all of which look fairly expensive.

“Hey babe, the test went great, it was a piece of cake. And you look amazing. You look like a bad bitch who runs that courtroom.” Ashley complements her girlfriend and leans forward to receive a quick peck on the lips.

Alexis then looks down at the table and notices your tiny form. “Well look who decided to join us at the big girls table! And how is my favorite little man today? I hope you feel as confident about the test as Ashley does.” She gets her face down near the tables surface and blows you a kiss and a wink.

“Oh hi Alexis, I didn’t realize we were going to have company. It’s great to see you again.” You lie through your teeth. “And Ashley is right, you look very well dressed this morning, what’s the occasion?”

“Well I had a presentation of my own this morning… and I think I crushed it. And even if I didn’t, I’m pretty sure the TA is in love with me. I could’ve skipped the presentation and still passed if I showed up without a bra on hahaha” Alexis winks at your sister who is giggling like a little school girl. She is clearly still quite infatuated with this woman.

You then proceed to quietly sip your coffee as the two giantesses chat about their plans for the upcoming weekend. You overhear that Ashley is planning to go visit Alexis at her family’s lake house this weekend and spend a few days out there just relaxing. After about a half hour of idle chatter and making plans, Ashley and Alexis get up and kiss each other goodbye. You politely wave back to Alexis while she says goodbye to you and walks out the door.
Once again alone with Ashley, the two of you head home and get started on your summer vacation.

——Present time——

“Alright Max, I gotta head out to the store. I’m gonna grab some stuff for my weekend with Alexis. I’ll be back in a couple hours and I’ll order ya some dinner.” Ashley says as she picks up her keys and hurried to the door. She waves goodbye and leaves you alone in your room.
“Great” You think to yourself “I’m going to be stuck with Megan for the entire weekend.” You’re more disappointed in this realization than usual because Megan has grown quite bold in the past few days.

She and Ashley had evidently spoken about the lie that you told about losing a wager and condemning you to a sock prison. When Megan learned that you had lied and neglected to tell Ashley about the farting and burr rushing that she had subjected you to, she eagerly went along with the lie. Unbeknownst to you however, Megan used this opportunity to tell some lies of her own.

———The day after the shower incident————

“Wow Max told you about that? I thought he would’ve been embarrassed about the whole thing haha!” Megan laughs.

“Well why the heck would you do that to him? We have rules Megan, you can’t just drop him in your gym bag. That’s gross, I’ve smelled you after a workout and I’m a lot bigger than he is.” Ashley scolds Megan for what happened but she is not nearly as angry or aggressive as she would’ve been in the past.

“Hey I just offered up that he would have to sniff my foot if he lost, and I was only half serious. I didn’t think he’d actually do it, let alone suggest that he sleep in the sock.” Megan shrugs he shoulders as she fabricates more stories for Ashley to eat up. “And when I came home and heard all that noise coming from your room, I went to rub it in his face that I had won, but I didn’t actually say he had to do it. He told me that fair was fair and that I could put him in my sock. When I explained to him that it had been sitting in my gym bag all day, he suggested that I just drop him in.”

“That’s not the story that Max told me. And why on earth would he ask to sleep in your gym bag? You’ve got some of the worst BO in the world.” Ashley says. She knows that she’s being a bit rude, but also 100% honest.

“Okay two things. One: RUDE. Two: between you and me, I think he might have some sort of fetish. Maybe he’s just a guy who likes feet… or maybe it’s sweat that he likes.” Megan suggest, knowing full well that you’ve hated every single time that she’s subjected you to her particular brand of stink.

“Ew Megan, that’s disgusting. Who the hell could be attracted to your sweat, or anyone’s sweat for that matter. It’s just… it stinks” Ashley throws up her hands in disbelief. Despite the fact that she had initially considered that you might have a foot fetish… a smelly sweat fetish was a whole other ordeal.

“I don’t know, it’s not that unusual you know. Remember that guy Brian that I dated? He would literally beg me to sit on his face after a soccer game. I would run for like 90 minutes, work up a nasty case of swamp ass and plant my big booty right on his face. Tucked his nose right in my ass crack hahaha, what a dork.” Megan smiles, remembering all the fun she had with her ex boyfriend.

“Jesus Christ really? That’s so fucked up?” Ashley wrinkles her nose in disgust.
“You’re gonna judge? I heard some things from behind the door last night. I think you two were hav-“

“Okay okay, you’ve made your point.” Ashley cuts her off before she can go into too much detail. “Listen, I’m going to get to the bottom of this. So unless Max admits to ME that he wants to smell your feet, or shoes, or armpits or whatever, then he is off limits for that sort of nonsense.” Ashley then leaves Meg's room to consider this new info.

Meg then lays back on her bed and thinks about the developing situation. Her tiny shrunken brother was just rubbed in her asscrack like a piece of toilet paper, and then forced to smell her sweaty clothes all night. Then once he got the chance to turn her in, he sets himself up for a future of smelly torture at the feet of the “nice sister” all because she might think he likes it.
Just thinking about what might happen to little defenseless Max is getting her all riled up. She closes her eyes and proceeds to grab her breast with one hand, while the other hand slides into her panties.

———-Present Time————

“Whatever” You think to yourself. “All I’ve got to do is stay away from her for a few days. Maybe I could even catch a ride to visit Mom for a couple days. It’s been a while since you’ve been home.”

However before you make any firm decision on what you’d like to do. Megan steps into the room wearing her practice clothes.

“Hey doofus, you hear that Ashley is headed out of town this weekend?” She says grabbing a chair and sitting down in front of your room. She begins to put on a pair of old black Nikes that she tends to wear to the gym, or on her way to and from soccer practice. You decide that it’s a good idea to keep your mouth shut and stay on her good side while she’s got those disgusting sneakers in hand.

You look at the blonde giantess outside of your glass enclosure and nod to her before returning your eyes to the screen in front of you.

“Hmm I guess someone is a little grumpy.” Megan says taunting her tiny brother. “Did someone not get enough sweaty toes to satisfy is foot fetish? Hahahaha” This comment makes you turn around and face the giggling titan as she leans forward so her face is nice and close to the walls of your room.

“What the hell are you talking about?” You ask, somewhat nervous that Ashley and Megan has talked about your fabricated bet.

“Oh you didn’t know? Ash and I talked and I found out that you let me off the hook for the quality time we spent together the other night. And now word around the house is that little itty bitty Max has a thing for sissy’s feet.” You can tell that Megan is now trying to rile you up. It’s probably best to not give her the satisfaction.

“Whatever Meg, you’re gonna be late for practice.” You say very nonchalantly while turning back to your computer.

Megan is a bit disappointed in your lack of response to her taunts, but ultimately decides that you’re right and she doesn’t have much time to play around with you.

“Well Mr. Pouty Pants, you’ll be happy to know that we got invited to go visit Ashley for a day or so this weekend.” She says getting up from her seat and collecting all of her gear for practice.
“Really? Where are we meeting her?” You ask suddenly a little less frustrated with how your weekend was turning out.

“Alexis has offered to let us come visit them at her cabin. Apparently it’s a pretty awesome spot. Should be fun. We’ll leave after my game on Saturday, sound good?” Megan asks, finally sounding like she gives a damn about your opinion.

“Yea Meg, that sounds great. Have fun at practice!” You say as she is walking towards the door.
She smiles as she walks out the door, caught a bit off guard by your well wishes. Even after all the crap she’s given Max over the past few days, he still has it in his heart to wish you a good time at practice. She feels a small twinge of guilt, maybe she’s been a little too hard on you lately. She then flexes her toes inside her smelly shoes and chuckles to herself. “Or maybe I haven’t been hard enough,” she thinks to herself as she walks to the car.

Memories "Itzy Bity Boyfriend"

It’s been about a year and a half since Max caught the shrinking virus, and Megan’s fascination with shrunken people has never been higher. In the years since she had first learned about humans shrinking down, Megan’s fascination has evolved from a strong curiosity and developed into somewhat of a sexual proclivity.

It is then, pure torment for the attractive blonde teenager to have a tiny little plaything so very close to her, yet so very far from her grasp. Mainly because their parents have forbidden Megan from playing her games with her tiny brother. Megan would spend many of her idle hours patrolling the depths of the Internet for various videos, stories or message boards for giantess themed content. She would picture herself standing above and entire city of tiny little humans, just going through their daily lives. She would approach the city and raise her foot high into the sky, bringing it down swiftly and leaving nothing but an imprint of her foot behind. In many of these fantasies, she would be greeted by some form of military force hoping to put and end to her reign of destruction. She would dispatch these forces in a variety of different ways, but they always had one thing in common. When dealing with someone who dared to oppose her gargantuan form, Megan always envisioned some sort of smelly torment to break their spirits.

She would stuff hordes of soldiers between her toes, seal a tank away in her sweaty pits, or release a toxic fart inside of a tiny toy sized troop truck. These parts of her fantasy always fueled her desire the most. The destruction of cities wasn’t something she ever actually wanted, but to have a shrunken person subjected to the smellier parts of her body…. she wasn’t sure why but it seemed to really rev her engines. Unfortunately for her, despite having a tiny person in the house, Megan wouldn’t be able to express her desires.

The only relief that ever came for the flustered girl was her boyfriend Brian. Brian was a couple years older than Megan, but he seemed like an incredibly nice guys so no one in your family ever really had an issue with the relationship. Especially since your parents recognized that Megan was a gorgeous young woman who, like every other woman in the family, developed very early and warranted an endless amount of attention from all men within a 10 mile radius.. In fact it seemed like have someone at least a little bit more mature spending lots of time with her, seemed to do wonders for her fiery temperament, so Brian lasted the longest out of all the boyfriends. It was a Friday night and Megan’s soccer team had just won an away game against their rival team, and Megan was absolutely ecstatic. She was so thrilled in fact that she couldn’t even wait until she and Brian had finished the drive home, before she started their away game ritual. They were only about 5 minutes from the house when Megan leaned out of her seat and started kissing Brian’s neck. Brian remained focused on the road, but it did not take very long for the blood to start rushing towards his rapidly hardening dick. Seeing the bulge forming in his pants, Megan licked his ear and then turned her attention down towards his crotch. It only took her a few moments have his dick out of his pants, and another few seconds until her head was bobbing up and down rhythmically.

Brian reclined his seat back a little farther and instinctively pressed his foot harder into the gas pedal. He was now in a race against the cock….errr clock, trying to make it back to the house before he made a mess on Megan’s face. Despite cutting his five minute drive down to only three minutes, by the time he pulled into the driveway, he knew that he was powerless to get out of this seat until Megan decided that he could get up. So he closed his eyes, reclined his seat and just let this beautiful blonde do what she was so good at. “Babe I’m close” he whispered, to give her a warning in case she didn’t want to swallow his load, but he knew that when she was in this sort of mood, she always finished strong. Not one to disappoint, Megan increases the speed of her sucking and finishes her boyfriend off with the vigor of a woman who has something to prove. “You’re turn baby” Megan says, pulling her head out of Brian’s lap and gathering her bag out of the back seat. “I’m gonna go brush my teeth real quick, you go lie down and get ready for me.”

Brian didn’t move, completely paralyzed by the blowjob he had just received. “Babe, I seriously don’t think I can move my legs right now.” He keeps his eyes closed and tries to catch his breath.

Megan, not being a very patient girl, began to pout and think of what she could do to get this bastard moving. She then decided to use her usual method of getting her way, and peeled off one of her cleats, followed by the long and sweaty soccer sock that she had just put through the ringer. She then gently placed the sock across her boyfriend’s face so he could breathe deeply from the wet, reeking garment. “Well for every minute that I spend waiting for you, I put one article of clothing in the washing machine. So if you don’t get your ass in there in the next five minutes, then this ass is talking a shower without you.”

She then pulls the sock off of Brian’s face and skips to the door, quickly flashing her ass to the stunned man recovering in the vehicle. Megan knew that when she finished brushing her teeth, Brian would be waiting patiently on the bed. She knew this because Brian had confided in her that he was incredibly aroused by both her feet and her ass. And since she had developed an obsession with playing with tiny humans, she was more than willing to oblige him the opportunity to experience her cute feet and round butt. While Brian was getting high off of her natural stench, Megan was imagining her boyfriend at only a few inches tall, getting pressed beneath her feet or between her cheeks. Sure enough, when she stepped out of the bathroom, Brian was lying on the bed like a good boy, waiting for his goddess to come place her hefty ass on his face. Megan sauntered over to the bed and removed her shirt and bra, letting her surprisingly large breasts get some fresh air. Next came her shorts, leaving nothing on but her spandex booty shorts.

Before she climbed up onto the bed, she decided that she was owed a little bit of ass kissing for the phenomenal game that she had played tonight ... literally. She walks over to where her boyfriends head was resting on a pillow and turned her back to him, crossing her arms and letting out a pouty “Hmph,” acting as if she was mad. Brian knew well enough that when she was faking being mad at him, she was looking for him to “grovel” for her attention. He then started to plant a barrage of tiny kisses on the incredibly sexy, but noticeably smelly butt hanging in front of his face. After Megan felt satisfied that her ass had been payed a proper tribute, she then peels off the sweaty spandex shorts, releasing a wave of tainted air that had been swirling around in her ass crack for who knows how long. And despite needing to physically recoil from the heat and smell coming off of Megan’s ass, Brian pulled as much of the rank air as he could into his lungs. Hearing Brian breathe so deeply behind her, was like an aphrodisiac for Megan. She knew just how powerful her stench must be right now, and yet her big strong boyfriend was soaking it up like he needed it to survive. She then quickly clambered up onto the bed, and stood with her feet on either side of Brian’s head, giving him a great view of her well maintained pussy and tight little asshole. She then began to lower herself as slowly as she physically could because the both of them loved this slow approach to his face’s demise. Brian stared up at the goddess who was currently letting her ass drop onto his face like it was the giant New Years Eve ball in Times Square. He could feel his erection reach full mast once again and he desperately hoped that Megan would polish him off again while she was perched on his face and he was eating her out. However, a couple of moments before her ass reached its destination on his head, Brian blacked out.

Groggy and confused, Brian awoke in a strange place surrounded by very unfamiliar terrain. His mind raced at a mile a minute as he tried to piece together what had happened. The last thing he remembers was Megan about to sit on his face. Looking around he couldn’t see Megan anywhere, nor could he see anyone else.

“Hello? Is anyone here?” he shouted, hoping for someone who might be able to fill him in on what had happened. Suddenly he heard an incredibly loud thumping sound from somewhere in this strange place, that he was beginning to realize sort of looked like his house. The only problem was that everything was……..

“Gigantic” was all that Brian could bring himself to say when Megan came around the corner, only now she was roughly the size of three skyscrapers.

“Oh my god finally!” the enormous goddess boomed down to him. As she approached the surface that he was standing on, Brian realized that she looked even bigger up close. She was so big in fact, that he noticed her navel was large enough for him to sleep in.

“What the…. What the fuck is going on?” he stammers, still suffering from shock.

“Well I grew…. Duh. I’m now the undisputed ruler of the world and you are my tiny little lover.” Megan giggled, toying with her boyfriend who was definitely not having as much fun as her. “Meg, babe. I’m kinda freaking the fuck out right now. Can you help me? I need to like… go to the hospital or something!” He says, still freaked out beyond belief.

“No baby, you can't go to the hospital yet!” she says which begins to make Brian panic even more. “We have the rest of the weekend to play around before I need to get back to class. You obviously won't be going back to work on Monday so lets just hang out for a couple days and then I’ll take you to your parents place on Sunday night.” “Babe what if I’m in danger? I could get hurt like this!”

“Oh relax Brian, my brother is only a tiny bit bigger than you are and I’m good about living in the same house as him.” She says putting her palm down on the table, waiting for her miniscule man to climb on. Brian hesitantly climbs onto the massive hand and he can instantly detect a familiar odor coming off of her fingers. Additionally He notices that while she is wearing just her bra and the spandex shorts from the game. “”Babe how long was I out? Did you like get a shower?” he asks.

“What's the matter? Do I stink or something?” she asks with a big goofy smile creeping across her face. “Is it my pits?” As she says this, she raises and arm and takes a quick whiff and looks back at Brian.

“I can’t tell if it’s me, what do ya think?” Megan then raises her hand up to her armpit so that her palm and fingers for a makeshift cell with one tiny little prisoner. It only takes a moment for Brian to go into sensory overload, as it becomes crystal clear that Megan did not in fact take a shower.

When Megan pulls the poor scared man out of her reeking armpit, she is laughing heartily while he is trying desperately to get out.

“Babe WHAT THE FUCK?” he screams up.

“Oh relax you big baby. If you can’t handle two seconds of my armpit then how are you supposed to survive between my asscheeks?” She looks at Brian, making him realize that she was being serious.

“What?! I’m not going in your fucking ass, im like an inch tall.” he shouts up at this increasingly bratty teenager.

“Excuse me?” she says instantly, with a sudden anger in her voice. “That’s not how we do this. I just sucked your fucking dick, so nowyou stay under my ass until I cum. That’s always been the deal.”

“That was before you could fit me inside your fucking asshole.”

“Thats right! You could fit on the inside of my asshole. I could just put you in there until I need to shit you out like any regular dump. But all that I’m asking of you is for you to hold up you’re end of the deal.” She says, not being totally unfair but Brian was still pretty worked up.

“Look babe, I’m sorry this is just weird for me. You get that right?”

“I know baby but you know that I wouldn't ever actually hurt you right? You know that I’ve always had this giantess fantasy, and let’s be honest, you've got some fetishes too.” she says, causing Brian to become somewhat embarrassed. “I never judged you for putting my sweaty socks in your mouth. And I never told anyone that you begged, begged me to fart on your face.”

Brian’s face was now beet red, and he hung his head shamefully. It was true, he was a deviant.
“Baby, I never said anything because I love you and I understand having an unusual fetish. All I’m asking is that you use this opportunity for just one little weekend, to make MY fantasy come true. I mean I might never get an opportunity again, but you could make it happen.” He looked up into her massive puppy dog eyes, and knew that he already didn’t stand a chance. He spoiled her like a princess and this would inevitably be no different.

“Besides, you love my butt. Now there's just a lot more of it.” She says playfully.

Brian lets out a deep sigh and says “Fine baby. You’re right as always. Just please promise me that once you finish, I get to come back out and we get to talk about this weekend.

“Of course sweetheart!” she says happily jumping up and down, her perky breasts doing the same thing. Megan raced into the bedroom and moments later returned with a small thong in hand. “What are you gonna do with that?” Brian said, suddenly very, very concerned. “Well you don't want me to push you all the way into my asshole right? This will keep you snug in case things get a little bumpy down there.” She then pulled off her spandex shorts and stepped her legs into the thong.

“Okay babe, I want you to focus on my asshole, and I'll do all the work in the front. This shouldn’t be a problem with the two of us working at it.” Megan said confidently. Then as she pulls the skimpy pair of underwear up towards her torso, she picks up Brian’s tiny body between her two fingers and gently tucks him into the strap of fabric that will shortly be pressed into her sweaty little dirt button. “Oh and I’d recommend giving it your best effort, I figured you would be happier if I didn’t shower so it’s still pretty swampy back there.” And without waiting a second to hear Brian’s response, the blonde bombshell pulls the thong up firmly between her cheeks, sealing her little plaything in his new hellish surroundings. To really give him the experience that “he wants,” She then pulls her skin tight spandex shorts back up over her firm mounds. She can tell that Brian is instantly uncomfortable being surrounded by her potent stench. Feeling his struggles deep between her cheeks is causing her face to feel incredibly flushed. She then grabs some plastic garbage off of the kitchen counter and walks into the kitchen to throw it into the trash can. She drops the refuse in the bin… on top of the two Taco Bell bags that she had dropped in there just before Brian woke up.

Megan then strolls over to the couch and plops her hefty hindquarters down on top of a man who first night as an RP is about consist of sucking farts out of his high school girlfriends ass. Once she shifts around and gets comfortable, she idly sticks her hand down the front of her pants and begins to play with her pussy. Fair is fair after all.

Megan continuously works her fingers around her pussy lips, but the enthusiasm is definitely lacking. Additionally she can’t stop herself from releasing fart after heinous fart. It seems as though all the fast food tacos aren’t agreeing with her tummy. Because of this fact she just cannot bring herself to get excited. It might also have something to do with the fact that she fingered herself as soon as she found a tiny unconscious Brian lying in a pool of sweat on the bed sheets left by her big booty.

“Oh well, it seems like this just isn’t happening tonight. We can try again in the morning.” Megan says to herself as she gets up off the couch.

She then gets in bed so that she can wake up nice and refreshed in the morning. She considered taking Brian out from between her cheeks, but she stopped herself because “a deal’s a deal.” Once she gets under the covers, Megan pulls a second comforter on top of her slender body. It might be May, but she doesn’t want to risk getting cold.
Several farts later, Megan is fast asleep and Brian is vigorously licking her farting asshole, trying his damndest to bring this girl to orgasm so he can get the fuck out of this disgusting shit smelling prison. PFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTT

“Goodnight sweetie” she mumbles in her sleep.

The Game

The weekend has finally arrived! Thursday night Ashley left to get a head start on her weekend with Alexis. And you were left alone with Megan until Saturday. Surprisingly though it was a fairly pleasant couple of days. The two of you ended up watching a couple movies together and when you were enjoying some alone time, she didn’t do anything to mess with you. Perhaps most surprisingly was when she passed gas at dinner one night, she even apologized rather than her usual habit of offering to tuck you under her meaty cheeks.

You didn’t want to jinx it but you were becoming hopeful that the events of the other night were just a bad combination of drinking, pent up frustrations and unusual circumstances. That being said, you would be much more comfortable about spending time around Alexis if you had both of your sisters on your team.

Well today is the day, you take a little road trip with Megan. You’ve got a couple days worth of clothes packed up, along with plenty of snacks and water. You’ve google the address and it appears that you’ll be on the road for about 3 and a half hours, excluding any stops for bathroom breaks.

As you wait in the living room, Megan comes down the hall dressed in your college’s team uniform. “Ready to go short stuff?” She asks, picking up her bag and lowering her hand down for you to climb on.

“I was born ready blondie” you shout up to the gigantic athlete while stepping into her palm. You can smell the faint aroma of strawberries now that you have stepped into her palm. It appears that she has applied a bit of lotion to her hands. You're genuinely grateful that she seems to be making a conscious effort to smell nice for your sake. The two of you then hop into Megan’s car and she drives you both onto campus. Once you arrive, Megan drops you off at the RP recreation booth as she heads off to meet up with her team. You hang out in the specialty protected area with all of the other RPs who are on campus to either just hang out and socialize or participate in various school sponsored events like watching sporting events.

The great part about the RP rec center is that not just anyone can get inside. The only person who can access the space is a single employee assigned to the rec center at that time, and they can only open the first entryway room where RPs can be dropped off or picked up. This amount of privacy from giant humans gives you a sense of serenity that you really don’t get anywhere else. While waiting for the players to take the field you idly chat with some of the other folks waiting around, when out of the corner of your eye you spot a familiar face. Sitting alone in the corner of the room, you see the pretty barista from the coffee shop a couple days ago. She’s sitting down looking at her phone, and she appears to be waiting to watch the game as well. You work up every bit of courage that you have inside you and casually stroll over to where the beautiful woman was quietly sitting.

“Uh hi, do you mind if I sit here?” You ask, more nervous than you’ve been in quite a while.
“No of course not, I’d enjoy the company.” She says, her face seemed to light up when she noticed you standing before her.

“Great, it’s always nice to have someone to talk with. My name is Max by the way.”
“Liz. It’s a pleasure to meet you Max. Are you here to watch the soccer game?” She asks. You notice that she is making a good deal of eye contact with you, and it’s filling you up with self confidence. “Yea, my sister is a starter so I’m out here to support her.” “Aww how sweet of you, it’s nice to hear that you’ve got a good relationship with your sister. Is that who you came into the coffee shop with the other day?” She asks. Confirming your idea that she was eyeing you then too.

“Umm no actually, that was my twin sister Ashley. Megan is my other sister, the blonde down there number 7.” You say pointing out that the girls had just taken the field. You and Liz continue chatting back and forth as the game begins. For the next 80 minutes or so the two teams battle it out and the score is tied 3-3. It was a pretty fun game to watch and you were ecstatic to see that Megan scored two goals for her team. Liz was pretty excited for you as well because when Megan scores her second goal, Liz jumps up and places her hand on your shoulder.

“Oh my god she is amazing Max, look at her go!”

“Yea she’s pretty good at what she does, that’s for sure” you reply, focused on Liz’s small hand resting on your shoulder.

When you return your focus to the game you notice that Megan once again has the ball and there is only about a minute left in the game. You’re heart is racing as your sister dribbles last several opponents moving quickly towards the enemy goal. However before Megan gets a chance to put a shot on goal, an opposing midfielder quickly runs up behind Megan and manages to step in front of her and get the ball away. As this young woman turns and pushes in the other direction, Megan sprints after her. In a matter of seconds the two of them have managed to cross back to the home teams side of the field, when Megan makes an attempt to steal the ball back for herself. Unfortunately the enemy player sees Megan’s attempt and through some pretty impressive footwork, she easily steps around Megan, who get caught up in her own feet and trips to the ground. Another couple of seconds later, the girl from the other team takes a last second shot on goal that, by some miracle, manages to hit the top corner of the goal and soars into the back of the net. With only four seconds left on the clock, the home team is left with a sour mood when time runs out and the enemy team is left victorious.
The mood in the spectator room has also dropped off significantly, as you look over to Liz who has an empathetic look on her face.

“Ohh that sucks, I really thought they were gonna win that.” She says, her shoulders slumped a bit in disappointment. “Well it was still a great game, and I had a really fun time watching with you Max.” She places her hand on your leg when she says your name.

“Yea I had a great time Liz. It was amazing getting to know you, and I’d like to see you again sometime. Maybe we can grab coffee?” You ask, a split second before you remember that she works in a coffee shop. “Or not coffee, maybe dinner or something. I don’t know.” You can’t stop yourself from rambling now.

“That sounds really nice Max. Let me give you my IM name” she giggles at your nervous mannerisms and takes your phone to input her info.

Unfortunately miniature phones don’t work the same way that regular cell phones do, so they don’t allow for texting or calling without an active internet connection.

“Cool I’ll shoot you a me-“ Suddenly you are cut off by a voice coming over the PA system. “Max Reed you have a visitor at the entrance”

“Oh Megan must be outside already, I kinda figured she would be with the team for a bit.” You say a bit disappointed that your time with Liz is coming to a close.

“Oh, okay then.” She says clearly a bit disappointed as well. “Well shoot me a message sometime and we can get together.” She says mustering up a big smile that just melted you to your core. “Of course, I’ll definitely be reaching out to you this week! I’m gonna be out of town for the next day or so but I’ll call when I’m back. Again, thanks so much for watching the game with me.” You reach step forward and embrace Liz in a gentle hug, to which she responds by squeezing her arms quite tightly around you.

“Bye Max! Have fun!” She says as you walk back towards the entrance of the rec center. You look back over your shoulder to see this beautiful barista still standing there waving at you. You’ve got a big goofy smile on your face the entire walk back to the entrance way and you’re stomach feels like it’s full of butterflies. When you reach the entrance room, you press the button on the intercom and speak your name into the speaker. Then a teenage employee of the school pulls off the ceiling to the room and you look up to see Megan looking sweaty, exhausted, and very annoyed. She doesn’t say a word when she lowers her hand into the room and you step into her palm to be carried away. Megan then closes her fist around you and begins carrying you to the car, rather than placing you on her shoulder. It’s very clear to you that her mood has taken a hit because of the loss and you’re wanting to console her but currently you’re feeling a bit trapped in her giant fist. “Uhh it was a good game Meg, I was really proud of you!” You shout up, hoping you can improve her mood a bit.

“Yea really funny smart ass.” Megan spits down to you, clearly too pissed off to be reasoned with.

“I’m being serious, it was an intense game and you scored twice. I thought you were gonna get a third until that other girl-“

“Where the fuck are my keys” Megan shouts angrily to no one in particular. She begins patting herself down, searching for keys in her uniform that doesn’t have any pockets.

Then suddenly she drops her bag on the ground and kneels down to search through it. And then in order to free up a spare hand, she lifts up one of her arms and unceremoniously presses you into the armpit of her shirt. You don’t have any time to protest before her arm comes back down and you’re sealed in a tomb of rampant body odor.

Not again, not this again. You were having such a good time with Megan lately and now she has one bad game and stuff you in her reeking pits? What the fuck is wrong with her? And why does she need to take it out on you?

After a couple minutes of marinating in your sisters wretched armpit, you are pulled back into the glorious fresh air.

“What the fuck Megan, that was fucking gross” You say spitting her sweat out onto her fingers.
Megan opens the door to the car and throws all of her crap in the passenger seat. After climbing into the drivers seat she just sits there for a few seconds staring at you. You can see droplets of sweat still forming on her forehead and you know that her body is still overheating quite a bit. “Look I know you’re pissed off about the loss but you can’t just drop me in your armpit like that. It’s disgusting.” You scold your giant sister. However this time you think about what happened the last time you tried to discipline the massive young woman. Still saying nothing Megan just continues to stare at you with a look of pure anger in her eyes. Slowly she just raises her other arm above her head and your eyes are drawn to the smelly prison you has just escaped from. You just sit quietly waiting for what is going to happen next. Too afraid to move a muscle, until suddenly you are carried over to Megan’s sweaty pit. This time however, she uses her fingers to adjust the sleeve of her shirt until you’re face to face with her massive bare armpit. The raw smell coming off from her sweaty skin is making you sick to your stomach and you want to just cry.

“Meg please! Why are you doing this to me? I’m sorry for whatever I did, I just want us to go back to being friends. Please” You whimper pathetically. Normally you would be more stern with your bratty mood swinging sister, but you’ve been down this road before and her armpits are some of the worst smelling torture that she could subject you to. Especially since you’re pretty sure that she didn’t bother with deodorant this morning. “Lick” She says simply, holding your face so incredibly close to her pit.

“What? Lick your armpit? No fucking way, that’s insane.” You shout up in protest. She has clearly lost her mind if she thinks that you’re gonna lick her smelly pit.

Without another word, she pushes your face directly into her pit and then lowers her arm again sealing you in. While you marinate in her stink, she starts the car and begins to drive away.
You can’t tell exactly how long it’s been but you definitely regret not listening to her now. The heat in her underarm is downright unbearable and you’re pretty sure that you’ve forgotten what regular air is.

Eventually the arm is lifted up and you can feel the cool air at the back of your neck. However you didn’t actually fall down. As you try to push yourself off from your sisters skin, it becomes obvious that you’ve been stuck to her skin from the dried sweat. “Well if you want to stay there, I’ll let you.” You hear Megan say, still quite a bit of irritation in her voice.

Furiously you try to trash your way off of your sisters sticky skin. After pushing yourself off with every last drop of strength that you have in your tiny being, your skin finally become unbound from hers and you go tumbling out of her armpit and into her palm. You look up at your evil captor, and she returns a cold and unfeeling gaze back towards you. You have no idea what caused such a sudden shift in her demeanor.

After a few moments of tense silence, Megan simply raises you up to her face and glares daggers down into your tiny soul and speaks one word that takes the wind from your lungs.

“Lick”

The Road Trip

“Lick”

That word is ringing around in your head. Your heart is telling you to scream at this bitch and tell her to fuck off. But your mind has shut down your ability to use your vocal chords, to prevent you from winding up back in Megan’s armpit. You hang your head in defeat and mutter something that Megan can’t quite make out.

“What was that?” She asks, coiling her fingers around you like a massive python.

“Fine.” You repeat a little louder. Hoping that no one other than your tormentress would hear you admit defeat.

Megan cracks a wide smile as she raises you up to her well shaven, but completely unwashed armpit. You are once again face to face with one of the most foul odors on the planet. And even though every fiber of your being is screaming at you not to do it, you swallow your pride, stick out your younger and place one tiny wet lick on the acrid flesh before you. After a couple of seconds of you waiting to be removed from this hellhole, you notice that your sister’s gargantuan arm begins to descend behind you. Afraid of being locked away again, you throw all your inhibitions to the wind and begin furiously licking at her massive armpit.

Just before the darkness envelops you, the arm stops its descent and Megan’s giant hand pulls you out of the BO ridden pit and up to her smiling face. Somehow it looks like her attitude has done a complete 180, because the bright and bubbly expression looking down at you now was not the same monster that used your face like a deodorant stick.

“See? That wasn’t so hard now was it? You’re such a good little man!” Megan raises you up to her face and plants a large kiss on your entire face. She then lifts you up slightly higher until you are just below her massive nostril. Looking inside the dark cave, you can see that it is remarkably clean and you thank God for that… not that you can honestly say that you believe in a god after the things you’ve been through. “Now we’ve got about three and a half hours until we get to the cabin so how about we talk about what kind of ride you want to have.” Megan drops you down on the passenger seat of the vehicle as she continues to speak.

“It seems to me that this weekend can go one of two ways. Either you help me get what I want, and you get to live a happy carefree life outside of my sneakers…..”

That particular option definitely seems quite preferable to you, however you have no idea what is going on inside this young blonde’s mind. What exactly DOES she want? And how are you going to help?

Megan continues still not taking her eyes off of the road. “Alternatively you can continue to be a stubborn little bug and I can promise you that you’ll spend the bulk of your days taped to the back of a thong. My thing to be specific.” Megan giggles and wiggles her ass as she makes her threat. “So what’s it going to be?”

“What the fuck are you talking about Megan? And why are you doing this to me? What makes you hate me so much?” You say starting to breakdown a bit. The sudden increase of sweat and stink introduced into your life has obviously started to take its toll on your psyche.

“Oh Maxxy,I don’t hate you. You’re my brother and I love you!” She says a sudden look of concern painted on her face.

“Then why make me smell your feet? Why rub me in your armpits and fart on me? That doesn’t seem like love to me?” You ask, searching for some sort of logic in her actions.

“Max, I don’t play with you because I want to. I play with you because I don’t have any alternatives.” She says, confusing you even more. “I don’t expect you to understand this, but there’s a certain feeling of power that comes from dominating someone like you. So I don’t want you kissing me feet per se, but I don’t have anyone else who is going to do it. Do you understand?”

You didn’t. You didn’t understand at all. This outlook of hers seemed incredibly dark to you. I mean sure you knew she was obsessed with shrunken people, and she had a weird thing about her own body odor….. but this was just insane.

“No Megan I don’t understand. I don’t see ho-“ you start to say before you get cut off.
“Look it doesn’t matter if you understand. It’s like Alexis said, ‘A goddess doesn’t concern herself with the opinions of mortals.’ So the only thing you need to understand is that if you don’t want to be my little plaything, you need to help me get my hands on a replacement.” She says, this time looking down at you in the passenger seat.

“Uhhhh, how am I supposed to do that?” You ask. You were genuinely curious what part you had to play in all this, but if it saved you from a future between her cheeks then you were at least interested.

“Well I’m glad you asked. Now you’re not going to like it, but I need you to do whatever Alexis wants you to do when we get to the cabin. You’re going to go along with whatever she says and you’re gonna have to do some things that you won’t enjoy.” Megan says. You can hear a bit of hesitation in her voice, almost as if she isn’t quite giving you the full story of what is going on.
“Doing things like what? And what does Alexis have to do with any of this?” You ask, trying to get just some bit of information that you can wrap your mind around.

“Well Alexis has a couple of tinies, and she is willing to give one to me. But in order for that to happen, I need to get you to cooperate.” Megan looks down at you when she says this. You stare up into her giantess eyes, trying to figure out if she is joking or not.

“She’s going to give you an RP? Megan that’s insane, we're people not toys.” You shout up at her. This is starting to make you angry again. For all these years has Megan just not considered you to be a human being?

“Max I don’t want to have this argument with you. I know you’ll never see it my way, but a human being can’t fit their entire body in my shoe, but you on the other hand…” her voice trails off, reminding you of the precarious situation that you are in.

“Well what the hell does Alexis want anyways.” You ask, even though in your heart you already know.

“She wants to break you.” Megan says bluntly. “But all you really need to do is make her think that she’s won, and I’ll get what I want. Then once I’ve got my own tiny servant, we can convince Ashley together that Alexis is no good for her.”

You can’t believe that Megan expects you to go through with this. First of all, you know that in order to convince Alexis, you’re going to need to let both her and probably Ashley dominate you. It will destroy your very soul to be tortured by your twin sister whom you love with all of your heart. Second of all, just because you want Megan to stop torturing you doesn’t mean that you want her torturing someone else instead.

“No Megan, I’m not going to play a part in you-“ you try to say, before Megan slams on the brakes and you’re sent tumbling off the seat.

You are completely disoriented by the sudden stop of the vehicle. You cannot see Megan anymore from the floor of the vehicle, but you can hear her shuffling around. “MEGAN WHAT THE FUCK! Do you have any idea how dangerous that was?” You scream. How can she be this reckless with your life. Torturing your sense of taste and smell is one thing but you could’ve been killed.

When Megan’s head does eventually appear above you, she does not look happy. Not that she looks angry, but more like she disappointed with you.

“Well I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t hoping I would need to do this. I’m gonna give you the next couple hours to think about my proposal. I’ll take you out when we’re a little closer to the cabin.” As Megan is talking, her large hand begins descending towards you until her slender fingers wrap around your miniscule form. Lifting you off the ground, she brings you over to her side of the vehicle. You start to thrash violently when you see that she has her shoe sitting in her lap.
“No Megan, please don’t! I’ll do whatever you want just not in there!” You plead for mercy from an indifferent goddess.

“Sorry Max, but I need to be sure that you’re going to work with me here. And just so you know…” she says while dropping you into the sweaty sneaker. “No socks means my toes are gonna be nice and sweaty. Hahaha” it’s clear that despite what she is saying, she doesn’t have a single reservation about wielding her power over you.

“I’m begging you not to do this! Please Megan, please.” You now scream up to her in vain. But the massive coffin slowly moves back to the floor, and your view of your sisters pretty face is quickly replaces with the bottom of her sole. Slowly her toes approach the mouth of the shoe, and you retreat into the toe section. While the smell gets so much worse hear, you believe it is the only location that will prevent you from getting squished. The light inside the sneaker soon disappears as your sisters gigantic, disgusting sweaty toes start crawling towards you. And even though you cannot see the toes approaching in the darkness, you can hear the loud squelching sound as the toes press into the sweat soaked insole beneath you. You decide to lie down and curl up in a ball before the sweaty piglets get their chance to push you down into the swamp-like surface of the insole. Once the toes reach you, they effortlessly glide over top of you and finally settle into their resting position. Humiliated, you sit and sulk in yet another disgusting prison of your sister’s design. And once again you find yourself wanting to cry. Suddenly through the darkness you can hear a muffled version of Megan’s voice.

“Max, I don’t know if you can hear me. I’m sure you’re trying to focus on appreciating the smell, but I need you to do something for me… Get licking hahahahaha.” You can hear her cruel laugh coming from the section of the car that isn’t polluted with her wretched foot stink. You consider playing deaf, until her toes wrap even tighter around you and start to push you into the flesh of her foot.

Broken hearted and defeated, you stick your tongue out and start licking the salty flesh. Feeling your tiny licks on her sole, Megan chuckles to herself. She then turns on the heat in the car and sets the vents to warm up her feet. Satisfied with your torture, Megan rolls down the window, turns up the music and continues driving to the cabin.

———————-3ish hours later————————

Suffering in the swealtering hellhole that is Megan’s gym sneaker, you try to find some corner of your mind where you can go to hide from reality. Mindlessly licking your brat sisters sweaty foot, you think about the nice afternoon you down with Liz. Her beautiful face is the only thing that keeps you from going insane while locked away in the fetid darkness of this shoe. Having no concept of time in this place, you can only assume that you’ve been riding here for days… there’s no way that it hasn’t been more than a few hours. Megan must’ve arrived at the cabin decided not to let you out and then proceeded to wear you around for the next couple days, not even taking the sneaker off to sleep. The logical part of your mind knows that this isn’t true, but it seems like Megan’s intense foot stink has started to affect your brain.

Eventually, as if a portal to heaven was opening up, the toes pushing you down into the sweat soaked insole are pulled off of your body and out of the shoe. You try to get up and run towards the light but your muscles are severely cramped from being squashed for so long. You quickly stumble and plant your face directly into the sweaty, stinky foam. You feel so weak, unable to even pull your face out of a pool of Megan’s sweat. Perhaps your will drown in it, putting an end to your suffering after all of this torment.

It appears that your goddess, however, has other plans for your life. The shoe is then lifted off of the floor and tilted in a way that you begin to tumble down out of the shoe and into Megan’s lap. You try to croak out to her, begging for mercy from the evil titan, but it appears that your throat is too dry to do so. Very gently, Megan lifts your frail body off of her lap and places you carefully on the passenger seat. When you open your eyes again, you see that Megan has retrieved your bags and placed them near you. You rip the bag open and begin frantically searching for the bottled water that you packed up. After quenching your thirst and wasting an entire bottle just washing the taste of footsweat out of your mouth. You love to the farthest section of the seat and lie down. Your hoping that Megan will just let you sleep until you can be reunited with Ashley. However it appears that Megan has no intention of letting you rest. “Well Maxxy, did you consider my offer a little more? You could make it so you never have to take another whiff of my feet ever again! Isn’t that what you want?” She asks, almost pleading with you to agree with her.

“Megan it isn’t right.” You whimper. “No one should need to smell your feet, were human beings and this is sick.” “Jesus Max, you aren’t getting it are you?” She shouts down at you, causing you to flinch. “You don’t get to decide what I do, if I want a tiny person to smell my feet, lick my armpits or wipe my ass then I’m going to fucking get one! And I’m going to do it because you tiny little shits can do literally nothing to stop me!”

You stare up at your demented sister, who is now shouting at the top of her lungs.
She continues, “The only thing that you get to decide, is who gets to spend the rest of their miserable life washing my body with their tongue.”

At this moment you’re far too afraid to say anything to the unhinged giantess, lest you bring her wrath down on yourself again. Eventually she takes a deep breath and composed herself. “Look Max, I’m gonna give you one last chance to think it over. There’s about a half hour left until we get to the cabin, so here’s what we’re gonna do. I’m gonna stop at this place and grab a quick burger for lunch and then we will finish the ride. And in the meantime, you’re going to be riding under my ass.” She says, moving her hand towards you.

“Megan wait, I just got out of your shoe. Let me get a break” you plead.

“Sorry big bro, but I can’t let you catch your breath. Think of it like this, if you don’t help me out, then you will spend the majority of your time in my ass. So I really urge you to think about it.” Her giant hand shoots out towards you and easily snatches you up off the seat.

You can’t believe this, straight out of the frying pan and into the buttcrush. You begin to realize that arguing with Megan isn’t going to work. You now see that you’re moral compass is only going to cause you more pain and suffering in the long run, and if Megan can get her hands on someone else to torture, maybe you’re life can go back to normal.

“Megan wait, you win.” You say, hanging your head in defeat. “I’ll do it, I’ll play along with Alexis and get you your new slave, just please make it stop.

“Oh Max I’m thrilled to hear you say that. You’re making the right decision, but I hope you understand that I need to make sure that you do what I say. So you’re still going under.” She says, looking almost empathetic. “No, no you promised!” You scream. You already have in why does she need to squish you still?

“What I said is that when I have a new tiny person in my hands, then I won’t need to use you anymore. And until then I need to make sure you know that a lifetime serving my desires is a lot worse than a couple days of licking Ashley’s feet or whatever other bullshit Alexis has in store for you. So while you’re between my cheeks I want you to really take in the smell, and understand what is on the line here.” Megan then brings you up to her face, plants another large kiss on yours, and then lowers you down to her seat. The massive booty in front of you begins to rise out of the seat and you can see a sweat mark right between the impression left by her sizeable cheeks. Megan then places your body in the middle of the sweat mark, face up, so that you can see her moon sized ass begin to lower towards you. The plump butt stops its descent a couple inches over your body, and her other hand comes down and grabs ahold of her left buttcheek. When she then begins to pull her cheeks apart, you can feel a wave of insanely hot and downright putrid air wash over you. It’s as though there was a seal of pure sweat containing all of the unholy essence that her ass has to offer, which she then broke, allowing the stink to pummel your tiny form.

Megan can feel you start to squirm more now that she has pulled her asscheeks apart and subjected you to the raw stench of her sweaty asshole. “It’s for the best.” She thinks to herself and she lowers her butt so that you are trapped directly in her oily crack, with only a thin layer of her shorts to separate your face from her right little asshole. Pfffffffffffttttttttttttttttt

A wave of euphoria washes over Megan as she unintentionally releases a ripe fart on her miniscule brother. She knows that you must be in agony under her crack, but even though she does in fact love you, she grows very wet from the idea that there is a helpless lifeform choking on the cloud of sulphuric ass gas that she just deposited.

Pulling up to the drive through window, Megan hands her card to the man behind the window. When the man reaches out to collect the card for payment, he recoils a bit and crinkles his nose. Evidently he caught a whiff of the fart lingering in the car and it caused him some sort of distress. Megan notices this fact and laughs internally while she takes back her card and collects her food. “If he thinks my fart was bad, I wonder how little Max is doing, hahaha.” Megan unwraps her burger as she pulls back into the street, when she feels another bubble of gas racing through her colon.

“Get ready Max, I’ve got a few more of those.”

The Lake House

You think back to some of the happier times in life. Learning to ride your bike with your dad, going to the junior prom before shrinking, being trapped in Megan’s shoe smelling her sweaty bare feet. Because even that horrible three hour stink session was like a Hawaiian vacation compared to the absolute hellscape that you found yourself in now.

You were broiling. The heat coming off of your sisters asshole was unbelievable and you felt like you were being cooked. Then there was the smell. When she first spread her cheeks you were washed with the stink of sweat and B.O. and then she went and farted on you. You were blasted point blank with a hurricane of shit stinking gas that, thanks to the size of your sister’s admirable asscheeks, had nowhere to escape to.

You couldn’t move a muscle and you were trapped in total darkness. You could feel the damp fabric in front of you, that was soaked in the sweat deposited there by your sister’s raunchy crack. Just beyond the fabric was something that will haunt your nightmares for years to come, maybe even forever. Megan’s gargantuan asshole pulled in and out very irregularly. Each time it did you thought you were going to be hosed with more of her shit flavored wind. Thankfully though, it only happened about 50% of the time that her dirt ring flexed at you.

You prayed for death. It could not be any worse than spending a single second more in between Megan’s disgusting cheeks.

Suddenly her ass lifted off of the seat and you drank the fresh air, filling your lungs with as much as clean air as possible. You begin to sob uncontrollably, as the pressure from your sister’s torment has clearly damaged your soul.

“Aww don’t cry little brother, you won’t have to even smell sissy’s big bad butt ever again…. if you just help me out. And if not then we turn this car around and drive home right now. But I gotta warm you that if you choose option B, you’re gonna ride back in my colon.” She said this last line so matter-of-factly. Like it wasn’t absolutely insane that she would push you past her sphincter for several hours if you didn’t do as she commanded.

“Okay okay you win. I will do anything you say just please don’t do that!” You beg.

“Awww Maxxy, you’re such a good boy! You’ll see when this is all over that this was the right call to make. You get to have your normal life back and I get someone else to be really mean to. I mean I’ve just been picking on you, but when Alexis gives me a new shrinkie, I’m gonna our that bad boy through the ringer.” She winks down at you as she says this, leading you to wonder what the fuck the ringer could possibly consist of.

“Okay so here is step one. If Ashley asks you how the ride went, you’re going to tell her that it was a fun ride with your little sister. Okay?”

You nod your head in agreement, after all you’ve been through, you honestly couldn’t give two shits about tattling in Megan.

“Great, and I’m gonna tell her that you spent the whole ride up in my sweaty shoes. And I’ll let her know that you were lapping up my foot sweat like a thirsty dog.” Megan says, her voice sounding almost giddy.

“Wait, then why am I lying to her?” You ask, confused as all hell.

“Well silly, we need her to think that you’ve got a bit of a foot fetish. Well actually, more of a stink fetish but we’ll get to that later.” Megan cracks a sly smile as she explains her plan to you.

“You see, this weekend, you and Ashley are gonna get real close. Think of it like bonding time. And the only way that she is going to do all the stuff that Alexis wants, is if she believes that you’re secretly into it.”

You’re starting to get an understanding of what Alexis wants from you, and it makes you sick to your stomach. “Megan I just want this to be over.” You reply meekly.

“I know sweetie, and it’ll all be over soon.” She says, raising you up to her big pink lips. You can smell an overwhelming scent of strawberries coming off of her lips. “All you need to do is put up with just a couple more days of smelly girls and you’ll be home free.”

Megan plants a large kiss on your face, and then proceeds to drag your body along the surface of her tongue.

Caught completely off guard you accidentally catch a good deal of her saliva in her mouth. Spitting and coughing you remark to yourself how her breath reeks of cheeseburgers and coke.

“Dammit Megan! Your breath smells like fucking burgers.” You shriek up to her.

“Well I can always stuff you back in my ass if you want, you can smell the cheeseburger again in about a half hour ahahahaha.” Megan shakes her ass a bit to show it off to you.
“Please don’t.” You reply, with a great deal of fear in your voice.

“Oh I’m just joking with you doofus. I wouldn’t actually fart on you!” She said with not a single hint of sarcasm in her voice.

You couldn’t believe this. This dumb blonde bitch just spent half an hour dumping rancid farts on your face, and she says she would never do something like that?

“What are you talking about you dumb bi-“ you cut yourself off before you can proceed to yell at your brat sister.

A wide grin crept across her face. “Smart boy Max, you just almost bought yourself some more time in the slammer.” She says slapping a hand in her large ass.

“Now let’s get you inside so we can see the girls”

Megan then places you on her shoulder and grabs some bags out of the car. The two of you then proceed to head into the large cabin sitting right on the lake.

“We made it” Megan shouts into the very imposing building after opening up the front door. A few seconds later you can hear the sound of some muffled voices coming from upstairs, followed by a high pitched giggle.

“Be right down!” You heat Alexis shout from the upper floor.

“Ugh, they’re up there fucking I just know it.” Megan says and rolls her eyes

You try not to think about your twin sister having sex with her psychotic girlfriend who wants nothing more than to humiliate and degrade you. Instead you’d rather think about a plan to make sure Megan gets what she wants and you can avoid suffering a terrible fate at the mercy of her bowels.

“So what does Alexis want me to do? How do you get this new prisoner so I can be left alone?” You ask quietly into your sister’s ear.

“Well I don’t know what she wants, but whatever she says, just go along with it. Like I said she wants Ash to think you’ve got a bit of a fetish for the smellier things in life. So you’ve just gotta lean into that and then when we all make it back home, and I have my new toy, I’ll help you convince Ash that Alexis is a bad choice and we’ll never see her again. Okay?” Megan asks firmly, trying to make sure that you don’t flake on her now that she’s so close.

“Okay fine.” You agree unenthusiastically.

“Oh my god you guys made it!” Alexis shouts at the top of her lungs. Bounding down the stairs Alexis races up to Megan and embraces her in a great big hug. Then suddenly her large eyes sweep over to you, causing your blood to run cold.

“And my favorite little man is here escorting his little sister. You’re such a sweetheart aren’t you Max. Now did you two have a nice little chat in the way up here about what I expect from our little gentleman?” Alexis asks, looking up from you back to your giant blonde sister.

“Well it took a little convincing, but he has come around to our side. And he’s all yours for the weekend.” Megan takes you off of her shoulder and drops you gently into Alexis enormous palms. Alexis then looks down at your tiny form and raises an eyebrow.

“Yes, Alexis. Whatever you want.” You hang your head in shame.

“So if I ask you to get on your knees and kiss my palm?” Alexis asks softly, not wanting her lover upstairs to hear.

Looking over to Megan who lightly nods her head, you then get down on your knees and plant a tiny kiss on her skin. While kissing her hand, you can’t help but notice a particular smell emanating from her giant fingers. But you push that thought from your mind before you manage to make any assumptions on what the smell is.

“Good boy, and if Ashley were to find you… oh I don’t know ... stuck in the bottom of my sweatiest, smelliest boot, what would you say to her?” Alexis asks, clearly enjoying the power rush as her nipples begin to poke through her very thin shirt.

All eyes are on you as the girls await your response.

“Then I ask her to put her foot inside.” You once again let your head fall, completely ashamed that these two petite girls have so completely dominated you.

“Ooooh that’s good.” Megan chimes in.

“Yea I like that answer quite a bit. Now what if one of us girls complains about having some pretty bad gas. What would you say then” Alexis raises her hand even closer to her face.

You swallow your saliva and look over to Megan for some assistance. But you sister just raises an eyebrow and waits for your response.

“Uhhhh I guess I would say… prove it?” You’re unsure if the girls will be satisfied with your answer.

“Ooooh what a nasty little man.” Alexis giggles clearly very satisfied with your answer. “Okay last question. Ash and I have been going for a little jog every morning. What do you do when we drop our sweaty clothes in the laundry room?”
*Sigh* “I’ll curl up and take a nap in the sweatiest, smelliest, nastiest piece of clothing I can find, alright?” You shout up with more than the recommended level of irritation in your voice.

“That’s fucking right you little shit.” Alexis glares down at you, asserting her dominance. “And you’ll do all of it without the damn attitude.”

“And what happens if we don’t get what we want Max?” Megan asks, sending the rising tension.

“You’ll punish me.” You reply bluntly, not wanting to anger these giant women more than you have.

“No Max, tell her what I’m going to do to you if I don’t get my way.” Megan pushes back, clearly she wants Alexis to know that you're under control.

“You’ll… push me up your…” You can’t quite bring yourself to say it. You want to cry again.

“Up my ass Max. If you don’t want to spend every morning waking up to my dinner from the night before pushing on your face, you’ll play along and you’ll lose the attitude.” She says, very assertively.

You just fall back to your knees and close your eyes. Too ashamed to look either of these demons in the eye, you simply reply “yes ma’am.”

“Well then, let’s get this show on the road. Welcome to my home, please make yourselves comfortable.” And right as Alexis is welcoming you into her lake house, Ashley comes downstairs to greet everyone.

Ashley Plays Along

Well the seeds have been planted. You’re continuing to do your part, and Ashley definitely thinks something weird is going on. You overheard Megan talking to Ashley about the ride down. She told her it was your idea to ride down in her gym shoes and that you had actually insisted that she skip showering and changing so you could “get to the cabin sooner.” Megan of course told Ashley that she figured that you just needed an excuse to keep her feet nice and smelly.

Rage built up inside you. You can’t believe that you’re letting her convince Ashley that you’re some kind of pervert. You want nothing more than to tell Ashley that Megan is a lying bitch and Alexis is no better. She could carry you to safety and leave these two bitches here to torment themselves.

As if she could read your mind, Megan looks over her shoulder and repositions herself so that her back is to you. She then pulls her shorts up nice and tight so that her ass is swallowing almost all of the fabric. You’ve seen the devastation that her ass could cause so you push the thought of escape out of your mind. Gotta stay focused on the goal at hand.

You turn your gaze back to the television in front of you. Maybe whatever home makeover bullshit the girls have been watching can help take your mind off of things.

“I don’t know, I just don’t understand it. How can he enjoy the smell of feet? It doesn’t make sense.” Ashley quietly asks Megan.

“Well you gotta look at their point of view.” Alexis says, joining into the conversation that is still within your earshot. “Shrinkies don’t get a whole lot of action, and so they get all this sexual tension built up inside them. So without a partner of their own to relieve all this tension, they end up developing unusual relationships with the people they spend all their time with. I mean you and your sister are definitely the hottest people he sees on a day to day basis.”

“Is true, we’re pretty fuckin hot.” Megan says, causing all the girls to chuckle.

“Why don’t you use this weekend as a little experiment? For the next couple days, the three of us are going to test the boundaries of his perversions, and by the time you go home, maybe he’ll be comfortable enough to be honest with you about it.” Alexis suggests. Her plan seems to be falling into place, all she needs now is for you to play your part well.

After another several minutes of hushed chatter between the trio of gorgeous giantesses, all three of them saunter over to the living room and take a seat.

Ashley and Megan are seated on either side of you and Alexis is sitting in the large recliner on the other side of the room. You look up at the two girls sitting on either side of you and you feel incredibly vulnerable. Typically you make it a point to sit on the armrest of a chair or on some sort of elevated position. This is because it drastically reduces the amount of time that you spend underneath an unaware giantesses ass. Alexis however has instructed you to sit directly on the center of any seat to increase the chance that Ashley crushes you with her “sexy ass” as Alexis phrased it.

You look up at Ashley who looks down at you, giving you a little smile, but something definitely seems off. Ashley then pulls her legs up underneath her and places her feet so that they’re only a few inches away from you. You look down at her pink ankle socks and see that, while they do look like a clean pair of socks, there’s a bit of dark discoloration on the sole. Perhaps the floors in this house aren’t the cleanest.

You look up at Alexis on the other side of the room who smiles her signature sadistic grin and raises an eyebrow, silently asking you what you’re going to do next. After a heavy sigh you try to quietly and nonchalantly shift a little bit closer to Ashely’s feet.

“At least her feet aren’t super sweaty.” You say to yourself, trying to find some sort of dignity in your life.

“Jeesh Ashley, your pretty much stepping on Max. You’re gonna stink him right off the couch.” Megan says, clearly trying to bait you into defending the smell of your twin sisters feet.

Apparently Megan doesn’t see any reason to be subtle about this whole thing so here it goes.
“Oh please, her feet smell like roses compared to your nasty toes.” You shout up in defense of Ashley.

“Roses huh? Well if you like em that much, get your face in there!” Megan says pushing this situation to its logical end.

You know better than to disobey something that Megan or Alexis ask you to do, so you solemnly walk over to Ashley’s cute pink socks, and look up to her face one last time before your shame yourself. You hope and pray that maybe she will pull her feet away and just refuse to participate in this charade. But you have no such luck Ash she looks down at you and flexes her slender toes in the sock.

You look back down, take a deep breath and then bury your face in the toe part of the sock. You leave your head submerged here for a few seconds, when you feel her toes squeeze your head a little bit. You try to pull your head off of her toes but it seems as though Ashley is now holding you hostage. Thankfully her feet don’t reek (possibly because you’ve built up a tolerance recently) but it’s still very uncomfortable.

Eventually Ashley releases your head and you’re sent tumbling backwards and end up lying on your back. You look around and see all three giantesses staring at you. Ashley is the first one to break the silence.

“Well how was it?” She asks, genuinely curious.

“Smells just fine to me.” You say. You see Ashley smile a bit, apparently pleased with the compliment.

“Well take a whiff of this for comparison.” You hear Megan say before a giant foot appears directly above you. Slowly her gigantic led starts to lower towards you, at speed that would allow you to get out of the way. However you know that she is expecting you to stay out and just accept your fate.

Slowly the foot descends and makes contact with your body. Megan’s sock is not at all like Ashley’s. Mainly because it is somehow already sweaty and disgusting smelling. How is that even possible? She changed as soon as you both got here, so it’s not logically possible for her socks to be this gross.

“Whatever, I can handle this. I’ve just gotta make it through the weekend.” You think to yourself.

Moments later the large foot is lifted off of your tiny frame. And are greeted by Ashley’s gigantic face looking down at you. She moves closer to your body to get a good look at you.

“Well it looks like he’s still breathing. Are you okay Max?” She asks before taking a couple sniffs of the air around you. “Megan how is it possible that your feet always smell so bad? You just changed didn’t you?”

“Haha yea I forgot to bring clean socks, I just grabbed some from the hamper. But they’re not that bad, are they Max?” Megan says looking down at you with a look of pure joy written on her face.

You grit your teeth, but you’re not about to give up now.

“They aren’t that bad. I mean they don’t smell as good as Ashley’s feet, but I’ve certainly smelled worse.” You say, and technically you aren’t lying.

“Oh so her feet smell good? You hear that Ashley? You can bottle up your foot sweat and sell it as perfume.” Megan jokes, laughing loudly at her own joke. You look up at Ashley who is now blushing and giggling.

“Well if we’re being fair I think he need to take quick sniff of Alexis’s feet. That way he can tell us which one he likes the best!” Ashley says, laughing as she looks over to her barefoot girlfriend. You can’t believe that Ashley is now suggesting that you volunteer to smell someone’s feet. You could understand it from Megan and pretty much expect it from Alexis but not Ashley. Shoe couldn’t have turned on you this quickly.

“Well what do you say Maxxy poo? Do you wanna come over here and take a quick sniff? Unless you’ve had enough sweaty lady feet for one day.” Alexis says. She even offered you an out, but knew that you were too smart to take it.

“Well I guess fair is fair.” You say, not falling into her trap. “Can someone bring me over there? I’d hate to keep a lady waiting while I climb down off the couch.”

Suddenly Megan launches up off the couch and dashes towards the door. You’re confused and paranoid about what she is up to. After a few seconds she comes back around the corner with a shoe in hand.

“Here you are sir, hop in this luxurious shuttle and I’ll guide you over to Alexis’ pretty toes, post haste.” Megan says in a ridiculous British accent, eliciting a laugh from the other girls.

You roll your eyes and jump down into the shoe. The landing is soft and you notice that the shoe doesn’t smell nearly as bad as you thought it would be. You press your palms against the insole and feel that while it is a bit damp, it’s not quite the ocean of sweat that was inside of Megan’s gym shoes. The shoe then begins to fly around the room as you assume that Megan is delivering you to Alexis on a smelly platter.

Moving up and down, from side to side, and you’re pretty sure you might’ve done a loop-de-loop too. You’re beginning to feel some motion sickness, and pray that Megan just brings you over to Alexis so you can smell the bitches feet and get it over with.

Suddenly the shoe stops and you look out through the opening but you can’t see anything but the ceiling.

“Excuse me Ma’am but is this your glass slipper?” Megan says, continuing her stupid British accent. You’re not sure what she’s up to but this Cinderella parallel makes you nervous.

“Only one way to find out.” You hear a voice say, but you don’t want it to be true. It was Ashley and it sounds like she’s about to…

Before you can finish your thought, a familiar pink sock starts to slither its way into the mouth of the shoe. Moments later Ashley’s foot plows over your body and comes to rest in the sneaker. This is much less comfortable than simply burying your head in her toes, because now the massive weight of her gigantic foot is pushing you roughly into the damp insole of the shoe.
Eventually Ashley pulls her foot out of the shoe and you roll back into the heel area, looking out into the room where three enormous women sit laughing at your predicament. Before you can get your bearings, the shoe starts to move incredibly erratically again.

When the rollercoaster finally comes to a halt you sit and wait for the next foot to crush you.
“My lady would you like to try on this slipper?” Megan continues.

“Well if you insist.” Alexis says, peering down into the shoe and seeing your pathetic little body at the mercy of her feet. Alexis takes the shoe from Megan and tilts it so that you roll down into the toe section. Once you’re all the way down, Alexis quickly stuffs her bare feet into the shoe. Evidently she is less interested in teasing you, than she is in squashing you.

Once you’re stuck beneath her toes, she hops up off of the recliner and does few dance moves. She swirls around one one foot, placing all of her weight on top of you. She finishes her pirouette with a firm slap on her ass and a wink to your twin sister. Ashley, while turned on by the shapely ass of her lover, is concerned that her twin brother will be reduced to a red pulp under Alexis’ foot. Fetish or no, she wouldn’t ever want you to get hurt.

“Oh my god Alexis you’re going to crush him, you can’t stand on him like that! Take him out right now.” Ashley demands, taking a firm stance to protect your well-being.

“Babe it’s okay.” Alexis says, walking over to Ashley to wrap her up in a tender embrace. “Tinies are basically indestructible, I mean if you really wanted to get rid of him you could, and I wouldn’t leave one outdoors where an animal could scoop them up, but you could pretty much swallow Max and he would come out just fine. I mean it would probably take a day or two and he’ll smell pretty bad, but he would be good as new!”

“Wait, really?!” Both Megan and Ashley day in unison. Evidently they were so busy keeping you safe that they hadn’t been given an opportunity to find out that an RPs physical endurance was inversely correlated to their size.

“How did you two not know about this?” Alexis asks. “Oh my god, you can have so much more fun with Max when you toss your inhibitions to the wind.”

“I don’t know if I want to have fun with Max if it means hurting him.” Ashley says still concerned for your safety.

“Didn’t you hear her?” Megan adds in. “Max is more durable than we are! You could finally bring him with you when you run that thanksgiving 5K.”

“Meg I’m not gonna keep him in my shoe during a race that long!” Ashley thinks about how rough that would be for you.

“I didn’t say shoe. Maybe you tuck him between those bubbly cheeks.” Megan responds slapping Ashley in the ass.

“Knock it off Meg that’s twice as gross.” Ashley says sternly, not even entertaining the idea.
“I don’t know babe, I’ve been back there and I think it’s pretty hot.” Alexis says, knowing that flattery will get her a long way with Ashley who is now blushing like crazy. “Listen let's all go grab some lunch in town and we can talk about whether Max should go in Ashley’s shoes or up her cute pooper!”

Ashley rolls her eyes, and heads over to the door. “Well let’s get Max out of there so he can have some food.”

“Cmon Ash, let him stay there for a while. We can take him out later if he wants to.” Alexis says putting on her other shoe.

“Ugh, fine. But he comes out to eat with us at the restaurant.” Ashley begrudgingly agrees.

Alexis does a happy little jump and closers her increasingly sweaty toes around you. The three girls head out the door to enjoy a day in town, while you get to “enjoy” Alexis’ rank feet.

Out to Lunch

You’re in complete agony stuck under Alexis’ toes. She won’t stop flexing her toes on you and the amount of sweat her foot is producing is rivaling that of Megan’s foot. You can hear bits and pieces of the conversations and it appears that the girls have taken some time to do some shopping in the touristy town near Alexis’ lake house.

In another life you’d be happy spending a day shopping with these three gorgeous women. You love your sister’s and just getting the chance to spend time with them always filled your heart with joy.

But that was not what you were doing now. Sure you spent several hours of a warm summer day walking around visiting different stores and sites with the ladies. However, you spent all of your time stuck under the disgusting toes of your least favorite person in the world. Instead of filling your heart with joy, you were filling your mouth with foot sweat.

As if your prayers had been answered, the warden of your cell pulled her foot out of the shoe and dumped your puny body into her palm. Once your eyes adjusted to the light you see three beautiful faces starting down at you with wide smiles plastered across their faces.
“Well how was the ride short stack? I can feel my toes getting pretty greasy down there. You sure it wasn’t too smelly for ya?” Alexis asks holding back a hearty laugh. She then holds up her shoe for the other two girls to confirm how bad the shoe smells. Apparently neither of the girls is interested in experiencing what you’ve gone through. Hypocrites.

“All jokes aside Max, are you alright? That had to be rough.” Ashley says, with genuine concern in her voice.

You look up at all three faces before responding. “No no it’s fine. It’s all in good fun right.” You lie to her face.

“Well you two get us all a table, I’m going to take Max into the bathroom and get him cleaned up.” Ashley says to the other gigantic women. She gently lifts you out of Alexis palm and carries you over to the ladies bathroom.

Once in the ladies room Ashley sets you down on the sink and begins to run some warm water. You strip off your clothes down to your boxers and get ready for an emergency shower.

“So tell me for real, no one else is here so you can be honest with me, do you really like feet? I mean Alexis was barefoot and it’s hot as hell out there today. And Megan said you rode out here in her gym shoes. Those things are rancid.” Ashley says, pulling a small bottle of body wash out of her handbag.

You take a drop of the soap and begin lathering yourself up. All alone in the bathroom, you think that perhaps you could end this whole thing right now. You tell Ashley what Alexis and Megan have done to you and then you’re home free. But in the back of your mind you consider the things that Megan said. If you blow her in and she ever gets a hold of you, she’ll push you’re small defenseless body up her ass and you may never get back out.

“Seriously Ashley it’s fine.” You decide to play it safe.

“You keep saying it’s fine, but what does that mean? Do you like it? You like feet? Or sweat, or butts, or bad smells? Explain it to me. I want to understand. You’ve never told me about this.” She pushes you for more information.

“Well Ash it’s.. I’ve just…. its complicated.” You’re not sure what to say now. How do you satisfy her, without pissing off Megan and letting Ashley fall for all of Alexis’ tormenting.
“Well we’re gonna sit here until we talk about it.” It’s clear that Ashley isn’t going to give up on this so you need to think of something fast.

“Look Ash, it’s nothing too complicated. You and Megan are the two women who I spend all of my time with. I don’t really date or anything like that and I don't know… I just developed some weird feelings for you two. Look if it makes you uncomfortable then you don’t need to get involved. ” You’re just trying to end this conversation as fast as possible.

“Well look I’m not one to judge. I was a bit weirded out, being your sister and all, but I guess you don’t really get to go out and hit on girls at the bar do you? Look if you want to smell feet or whatever then I’ll play along. I know that Alexis and Megan are already on board with giving you the works, so just promise me that if any of us do something that you don’t like, then you’ll tell me. Deal?”

Ashley asks. She still doesn’t quite understand how you can be turned on by bad smells but it’s the least she could do for someone that she cares about.

“Great, thanks Ash.” You say, a bit disappointed that she might start treating you the way Megan does. But you’re not about to risk ruining your future just yet.

“Alright well let’s get you back out there. Oh yea I got you a new outfit while we were out today. I figured yours might be a bit uhhhh, sweaty?” Ashley pulls a new shirt and a pair of shorts out of her bag. “Unless you plan on taking a ride back in Alexis’ shoes. I’ll hold on to these if you’re gonna be getting all gross again.”

“Uhh well, I’d like to grab some food with you guys… if you don’t mind. And the new outfit will probably be a bit more comfortable than my sweat soaked clothes.” You say, eager for at least a brief respite from the torment.

“Okay short fry, let’s get you some food. And do you want me to grab you a drink at the bar or would you prefer to drink sweat out of my girlfriends toes?” She asks sarcastically.

“You know I actually filled up on foot sweat so I think a beer would be great.” You joke. Well it’s not actually a joke since your stomach is pretty filled with Alexis’ putrid sweat.

You return to the restaurant floor and you enjoy a fairly pleasant lunch with your two sisters and Alexis. The conversation is fairly pleasant and surprisingly you don’t have to discuss your fabricated obsession with female body odor at all. After everyone has eaten, the three of you leave the restaurant and begin the walk back to the cabin near the lake.

Partway through your trip back to the cabin Alexis begins to complain that her stomach is starting to bother her.

“Ughhhhh I knew that burger was way too greasy. It’s making me feel bloated as hell.” She complains while holding her stomach. “I feel like I’m gonna burst.”

“Well I told you that was gonna happen. Now you’ve got to suffer the consequences.” Ashley says, scolding her gassy girlfriend.

“Well I’m not the only one who’s gonna suffer. You’re gonna get a hell of a Dutch oven tonight. Hahaha” Alexis jokes placing her hands on her ample ass.

You already don’t like where this conversation is headed.

“Well it seems like little Max stands to suffer the most with a gassy giantess around hahah.” Megan shouts before you get a single second to change the conversation.
Goddamnit.

“Hahaha oh that’s right. Well what do you say Maxxy boy? Wanna hop in? Hurry up I think I’ve got one knockin on the back door.” Alexis turns her butt towards Ashley and pulls her leggings out away from her plump cheeks.

“Now hold on a damn second!” Ashley chimes in. “No one is farting on Max.”

“Thank god!” You think to yourself. Ashley has chimes in and saved you without you needing to say a word.

“Unless Max gives the go ahead. We talked about it in the restaurant and I need to hear his consent before anyone does anything to my brother.” She adds, dashing your hopes away.

Alexis’ face lights up. “Well Max what do you say? Do you want to jump into the back of my panties? I’ll warn you… it’s still about twenty minutes until we get back to the cabin and I WILL dropping some of the worst farts you have ever experienced. So are you interested?” Alexis asks. She has put so much emphasis on how agonizing the experience will be, and she can come right out and say it because the only person in the world who could save you, thinks that you have some sort of stink fetish. You’re life is officially a cruel joke.

“Well Max, if Alexis’ ass doesn’t interest you, then you could spend some time in here.” Megan says rubbing her firm buttcheeks very sensually. “And I don’t know if it’ll compare to Alexis but I could probably squeeze out a fart for you.” It seems that while she sounds playful,she’s really reminding you of the consequences of disobeying your new slave driver.

You take a deep breath and look down from Ashley’s shoulder. Hundreds of miles below, you see Alexis’ daunting crack. In reality it’s no more than a foot or so away, but to you it seems as though you are jumping off the edge of the world directly into hell. You don’t want to do this. More than anything else you don’t want to do this. But you know that the alternative is risking a lifetime on the wrong side of Megan’s sphincter.

“Well it’ll be better than sitting here and listening to you hens prattle on about whatever nonsense you’ve been talking about.” You say, trying to play off your building rage as a bit of humor.

“Oh really? Is that what you think?” Ashley says, playfully acting like she was offended by your remark.

Ashley picks you up off of her shoulder and dangles you by your hands. She then crouches down so that both you and her face are even with Alexis asscrack. Even from where you’re being held, you can smell the odor coming out of this giant woman’s behind. It appears that Ashley can smell the stench as well and shoots you a wide grin.

“Well I would hate to keep you from a more interesting conversation with Alexis’ smelly butt. Have fun ya little weirdo!” Ashley plants a big kiss on your face before lowering you closer to the rank butt of her sexy lover.

Before completely dropping you in, Ashley hesitates for a moment and then grabs a hold of Alexis’ thong and pulls it away from the meaty cheeks too. You realize that your situation has just gone from bad to worse. If you don’t do something now, you’re going to be pushed directly up against her sweaty puckered hole.

“Wai-“ is all that you get to say before Ashley drops you with a giggle, and you tumble down into the raunchy ass crack of your sweaty tormentress.

“If you need to chicken out, just give Alexis a nice firm bite and we’ll get you out of there.” She whispers into her girlfriends big booty.

“Maybe you should give him a quick kiss.” Alexis says pushing her butt outwards so it backs into Ashley’s face.

Giving a playfully mean look up to her girlfriend, Ashley rises up from her crouched stance and places both hands on Alexis’ firm cheeks. Ashley leans in behind her girlfriend and plants a quick kiss on her cheek (on her face that is) and then quickly grabs the waistband of her leggings and yanks them up nice and high.

This surprise wedgie caused Alexis to let out a quick and very loud yelp, that would’ve made you laugh…. if it didn’t cause your face to get pressed directly into her asshole. Ashley’s innocent prank on her girlfriend accidentally caused her brothers head to get lodged into a greasy shithole.

“Run Megan!” Ashley shouts between hearty laughs as both she and her sister take off running towards the cabin.

“You bitch!” Alexis shouts, reaching her hands into her pants to remove the leggings from her asscrack. She laughed inwardly though. While the prank caused a bit of mild discomfort in her ass, she also felt something slide into her tender asshole and that something then began to thrash about violently. She felt an intense wave of arousal wash over her when this tiny man had his head forcefully introduced into the smelliest part of her body. Her deep inner desire to dominate any man who dares to cross her path was being fulfilled in the best way. She felt so proud of the fact that she had convinced this tiny idiot to jump to her buttcrack by choice, before his sister, his own flesh and blood, decided to push him so far into her crack that his head would get lodged in her rectum.

While her fingers were down there fixing her leggings, she decided to slide her thong out of the way and find your tiny body. Once her slender fingers locate your body, she pulls you out of her anus. You breath deeply trying to fill your lungs with air. You honestly don’t care if you’re breathing in this evil bitches ass stench. It’s far more pleasant outside the anus than it is in the other side.

Pfffffffttttttt

Almost as if she sensed the slightest bit of happiness caused by you getting removed from her asshole, Alexis unleashes a horrible fart all over your tiny body. The putrid concoction assaults every sense that you have. You can obviously smell the rancid air that has been swirling around her guts for the past several hours, but you can also taste the wretched flavor of her bowels, you can hear the ringing in your ears left by the loud fart, you can feel the tiny flecks of gunk that spewed out of her ass and covered your face and body, and for a brief moment you could see the monstrous gaping hole that just subjected you to the worst fart ever known to mankind.
Once Alexis is satisfied that you’ve had enough time to appreciate her tasty brew, she pushes you back into her sphincter. Only this time she doesn’t push you headfirst, but instead she pushed your feet inside of her. She continues to push until you’re buried up to your shoulders in her asshole.

Content with where you are, Alexis pulls her fingers out of her butt and starts racing towards the two girls who have gotten a sizeable distance away. While jogging towards your sisters, Alexis release a couple more farts on your pathetic body. And now with nothing but your head emerging from her right little hole, you have nothing to do but soak in the foul, tainted winds pouring out of her. “Hope you’re having fun little guy! Come later tonight, MY ass will be the least of your problems.” Alexis says quietly to herself. And not even you can hear her… for obvious reasons.

Eventually Alexis catch’s back up with the sisters who have decided to take a break to let their gracious host catch back up.

“Well finally, I was starting to think that wedgie had cut off circulation to your legs ya slowpoke.” Ashley teases her curvy partner.

“Well I had to spend some time prying my pants out of my crack and I had to practically chisel your brothers face off of my asshole. Did you forget that you had just dropped him in there like two seconds prior.” Alexis Asia, pretending to give a fuck about you.

“Well he’s a big boy… errr I guess not. You know what I mean. I won’t ever understand it, but he literally volunteered to spend the walk home between your buttcheeks.” Ashley fakes a nervous shudder, thinking about your struggles. Admittedly she felt a little bit bad now that she knows that she pushed your face directly into Alexis stink hole but hey.. you DID say it would be better than talking to them.

“Well I thought he might be regretting it, cuz when I pulled his head off my dirt button, it uncorked a couple of real long farts. Hahaha.” Megan laughs along with Alexis about the torture you’re going through, but Ashley appears to be getting a little bit concerned.

“Wait really? I guess I didn’t think you were gonna actually fart on him. Maybe I should talk to him real quick.” Ashley suggests.

“Well I offered to let him out after I nuked him, but he said… and I quote, ‘it’s alright Alexis, fair is fair.” She is lying through her teeth but she knows that she can calm Ashley down.

“Well I’ve heard that before. I guess he’s enjoying himself down there so let’s leave him alone I guess.” Ashley says, not totally convinced that you’re okay but she is still coming to terms with your supposed fetish.

“I think it’s what he wants…. just like I think THIS is what he wants.” Alexis says before squatting down a bit and releasing another rancid fart.

The girls all laugh and your sisters start strolling away, not interested in sticking around to smell the aftermath of that blast.

You however, do not have the luxury of walking away. Because while you are screaming for release from this wretched hellhole, you are having a hard time with keeping this titan’s butt gunk out of your mouth.

Additionally with all the running and walking that she did, Alexis ass was sweating a good deal and you couldn’t keep it out of your eyes and mouth. The only safeguard you got from drowning in butt sweat was the frequent release of pent up gas blow drying your face. The downside of course was the thick odor of shit that wafted directly into your nose every single time.

The rest of the walk home was pretty relaxing for everyone in the group who didn’t have a dick, but for you it was a never ending stream of farts coming out of the greasy butthole that was trying its hardest to swallow you up.

The Party

Eventually everyone makes it back to the cabin and settles down in the living room. Alexis suggested that they break out some drinks and play a few drinking games. So Megan ran to grab a couple decks of cards, Ashley went to the kitchen to grab a couple bottles of wine and a case of beer. Alexis however pressed her bottom deeply into the leather recliner beneath her and released the longest and bassiest fart that she had ever personally released. The sheer heat that she felt in her cheeks made her a little bit scared that she might actually be baking you in her ass. However she quickly dismissed her concerns because she remembered that she doesn’t give a shit about you. Lifting one of her cheeks off the chair, Alexis could finally smell the fart that was trapped under her ample rear, just like you were. The notion that you were still suffering in her asshole was getting her really turned on. She could feel the front of her panties getting a bit damp and her nipple were nearly ready to tear through her shirt.

Alexis pulls herself out of the chair and saunters into the kitchen where her beautiful girlfriend was bent over trying to grab some ice out of the freezer. Sneaking up behind the beautiful brunette, Alexis grabs ahold of Ashley’s plump cheeks, causing her to jump up in surprise.

When Ashley turns around and sees the blushed smiling face of her sexy girlfriend, she releases the tension in her body and goes in for a kiss.

“Hey baby, what do you say that we let Max out of your booty for the night? I think he’s paid for his crimes don’t you?” Ashley asks, putting on a pair of puppy dog eyes that would melt even the hardest heart of stone.

“Well what would you say if I told you that having your brother down there, wiggling and licking and sniffing my cute little pooper, was turning me on… like a lot.” Alexis steps forward even closer to your twin sister and take ahold of her hand. She then slowly glides Ashley’s hand into the front of her pants, so Ashley can feel just how slick her tender love canal has become.

Ashley draws in a sharp breath, becoming increasingly aroused herself by just how bold her girlfriend is being. Ashley then closes her eyes and kisses Alexis passionately while moving her fingers around in a circle, stimulation the giant girls already engorged clit.

Suddenly the passion becomes a bit too intense and Alexis lets out a moan that can definitely be heard through the house.

Startled by the noise, Ashley quickly pulls her hand away from Alexis’ swollen pussy and turns around. She rests her head against the stainless steel refrigerator and then presses her breasts against the cool metal.

“We need to wait, my sister is still around here somewhere. This needs to wait until later.” Ashley says, too flustered to even look her lover in the eye.

Alexis understands Ashley’s trepidation but is definitely not pleased with being denied something that she wants.

“Well fine, but I’ll tell you this. You’re little itty bitty brother is going to remain pressed up tight against my rosebud.” Alexis says defiantly. She knows that even if Ashley thinks that you want to be in her butt, that she can still be made to feel bad for you.

“I wonder if it’s more than he bargained for? I mean I’ve been gassing him for like a solid 45 minutes now. I wonder if he can smell what I had for breakfast.” Alexis continues to move towards your twin sister as she playfully taunts her. She steps up directly behind Ashley and reaches her hands around so that’s he is grabbing the timid brunette‘s heaving breasts.

“You know I’ve been avoiding the bathroom for a while now, and it’s making my farts reek. And your helpless little brother is suffering the consequences. But hey I’m a nice girl, maybe I’ll take him out before I go relieve myself.” Alexis has her tits pressed into Ashley’s back and is whispering in her ear now.

“You could get him out right now, all you would need to do is get on your knees, pull down my pants and lick my clit with everything you’ve got…” Alexis feels her sexy little plaything shudder with excitement as the conversation gets hotter and hotter.

“And maybe once you’re done serving me, and I give you your reward, then he can show you his gratitude. I happen to know for a fact that he is very good at licking assholes.” Alexis finishes her tormenting of the oldest Reed sibling (that isn’t buried up to their neck in a young woman’s asshole) and confidently strides out of the kitchen. Leaving Ashley to fall to her knees for a couple of minutes to catch her breath.

As Alexis walks around the corner to go back into the living room, she sees Megan sitting at the top of the stairs hiding quietly, eavesdropping on the conversation that just went down in the kitchen. Megan has one hand up under her shirt playing with her breasts and her other hand I vigorously working around her panties. Clearly these sisters have some repressed desires of their own and they don’t seem to mind their brother getting the short end of the stick.

Alexis smirks and maintains direct eye contact with Megan, while she pushes her booty out as far as she can and releases a fart that makes no noise aside from a long, quiet hiss. Once the noise stops, Alexis shoots a quick wink to Megan and walks back to the living room to plant her butt down in a chair.

“I win Max…. I win” Alexis says, flexing her anal ring and pulling your head deep inside of her.

Deep inside the world’s most foul jail cell, you are no longer sobbing. It’s not that your circumstances had improved, but rather that you were no longer capable of producing tears. You had cried so loudly and for so long that you did not think your body was capable of feeling anything anymore. Aside from disgust that is.

Fart after fart poured out of this goddesses putrid asshole and you were powerless to stop it. Literally the only thing you were capable of doing was sitting there and smelling her farts. How did this become your fate? How is that the cosmic winds of destiny had decided that this beautiful busty woman would get to live her life, being smart, successful and sexy enough to land a catch like your sister, all the while you would be resigned to a fate of smelling her farts and fighting against her Amy’s like quicksand? It just was not fair

And as if to try to give you some perspective, the wrinkled stink ring wrapped around your shoulders began to pulse and pull you downward.

“No, no it can’t be. ALEXIS PLEASE STOP THIS!” You shout out in vain. “I don’t want to do this please make it stop!”

But the evil goddess had no intention of stopping. The pulsing continued until you were completely pulled into Alexis bowels. Alone in this terrifying darkness you simply sat basking in the thick fog of shit flavored air that surrounded you. The air was twice as potent as any one of the farts you had smelled today, and you could feel it starting to coat your entire body.
You punched and clawed at the giant sphincter in front of you, but it was no use. The only way that you were getting out of here was during her next fart or when she decided that she needed to take a shit. You desperately hoped that a fart would come first but you were afraid because from somewhere behind you, you could hear something sliding through the dark and slimy tunnel.

Back outside of Alexis’ colon, the three girls proceeded to drink enough alcohol to ensure that everyone was nice and drunk. Giggling and drinking and dancing, the girls were having the time of their lives. They were having so much fun in fact that no one even brought up the fact that there was a tiny little man suffering in Alexis’ booty. That is until Ashley laughed so hard that she accidentally let out a small fart.

The girls all started laughing at the crude release until Ashley suddenly remembered that her brother has been smelling farts all night.

“Oh my god! Max! He’s still up your butt!” Ashley shouts at the top of her lungs.

The other two girls stop and stare at Ashley wondering how she is going to react to this realization. Ashley then begins to resume laughing uncontrollably.

“He’s just a tiny little man, and he is trapped in your big smelly butt. Hahaha I bet he’s sorry that he talked back to us!” Ashley has clearly tossed all of her inhibitions to the wind.

“Well he’s probably better of in Alexis’ big booty, cuz you just farted.” Pointed out Megan, implying that Max wasn’t suffering inside of Alexis’ thong.

“What? It was just a little squeaker! My butt would be way more comfy than Alexis’!” Ashley shouts, suddenly offended by the notion that someone wouldn’t want to stay in her butt.

“Well let’s just ask him then.” Alexis says standing up and walking out of the room. “I’ve gotta take a mega dump and I should probably get him out of the way.”

This statement causes the room to erupt in laughter as Alexis strolls to the upstairs bathroom. Once in the bathroom, Alexis peels her leggings and thong down and takes a seat in her porcelain throne. She takes note of the absolutely foul stench that has already wafted up to her nose. Given this fact, it must be hellish where you are.

You are clawing and punching with the last of your strength. The stench in the air has crown so thick that you practically need to chew the air to get it down into your lungs. And you can sense a large mass growing so close to you that it may only be another few minutes until it steamrolls over you.

Suddenly the hatch in front of you opens up and you are propelled by a force applied to your feet out into the blinding light. Before your eyes can change to the drastic change in light, you feel yourself drop into a large pool of icy water. When your head breaks back above the surface, you look all around you and confirm your fears. If the white walls around you weren’t enough of an indication that you were in the toilet, then the view above you confirmed it. Directly above you, you could see Alexis gigantic ass and asshole from which you just emerged, as well as her glistening pussy.

After some shifting you can see a little bit of Alexis’ face as she talks down to you.

“How was your afternoon little guy? Some of those farts must’ve been a little stinky. And sorry about sucking you all the way in. Your sister started fingering me in the kitchen and I couldn’t stop my asshole from gobbling you up. Hahaha.”

“Alexis, let me out of here. I’m fucking done, you took this too far.” You scream up in response.

“Sorry Maxxy boy but I don’t make a habit of negotiating with my shit.” She says down into the bowl. She sounds like she doesn’t find this situation unusual at all.

“I’m not a piece of shit you evil cunt! I’m done, take me out of here right now. I’ll deal with Megan’s bullshit but I’m not putting up with you for one more second.” You no longer fear Megan enough to deal with any torture that Alexis might have in store for you.

“Well actually you are a piece of shit. You just feel out of my asshole, into a toilet. And you’re floating there with the rest of my shit.”

What is she talking about? There’s no shit in the bowl.
“Oh god, don’t you fucking dare.” You scream up in desperation.

Without another word, Alexis relaxes her sphincter and allows her bowels to release their payload on the innocent civilian below. The large brown middle crashes down into the water at Mach speed and pushes you down to the bottom. When you finally return to the surface you are once again ready to submit to this evil bitch.

You tactfully dodge a few more missiles before Alexis wipes her tacky asshole and drops the paper down into the water.

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry just take me out of here and I’ll do whatever you want.” You submit to her.

“Ooh well you should’ve said something sooner, because I wanted you to wipe my ass for me. But I think I might have a solution. Hang tight and someone will be back to get you.” She says placing her hand on the toilet lid.

“No wait Alexis, I’ll drown! I’m way too tired to keep treading like this.” You plead for some mercy that you know you won’t receive.
“Well I left you a couple rafts, didn’t I” She says before dropping the lid.

Alexis then exists the bathroom and returns downstairs. Once in the living room the other ladies are curious to see how little Max is holding up.

“Max wanted to take a quick shower, but he wanted to talk to you Meg. Can you go check on him and bring him down when he’s done?” Alexis asks, looking sternly into the younger blonde’s eyes.

Megan picks up on Alexis’ angry stare and quietly stomps her way to the upstairs bathroom.

When she enters the bathroom, she looks around for Max but doesn’t see him anywhere. She does however see a single square of toilet paper sitting on the lid of the toilet. Absentmindedly she grabs the square and goes to toss it in the bowl when she sees that someone didn’t flush their last movement.

“Eew fuckin gross.” Megan declares reaching for the handle.

“Meg no!” A voice calls out.

“No way,” Megan says as she lowers her face closer to the smelly bowl. Sitting on one of the logs of waste, the blonde giantess can see her tiny brother.

“Well Max, it looks like you decided to be a stubborn fuck again. And now Alexis wants me to put you in your place.” Megan looks sternly down at you before she turns around and slowly pulls down her shorts and panties.

The young blonde then proceeds to unceremoniously place her heft bottom and the seat and close her legs to stop the flow of light and clean air.

She can’t hear your screaming but she knows you must be begging for her to change her mind. She takes a deep breath and reminds herself that this is the only way to get what she wants. After clearing her mind, Megan relaxes her muscles and lets go of all the waste stored in her bowels.

A heavy rain of liquid shit then proceeds to rain down on you, covering you in a thick layer in the foul substance.

Megan is caught off guard by the consistency of the dump she just dropped on you. She figured she would be dropping another log to knock you into the water, but instead she blanketed the bowl in a layer of waste. She definitely feels a little bad about what she just did to you, but she thinks what’s done is done. So she need to just stay tough and get you to submit. Once all of this is over she can help you go back to a normal life.

After she wipes her asshole clean and drops the toilet paper into the bowl, Megan stands up and begins searching for your helpless body.

It took about 3 minutes but she finally sees you treading water in her thick sludge.
“Alright Max time to get out.” She lowers the toilet brush into the water for you to grab onto.

After rescuing you from the mess she and Alexis made, she washes you off on the sink and checks in to ensure you’re going to cooperate.

“Now Max I know that wasn’t fun, but I need you to cooperate. Okay? Are you going be a good boy?” She asks.

You don’t say anything, but simply hang your head in defeat.

Not satisfied with your response, Megan picks you up and dangles you back over the bowl. “Look Max I can duct tape you to the lid and shut it over this mess. So do you want to answer my question or smell my shit for the rest of the night.” She is now yelling at you in a hushed roar.

“No please I’ll do whatever you want!” You beg, “I’ll lick feet, armpits, I’ll kiss your ass whatever you want just please don’t do that!”

“Hmm I suppose you’re ready to go back downstairs, but I’m gonna let this toilet sit for the rest of the night. One single slip up and I’m gonna think your night.” She says as if your night hasn’t already been ruined.

Satisfied with her new threat, Megan carries you back down to the party. And hands you over to Ashley.

“Yayyy, it’s my favorite little cutie!” Ashley exclaims, hugging you tightly so you’re pressed into her cleavage. “Listen Max we need you to settle something, who’s butt would you rather stay in? Alexis’ big smelly dumper, or my cute little booty?” Ashley leans to the side so one of her cheeks is up off of the couch.

“No!” You scream out of pure instinct.

Ashley lets her ass fall back to the sofa, and looks at Max very confused. Sure she was your sister, but after all this that she’s learned about you, she’s genuinely surprised that you would prefer Alexis’ ass to her own. But that might just be the booze doing the thinking.

“Oh sorry, I just thought..” her voice trailed off.

Alexis seeing her lovers feelings being hurt, rises to the occasion and steps up to punish you.

“Hey Ash, if he doesn’t think your ass is spectacular, then he’s just some dumb idiot.” Alexis says, taking Ashley by the hand and pulling you out of your sister’s grip.

“Let’s not let him ruin our night okay? We’re gonna keep drinking and have some fun, and he is gonna sit alone and think about the mean things he has said.”
You’re confused about how you said anything mean, but you’re also concerned by what Alexis will do to punish you for hurting her girlfriends feelings.

“What’re you gonna do with him?” Ashley asks quietly. Her feelings obviously a bit sensitive due to all the alcohol, because she sniffles and a single tear falls from her eye.

Alexis comes up with a particularly evil idea and reaches for a box of tissues. Pulling out a couple of tissues, Alexis wraps your body up tightly in one tissue and then places you in the center of another tissue.

“Here, wipe your eyes and blow your nose. He can sit there and think while we party.” Alexis says handing the invention to Ashley.

You look up into the emerald eyes of your twin sister, and see the tears welling up. You know that this is really Alexis’ fault but you can’t help but feel bad for the sad beautiful goddess. You never want her to feel bad, especially not because of you.

Before you can say anything to try to apologize, Ashley narrows her eyes and raises you up to her massive nose. Moments later you are hosed with a massive load of stringy snot that coats your entire body.

Alexis then takes the used snot rag from Sshley and places you on the counter in the kitchen. And this is where you are left to sit, watching the girls resume their party, while your sister’s snot hardens around you.

The Bedroom

It was a few more hours before the party seemed to wind down. Ashley and Alexis were spooning on the couch and Megan was starting to nod off, heavily sedated by all the alcohol that was consumed.

The snot prison surrounding you had hardened like cement. You were left with nothing to do aside from watch the girls hanging out in the living room. The sheer boredom of your current situation was worse torture than even the fart session you had just endured today…. okay that’s just ridiculous. You had never experienced anything as bad as the short time that you were trapped in Alexis’ panties.

Suddenly I’m the other room, you see Alexis stand up and reach into her bag sitting at the end of the couch.

She pulls out what looks to you like some sort of lanyard and then hand it to Megan. After whispering something in her ear, Alexis turns back around to tend to her girlfriend. Megan leaps up off of her chair, suddenly filled with a renewed vigor, and races upstairs. Not to be seen again for the remainder of the night.

Alexis returns to your sister’s side and begins whispering to her in a tone so hushed that you can’t make out a single thing that she’s saying. The girls continue to talk and giggle and just sit in the couch holding one another. Eventually the talking and holding turns into kissing and touching. You can’t see a whole lot from your snotty cocoon but you can hear the kissing and slurping noises, as well as the occasional moan.

Eventually Alexis stands up and slowly leads Ashley upstairs to the bedroom. Kissing and groping all the way across the room and over to the stairs, the two lovers finally break up their embrace as Ashley turns to walk up the stairs. Before she can get too far up, however, Alexis throws a large smack on Ashley’s round butt. Ashley lets out a quick yelp throwing her hands behind her to defend her tender skin.

“Go up there and get comfortable, I’ve gotta turn off some lights and I’ll be right up to show you some attention.” Alexis says blowing a quick kiss to your sister how meekly turns and runs up the stairs and out of view.

It’s so odd for you to see Ashley like this. Usually she is such a strong and bold woman, but something about Alexis just makes her seem like a timid little girl. Alexis was right, you can see now that Ashley melts into putty in her hands, wanting only to please her voluptuous lover.

While you’re contemplating the various degrees of control that this evil goddess has over your entire family, you don’t notice that Alexis has turned off all the lights in the house and is now standing directly behind you.

“Well hello my little plaything.” She says seductively, spinning your Kleenex around so you can look her in the eye. “Are you ready for the fun part of the evening?”

You don’t like what she is implying. Clearly she has no idea forcing you to cross boundaries that you should never have to cross, and you just watched her send your favorite sister upstairs to await a good fucking.

“Please Alexis, haven’t you done enough tonight? Just let me get some sleep.” You beg, hoping that Megan will get her prize and take you home in the morning.

“Oh little Maxxy, don’t you get it? There’s never going to be enough. I’m going to show your sister the pleasure that comes from dominating a tiny, defenseless man. And when I’m done, the only time that she’ll pull you out of her tight little cunt, is when she’s pushing you up my ass. Hahahahaha” This giantess is so completely demented and you begin to panic even more.

“Alexis this is fucking sick! How can you do this to another human being.” You ask, searching desperately for just a shred of decency in her soul.

“Oh I love doing stuff like this.” She picks up your snot filled prison and begins carelessly pulling you out of the light yellow-green mess. “Just thinking about what I’m going to do with you had my nipples so fucking hard, I could cut through the bedroom door. And just thinking about your gorgeous sister abusing you to please me get my panties so fucking wet that I could literally drown you right now. Hahahaha.” Alexis laughs Ash she pulls her yoga pants away from her body and lowers you down, between her pants and her panties.

She wasn’t kidding either, you could instantly smell the intense feminine odor coming off of her nether region. She then gently pushes your body into the small bit of fabric that was hiding her hungry pussy from the rest of the world. When your face hit the fabric you could feel just how much of her juice had been soaked up by the hardworking garment. While you were scared that if she didn’t pull you away from her, you were in fact going to drown in her pussy. You were also evidently very aroused, against your will you might add.

I mean this evil slut had spent the entire day using you to soak up sweat from her toes and absorb farts straight out of her rancid asshole… but you still could not prevent your body from quickly forming a rock solid erection and you were pressed into her warm sex.

When Alexis finally pulls you away from her soaking vagina, she raises you up to her face. Looking at your tiny body, she notices your shameful erection.

“Ohh well look what we have here. It looks like I may have been right about you after all little stink bug. After a long day literally sucking the farts out of my ass, you still get hard thinking about my tight pussy. Well little man, let me get you warmed up, because we’re about to up there together and ravage your sister like she has never experienced.” Once Alexis finishes her sentence she brings you up to her lips and begins to lick and suck on your whole tiny body.
Her gigantic tongue works its way up and down your body and stops to spend some time playing with your dick. You’re genuinely terrified that this girl might just swallow you whole, but you cannot deny the intense pleasure coming from your groin.

Alexis brings you right to the edge of bliss but before you have a chance to shoot your load on her tongue, she pulls you out of her mouth.

“Alright little man, we don’t want to leave my other little sex you waiting now do we?”

And with that Alexis closes you in her fist and walks up to the bedroom. Once you’ve both arrived at the bedroom, Alexis stuffs you down into her cleavage and strolls over to your beautiful sister who is lying on the soft white sheets wearing only her panties. You can see her perfectly well from your position between Alexis’ tits and you have to admit just how sexy Ashley is. Alexis climbs on top of your sister and begins kissing her incredibly passionately, while you are now being squashed between Alexis’ massive jugs and Ashley’s smaller but still admirable melons.

For several minutes the two goddesses exchange saliva and crush you between their increasingly hot breasts. Suddenly the two women shoot yo into a sitting position and Alexis reaches behind Ashley and swiftly removes her bra. As the black garment falls down onto the bed, you can see her bare breasts now exposed to the world, and by god are they perfect. Alexis takes a second to admire the perky tits being shown to her, and then proceeds to push Ashley back into a lying position on her back. While staring at her amazing rack, you notice that her breathing has started to speed up.

Alexis then reaches over grabbing one of Ashley’s hands and raising it up to a set of restraints tied to the bed frame. While you pull your attention from your sisters near naked body, you try to process what is happening. Alexis then reaches down and repeats the restraining process for Ashley’s other arm. Now with both of her lovers arms tied to the bed, Alexis stands back to admire her handiwork. Satisfied with Ashley’s lack of mobility, she takes you out of her bosom and places you in an opened drawer next to the bed. You look around you and notice a wide array of lubricants and toys scattered around the drawer.

With you safely trapped in the “pleasure drawer”, as she liked to call it, Alexis could then pull off the remainder of her clothing and then remove the last bit of clothing that Ashley had on. After pulling off Ashley’s adorable pink and black panties, Alexis notices just how soaking wet her girlfriend is. She then takes the soaking wet panties and carelessly dropped it into the drawer with you.

While you are taking inventory of the various sex toys you see in the drawer, you notice that several of them seem to have a set of restraints that are about your size. You’re beginning to put together Alexis’ plan when from the heavens comes a soaking wet pair of panties. You struggle to claw your way out from under the damp garment, until you finally break free. As you stand up and wipe some of the slime off of your face, you fail to notice Alexis’ hand reach into the drawer and grab one of the toys lying in there. By the time you spin around to face your adversary, her other hand is already in you.

You struggle pointlessly to get free from her grip, but she effortlessly fights off your arms and forces your puny into some weird cylindrical container filled with holes large enough to fit your face through, but no bigger. Confused by your surroundings you peer out through the clear container to see your sister is now completely restrained on the bed. And Alexis is sitting on her knees, directly between Ashley’s feet.

“Say hi to little Maxxy babe.” Alexis says in a sultry voice.

“Oh heyyyyy Max, I love you so much” Ashley says in a breathy hushed voice. It seemed obvious that she was still pretty drunk and also eager to start fooling around with her lover.

“Oh I know you love him, you’re such a good big sissy aren’t you?”
“Mmmhmmmmmmm” Ashley simply moans in response.

“But don’t you remember that little Max was being mean earlier? He didn’t want to go under your cute butt. I think you have a cute butt.” Alexis says, starting to run her fingers around her lovers tight pussy lips.

“Yesssss, I have…. a nice butt… he should be nice to me.” Ashley says, struggling to get through her sentence because of all the sharp deep breaths that she forces into her lungs.

“I think he needs to show you that he’s sorry… don’t you?” Alexis asks, knowing that Ashley is so hot and bothered that she’s not even paying much attention to the conversation.

“Yea, he’s a naughty boy.” Ashley giggles biting her lower lip.

“Open wide.” Alexis says dangling your clear plastic container over Ashley flushed red face. The helpless brunette below you then proceed to open her mouth as you’re slowly lowered towards her gaping maw.

“No Ashley don’t listen to her.” You scream helplessly.

But Alexis continues to slide the hollow dildo into your sisters mouth. Since you don’t have enough room to maneuver around inside the tube, you’re stuck upside down as the tip of the dildo (and your head) slide into Ashley’s mouth and her gigantic wet tongue begins to slither around the tube. Her breath is both hot and moist, and it smells pretty heavily of booze and garlic.

Suddenly the dildo slides down a bit farther and your now positioned in a way that you can see into the deep dark void that is your twin sisters throat. You also hear a loud gagging noise emanating from the dark cavern below you. It appears that Alexis is having your sister deep throat your hollow prison. Closing your eyes you try not to think about how if it weren’t for this piece of plastic, you would be tumbling down into your sister’s belly.

Thankfully your time in Ashley’s mouth is short lived as Alexis pulls you out and holds you in front of her face.

“Looks like you’re nice and lubed up, both that you need to be. You’re about to find out exactly how much your sister craves my body.” She says to you, and then looks up at Ashley’s face. The young brunette is clearly flustered and eager for her lover to get started. “Are you ready my little princess?”

Ashley simply nods her head, closes her eyes, and throws her head back into the pillow. With nothing other than a quick smirk Alexis lowers you down onto the sheets, and you are left with an incredible view of your sister’s intimate holes. You can see her massive ass cheeks pressing down into the mattress, and her quivering asshole looking ominously at you. You can also see her glistening pussy, right up until Alexis lowers her head and places her mouth on Ashley’s glorious shaven crotch. You hear your sister let out a sharp gasp, as Alexis clearly demonstrates her mastery of the female orgasm. You’re unable to look away from the incredible sight before you, as Alexis’ fingers slowly reach down and pick up the dildo that has you locked inside.

Ever so slowly, you are brought directly in front of Ashley’s hungry sex organ as Alexis looks down at your helpless body. She knows that with you being stuck in that little plastic dildo, you’re unable to fight back, but more than able to see, smell and taste everything around you. With a quick smirk, Ashley pushes you into the soaking wet hole, and begins to pump away at her girlfriend.

While Ashley is in heaven, moaning and writing with absolute pleasure, you are forced into sensory overload and her sex juices readily flow into your current home and assault your nose and mouth. The heat and smell is more than overwhelming, and you are trying to spit out the fluid that won’t stop pouring in your screaming mouth.

With no concept of time, you spend what feels like several thousand years being assaulted by your sister’s slick, greedy pussy. When you are pulled out of the fragrant, soaking hole, you have to spend the rest of your remaining energy trying to shake Ashley’s sec juice off of your face and out of your mouth and nose. When you manager to open one of your eyes, you see that you’re currently headed straight for Alexis’ mouth.

You spend the next couple minutes getting the juices sucked off of you in Alexis’ mouth. With the tiny bits of light that enter the humid oral cavern, you can see the slime that was just covering you, slide down the back of Alexis’ throat. You pray that you never suffer the same fate.

Once you’re pulled from the giant mouth, you can see that your sister is breathing incredible rapidly and is arching her body and much as she can with her limited movement. You notice that Alexis is resting her fingers right next to your sister’s swollen clot, and every time she moves her finger just the slightest bit, Ashley tries to buck like a stallion.

“Oooh baby you’re so close aren’t you? Do you want me to finish you off?” Alexis teases.
“Yes, please fuck me, I’m so fucking close. Please please please baby, I’ll do anything.” Ashley is begging for Alexis to allow her an orgasm.

Grinning from ear to ear, Alexis lowers the tip of the dildo down to Ashley’s eager, puckered asshole. You look up at the giant unblinking eye or your ultimate nightmare. You make one final prayer to any deity out there who would see it fit to spare you from bringing your twin sister to orgasm through her tender, but reeking asshole.

Thankfully she doesn’t just ram you into Ashley’s ass, so instead your are left to stare at her hole as Alexis grazes the tip of the dildo around the rim of the asshole. Alexis continues to tease her lover, gently moving the tip of the shaft right up against her backdoor but refusing to push it in. At the same time, Alexis also continues to play with Ashley’s clitoris in a similar fashion. And that is where Ashley stayed, hovering on the brink of an orgasm, but forbidden from cumming by her dominant girlfriend.

“PLEASE! PUT IT IN ME! DO IT, PLEASE. BABY PLEASEEEEEEE! JUST FUCK ME!” Ashley screams, begging for the sweet release of endorphins that will carry her into post coital bliss.

“I can’t…” Alexis said softly, teasing both of her little toys.

“Why not? Please baby just put it in me! I’ll do anything.” Ashley is begging. Alexis continues to stimulate her clit and rub your face dangerously close to your sister’s eager asshole.

“Because your brother doesn’t want to go into your ass. He said you’ve got a smelly little butt and he doesn’t want to go inside of it.” Alexis says with one last flick of Ashley’s clit. “I guess I’m just gonna put him away and we can go to bed.”

“PUT HIM IN MY FUCKING ASS NOW!” Ashley screams at the top of her lungs. “I DONT FUCKING CARE IF IT STINKS, HE IS GOING IN MY ASS NOW!”

Alexis shudders, hearing those magical words. Her game is finally over, and she was victorious. She then looks down at your pathetic body ready to be pushed deep into Ashley’s puckered sweaty asshole.

“Have fun” is all that Alexis says before slowly shoving the dildo into Ashley’s butthole. She also lowers her mouth down to the helpless girls quivering pussy and begins to furiously lick away.

The cumulative waves of pleasure that Ashley experiences, is almost too much for her to handle. Her body bucks and heaves in the throws of passion, but her limbs are still firmly tied to the bedpost so she cannot fully writhe on the bed as her muscles demand. A river of cum flows out from her genitals and begins to dribble down her lovers chin and onto the well stained sheets.

“Oh fuck” Ashley calls out softly. Her perky tits still heaving as she breaths heavily of the sex scented air. As her heart rate continues to lower, Ashley sees that Alexis had gotten off the bed to grab a towel. Lifting her ass up off the bed, she can feel the dildo that is now firmly lodged in her rectum. Ashley lowers her ass back down onto the towel and just takes a couple minutes to catch her breath. The orgasm was so powerful, she is much more lucid than she was before, some of the drunken haze has dissipated leaving a clearer mind.

“Well how did I do?” Alexis asks… sitting on the edge of the bed and mindlessly toying with Ashley’s nipples.

“Holy fuck, that was the most intense orgasm I have ever had. I thought I was going to snap these bedposts in half.” Ashley replies still a bit out of breath.

“Do you know why it was so amazing?” Alexis smirks, walking two of her fingers all over her lover’s still captive body.

“Because you love me so much?” Ashley replied, trying to avoid talking about what she just did.

“No. While I do love you more than you can imagine, the reason that this was such a powerful feeling, is because you found your true self.” Alexis explains to an immobile Ashley. “You finally acted like the goddess that you are and allowed yourself to be properly worshiped.”

Ashley still doesn’t want to believe what she did. How could she? She just traded her brother’s safety and dignity for an orgasm. At this very moment her twin brother, the one she swore to protect forever, was now stuck up her asshole. And the only reason he was up there is because she demanded it. Alexis offered to put him away and she was too selfish to think of his needs. And now the consequences of that command meant that Max was stuck in the most foul area of her body.

“Can you take him out please, I want to talk to him. I have to apologize.” Ashley says starting to think less about her pleasure and more about her brother.

“Just forget about him for a second.” Alexis says, not content with your torment just yet. “Ashley you are a powerful goddess. You’re beautiful, smart, and a sensual being with needs. Now you’ve seen the sort of things that your brother enjoys this weekend. So I need you to understand that right now, Max is exactly where he belongs. You should understand that just because you love him, doesn’t mean that he can’t serve you they way he is now. He will probably complain from time to time, but if you want to continue living in the sort of euphoria that I just showed you now, you need to embrace the goddess that you are.”

“I’ve got to admit that it was an incredible feeling. And he opted to crawl in you’re ass a couple hours ago.” Ashley considers the events of the past couple weeks. She considers all the strange behavior you’ve been showcasing, and how you never opted to smell her feet the way that you did for Megan. After all, she spent all of her time taking care of you and you repay her by worshipping her sister? Maybe it was time that some things change.

“Take him out.” Ashley says firmly. “He needs to be told how things are going to be from now on.”

Alexis giggles and claps like a giddy little schoolgirl. “As you wish my princess.”

————-Inside Ashley’s colon————————

You kept pinching your arm, to the point that you were close to tearing your skin off. There’s no way that this was real. Alexis didn’t put you here, Ashley did. Ashley just command her gigantic girlfriend to push your helpless body into her asshole. The one person who had protected you your whole shrunken life, had just sentenced you to wallow in her putrid bowels. There was no concern for you or your feelings. In that moment, all you were to your loving twin sister, was a treat for her hungry asshole.

And so here you sat, unable to do anything but fill your lungs with the stench of her incoming shit. The air was thick and muggy, and it was easily the most unpleasant thing you had experienced. You’re not sure if Ashley’s guts smelled worse than that of Megan or Alexis, or if it was the sheer amount of shame that you felt being here that caused it to smell so much worse. But either way, you cried. Alexis was right, there was nothing you could do to stop her from turning your most beloved person in the world into yet another slave master. You wondered if things ever could go back to normal after this.

“Hey Ashley how was your day? Remember that time you put me in your asshole?” You thought to yourself. It didn’t seem likely. The best case scenario would be for you to get released from her rancid crack and somehow get out and try to start a new life. There were plenty of communities out there where RPs lived away from normal humans and thrived together.
Although a worst case scenario also plays out in your head. Years from now, Ashley and Alexis are still together and going to be married. Your place in their life is merely as some object. Ashley would wear you in her shoes for her morning run only to bring you home to Alexis who washes every crevice of her body with your tiny frame.

If that was to be your fate, you honestly believed that you would be better of dead.

Suddenly your prison begins to move again and you are pulled several inches out of Ashley’s satisfied pooper.

“Well hey there Ma——“ Ashley turns her head away after getting to close to you. “Phew you kinda reek little man. Guess my butt does smell just a little bit.”
You somehow don’t have any reaction to Ashley’s calm demeanor. It’s almost as if something had snapped inside you and you’re emotions have been paralyzed.

“Listen little guy, we need to talk about what’s going to happen next.” Ashley continues looking down at you with a good deal of pity, but nothing that resembles remorse. “Alexis can you get the restraints off me? I wanna talk to Max.”

“Not so fast missy… that isn’t how do things here. No one goes to bed without getting off.” Alexis says moving her curvy body so that she is now sitting on Ashley’s stomach.
“Uhhh right, sorry. I didn’t mean to-“ Ashley gets cut off by Alexis stretching out one of her legs and placing a single toe on Ashley’s lips.

“Now, since you’re already tied up, I think I’m going to take a seat riiiiiiiight here.” She says lifting her foot and bringing it back down to Ashley’s face in the word ‘here.’

“Uhhh can’t I get these binds off” Ashley asks nervously.

“Hmmmm nope, I want you to be focused on nothing other than treating me as nicely as I treated you!” Alexis says continuing to shift herself so that she is now turned around, on all fours so that her large, round (and still pretty sweaty) ass is now in the perfect position to be dropped onto Ashley’s face.

Ashley takes a nervous gulp as she stares up at her partner’s ample buttocks. They look so big! She can only imagine just how massive they looked to you. Or how ripe they had smelled! Ashley can now get a whiff of the stink coming off of the big bubble butt hanging over her head.

“Oh and make sure you work fast babe… remember that Dutch oven I promised you before you gave me an atomic wedgie?” Alexis says starting to giggle and sway her large booty back and forth.

“No…. no you can’t do that!” Ashley shouts. “What happened to me being a goddess? You can’t fart on the face of a goddess.” She pleads pulling barder in her restraints to no effect.

“Well maybe you could use all that power of yours to conjure up a butt plug for me? I mean it would probably make it unbearable on the other side of my asshole, but at least you would be safe.” Alexis says, lowering her butt a little more.

Ashley looks down to the dildo laying on her chest that contains the brother that she had just pulled out of her own ass.

“But I understand if you would prefer to take the punishment instead of Max. I mean he’s had a pretty rough day.” Alexis teases.

You look up at your sister, searching for some shred of humanity left inside of her. But instead you’re greeted with a smirk that crushes your soul.

“You know? I think I’ll let Max take this one. I’ll focus on making her cum, Max, you just focus on holding back those farts.” Ashley says before looking through Alexis’ legs into her smiling face. “Plug away!”

And just like that Alexis let’s put a soft moan and shoves you once again up her tight asshole.

Ashley watches her brother get plunged into the stinky abyss and for some reason, doesn’t feel bad for him at all. Her thoughts are then interrupted but Alexis dropping her sizeable ass and soaking wet pussy in her face. Ashley then proceeds to work away with her tongue, trying to return the favor to the woman she loves so very very much.

Alexis moans in absolute pleasure. Her lover is trapped beneath her, forced to lick away at her cunt, while some pathetic little bug is currently stuck up her butt doing nothing but smelling and tasting the atmosphere around him. “This probably won’t take long…” she thinks to herself.

Not a Morning Person

Morning comes rapidly for the two gorgeous women who fell asleep in each other’s arms. They were treated to such a deep and restful sleep, that when Alexis finally wakes, she had almost forgotten about her tiny stowaway. Alexis proceeds to shift her butt around in the bed, trying to make sure that you had woken up as well. Little did Alexis know that you did not actually get any sleep at all, aside from a few brief periods where you had become unconscious. Instead you had spend several hours screaming your voice away for someone to let you out. You knew that no one could hear you, but you couldn’t just sit around and do nothing.

Last night Alexis had said that she was holding back some farts and it turned out that she wasn’t bluffing. Throughout the night, the air in this woman’s rectum had become so thick that breathing was a chore and her fecal matter was beginning to cake your body. In other words… it was hell. And you had no idea what was happening when the guys around you started to shift back and forth, banging your body around the tiny plastic prison. You were dazed and confused by the sudden shaking, but by the embrace of God you could feel yourself being pulled out of her slimy depths.

“Well hello there little man. How was your night? I can feel a massive shit coming, so I’ll bet it was pretty rough down there.” Alexis says as she twists the bottom of the dildo to allow your tiny form to fall into her palm.

“How romantic…” Ashley says, not thrilled to be woken up by a conversation by from her girlfriend about the massive dump she needs to take.

Alexis turns and sees Ashley’s beautiful face, thrilled that she’s now awake.

“I am very romantic. In fact I made you breakfast in bed.” She says bringing your pitiful body over to Ashley’s face. “Open wide.”

“Uhhhh I don’t think so.” Ashley says sternly while Alexis pouts and you rejoice. Perhaps there’s some of your old sister in there after all! “I’m not putting him in my mouth when he smells like your fuckin asshole. Go wash him up and then how about you get some breakfast started. A real breakfast!”

Alexis giggles while taking your body and reaching her hands under the sheets until she finds what she is looking for. You can’t see what is happening, until Alexis finally brings you to your ultimate destination. You are brought in front of your sister’s massive vagina once again. And with the dim light that manages to shine through the sheets, you can clearly see that she is in desperate need of a shower. However you’re well aware of what is going to happen next.

Alexis leans down and gives Ashley a kiss while she slowly pushes the shrunken man into the eager pussy.
“How about you hold onto him, while I go grab a quick shower. Maybe you can teach a thing or two about how to treat a lady. I’m not sure if he learned enough from getting pushed between your cheeks. Hehe” Alexis says while crawling out of bed and walking towards the bathroom.
“Hold on… give me a little spin.” Ashley commands with a new found confidence. She then reaches her hand down under the covers and starts to play with herself.

Alexis pauses at the bathroom door before slowly turning around, with hands on her breasts. She finishes her little feast by bending over and looking back over her shoulder at Ashley before standing up and prancing into the bathroom.

Satisfied with the little show that she just received, Ashley closes her eyes and begins to work her fingers more vigorously in and around her still somewhat sticky genitals. While she is masturbating, she feels you squirming around inside of her. Initially it feels quite good, but she quickly becomes more demanding and pulls you out from inside her folds. Lifting the sheets off of her slender frame, Ashley looks down at her tiny and pathetic brother and places him directly on top of her clit.

“Hey little guy, how about you get working on my g-spot and when I’m done, I’ll get you a nice warm shower. Okay?” She asks, not even waiting for a response before she lowers the sheets and goes back to plunging her fingers inside of herself.

Rather than doing what you were told, you take this opportunity to jump off of your sister’s giantess body and begin running towards the nearest edge of the mattress. You run as fast as your tired legs will carry you, but progress is slow because you need to lift the sheets out of your way as you go.

Ashley sees a small lump start to travel away from her underneath the sheets. She laughs at your attempt at escape, unsure of what your plan is for getting down of the mattress.

“Where are you going little guy, my pussy isn’t over there.” She says, taking her free hand and pushing it down into your back. Ashley has to pull her fingers out of her vagina in order to reach under the sheets and pick up your body.

The long, slimy fingers wrap around your torso and you are shortly face to face with your sister who does not look pleased.

“Where are you going Max? I asked you to do something, I need you to do it.” Her voice almost seems sweet. There’s a certain sing-song cadence to it that causes you to feel somewhat conflicted. Instinctually her voice makes your body want to relax. After all of your torment you would like nothing more than to curl up in her lap and tell her all about the horrible things that you’ve experienced. However your logical mind is reminding you that Ashley was in fact responsible for several of those horrible things happening to you.

“Why are you doing this to me Ash? It isn’t right. Please can’t we just talk?” You plead.

“Of course we can sweetie, but first I’m going to cum. And I’m asking you to go down there and lick until I’m done. Then we can have a nice long talk.” Her voice remains very calm as she lifts the sheets again and sets you down between her breasts. “Now get going, you don’t want to keep me waiting.”

“Ash please… I don’t want to do this.”
“Max… that doesn’t matter right now.” She says, lifting her torso a bit so that you tumble down past her flat stomach and onto the bed between her legs. “What matters is that I want it… and more importantly I want you to help. So I’m only going to ask this one last time, will you please crawl up onto my pussy and lick my damn clit.” She lies back down and drops the sheets back into her body.

You’re left staring up at her greasy asshole and her daunting genitals. You look to your right and see that she has now raised one of her legs and is offering up a hand for you to climb onto. You sit there staring at the incredible sight before you and contemplate your options. But it seems that you have taken too much time to think, because far up beyond what you can see of Ashley you hear a deep sigh.

“I really wanted to do this the easy way. Max, I don’t know why you want to treat me like this. You’ll dive into Alexis’ fucking asshole head first but you can’t do this simple job for me? Is it just assholes you like? I suppose we can start there.” Ashely’s hand then swiftly moves towards you.

“What?! No Ashley don’t!” You shout, unsure that she can even hear you.

As you begin to sprint away, her long fingers catch you by the leg and she begins to pull you towards her. As your body gets pulled closer, Ashley lifts her buttcheeks off of the dirty sheets and nimbly moves your body around so that when her large pale globes return to their resting position, your body is firmly wedged right in her crack. Your head however is just barely sticking out, leaving you with a good view of her asshole directly above you. You struggle to move yourself just an inch but it is no use, her body is simply far too heavy for you to manipulate in the slightest.

With a disappointed sigh, Ashley returns her fingers to her still eager pussy and begins quickly working them around with a variety of circular motions. Before too long, you can hear Ashley’s breath quicken and she starts to moan ever so slightly. Above your face you can also see that her asshole is beginning to twitch, asking for a little attention of its own. You continue to try to fight your way out, determined not to give in because the scent of your sister’s nearby asshole is quickly overcoming the flowering scent of her womanhood. And while you weren’t eager to massage her clitoris, you’re even less thrilled to be pinned in the ultimate Dutch oven position.

As a master of her own body, Ashley does not require too much time to bring herself or orgasm. After a few minutes of dedicated rubbing against her sensitive little bean, the large goddess feels a wave of pleasure rush through her body causing her to buck her hips ever so little.
Multiple times your sister’s asscheeks rise up off of you, only to be pressed down twice as hard. This mission actually causes your face to bounce off of her rubbery orifice more than once and you even manage to get a small amount of her anal grease in your mouth. You spit out the horrible treat you were just given, but the taste lingers.

Eventually the tremors stop and you’re left listening to your sister’s heavy breathing (and smelling her asshole.) far above your head the juices flowing out of Ashley’s tight pussy begin to fall prey to gravity as it travels past her lips, flows over her butthole and eventually drips down onto your face. You are now in serious danger of drowning in a pool of Ashley’s sweat and cum.

You sputter and spit, trying to clear the various fluids off of your face, praying that Ashley will choose to help you out. And like the beautiful angel that she is, Ashley manages to answer your prayers.

You hear a low gurgling sound coming from somewhere very near to you, and your recent experiences have made you very aware of what is about to happen next.

Pppppppfffffffffffttttttttttttttttttftff

A long and mostly silent fart blows out of Ashley’s puckered asshole, blasting most of the fluids off of her ass and your face. And while you’re quite grateful that you have the ability to breathe again, the rancid cloud of Ashley’s home brewed air makes you regret that you desperately need to fill your lungs with something.

“Please god if you can hear me, I will do anything if you get me far away from here!” You plead.

Lying comfortably on the bed, Ashley continues to play with her nipples as the remainder of endorphins are released from her brain. She really would’ve pulled you out of there if you would’ve just done what she asked. But you decided that you didn’t need to respect her wishes. She thought more about what Alexis had said last night, and the word goddess kept bouncing around in her head. Typically in the bedroom Ashley felt so submissive. Last night was not the first time that Alexis had tied her up and rode her face to orgasm. In fact there were several times that even after cumming, Alexis would stay on top of Ashley’s face for a while and just relax. Not that Alexis was in any way a selfish lover, she always reciprocated the act, but it was never a matter of Ashley being the one to do the dominating.

But last night was such an incredible change of pace. Even while being restrained, Ashley was gifted the opportunity to dominate someone in the bedroom. She was granted one of the most spectacular orgasms of her entire life, at the cost of someone else’s dignity and comfort. Sure that person happened to be her brother, whom she loved very much, but she kept thinking about what Alexis said. Max was completely reliant on her for just about everything, so maybe it wasn’t too ridiculous that she ask him to do things for her.

“No…. not ask. Alexis was right, I am a goddess.” Ashley thinks to herself. “It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t like it, he’s going to start treating me with the reverence that I deserve.”

Ashley presses her ass down firmly into the mattress.

“And if he wants to fight back, I’ll show him how much of a bitch his goddess can be.”
Sitting up in bed, she can feel your tiny struggles beneath her sensitive bum. In fact, she can feel something rubbing directly against her asshole. She could move, and give you the conversation that you had asked for. But why should she reward your obstinance? Instead she could stay where she was and let you enjoy the juicy fart that she had provided to you. She started to blush and a smile crept across her face.

“I wonder how bad it smells down there?” She thinks. She hasn’t been to the bathroom since the day before so it’s probably pretty unpleasant. After thinking about how much of her fart you’ve sucked up, she notices that her nipples have grown quite hard again. Maybe there was something to this whole stink fetish thing.

Lost in her own thoughts, Ashley had failed to notice that Alexis had finished her shower and was now standing in the doorway, with one towel wrapped around her body and another tied up into her hair.

“Hey there gorgeous. Did you and Max get to talk?” She asks, walking over to the bed and taking a seat on the mattress. She looked around but didn’t see any signs of Max anywhere.

“Well I was going to talk with him about last night, but first I wanted him to help me get in a quick rub. He didn’t feel like being very helpful so now he’s having a timeout.” Ashley says.

“Oh really? And where is little Max spending his timeout?” Alexis asks with a wicked grin on her face.

Ashley slides the sheets off, revealing her naked body and points one slender finger to one of her asscheeks. “He’s doing some brown nosing trying to get back on my good side.”
Alexis laughs at the crude joke, and then stands up to begin getting dressed. “And how do you think his rehabilitation is going down there?”

“Well he was stubborn at first but… I might have…. gassed him out. Just a little bit!” Ashley says, wiggling her large butt.

Alexis lets out a bellowing laugh at that comment and opens up one of the drawers on her dresser. “Well if you decide that you want to take a shower today, now’s the time. I’m going to go down and get breakfast started. And whether you wash up or not, you should throw this on. It might come in handy.” Alexis tosses a small black garment over to the curvy brunette who is seated on top of you.

Ashley inspects the garment and sees that it is a thong, but the back of the thong is actually a mesh chamber that would allow for something, or someone, to be sealed inside. Ashley smiles and stands up off of the bed. She then thanks Alexis and starts heading for the bathroom.
You’re incredibly grateful that Ashley has lifted her heavy rear off of your body. After filling your lungs with as much non-fart oxygen as you can, you notice that when Ashley stood up, her asscheeks clamped down around your body and carried you with her into the bathroom.
Ashley trots into the bathroom and locks the door behind her. She then turns on the water and begins to get ready for her shower, but she also takes a moment to admire her own body in the floor length mirror. She runs her fingers through her hair, taking note of the serious case of bed head that she is showcasing, and admiring how her breast look. She also takes a moment to turn around and get a quick peek at her bum in the mirror. Once she’s finished examining her attractive reflection, she reaches down between her cheeks and pulls your tired and battered body out of the smelly depths.

“Well it looks like we could both use a quick shower huh?” She asks looking down in her palm and noticing that you’re a bit worse for wear.

“Yes, please.” You say quietly.

Ashley steps into the shower, setting you down on a small ledge and proceeds to lather her hair and body, washing away copious amounts of sweat that had accumulated over the previous day. She takes the time to leave a small dollop of. It’s shampoo and body wash for you to scoop up and use to clean yourself. Once you’ve soaped yourself up, Ashley allows a stream of water to run from her shoulders, down her arm and off of her fingertips. Finally for the first time since Megan rubbed you in her armpits on Friday afternoon, you actually feel somewhat refreshed.

Now that you’ve finished with your own little shower, you’re left waiting for your giantess caretaker to finish with hers. You silently watch as the beautiful young woman rubs herself all over with a soapy loofa. You’re glad that you aren’t being used as a washcloth and you don’t want to press your luck so you decided that your conversation with her can wait until later.

Finally the water is shut off and Ashley carefully takes your small body and exits the shower. You’re placed on the sink countertop and given a washcloth that you can use to dry yourself off with, while your enormous sister begins to dry herself off.

You obviously finish drying off much faster than she does, so once again you’re left to wait, sitting naked on the countertop. Ashley, It seems, has no intentions of rushing her routine. She wraps her hair up in a towel and begins to meticulously dry all of the water from every nook and cranny in her body. Once finished she steps up to the counter and retrieved the lace thong that Alexis gave to her.

Without saying a word, she shows you the garment, including the mesh compartment in the back, where a small enough person could be subjected to the fragrant releases of her asshole for as long as the goddess desires. You hold your breath, waiting to see what happens next.

Ashley then steps her legs into the holes of the skimpy underwear and pulls them up snugly between her heavy cheeks.
After another 20 minutes of getting ready for the day, Ashley finally picks up your naked body and takes you down into the living room so you can retrieve some clothes and the two of you can join Alexis and Megan for breakfast.

Memories "Brian's Demise"

It had been about two days since Brian first shrank down while underneath his girlfriends shapely, but odorous ass. Naturally he was freaking out over the knowledge that his life would never be the same again, but he was most shocked by the fact that Megan’s first request from him once he woke up, was to ask for his permission to drop him in her sweaty ass crack.

The deal he had stupidly made, was to stay in between her shit reeking ass cheeks until she managed to cum. However, what she failed to tell him is that she had already masturbated when he initially shrunk down. Not content to finger herself again, she simply went to bed and let her stomach process the mountain of Mexican food that she had consumed while waiting for Brian to wake up.

He suffered through the night, enduring fart after stomach turning fart, until the blonde goddess finally woke from her deep slumber and slowly crawled out of bed. Feeling her walk around, Brian claws at the fleshy cheeks that had crushed him all night. He is delighted to see some light beginning to penetrate the sweaty shorts, until he is dumped down into a large porcelain bowl filled with freezing cold water.

“Morning sleepy head! How did you sleep?” Megan asked sweetly.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, you stupid little cunt?” Brian screams up, ignoring the size roles at play here. “You said you were going to let me out when you fucking came, but you left me in your stinking shot hole all fucking night. Do you have any idea how many times you fucking farted on me last night?”

Megan kneels down in front of the toilet bowl and glares down angrily at the pathetic boy floating in the water.

“What the fuck did you just call me? You don’t EVER fucking call me that word!” She screams down, her mighty voice reverberating off the porcelain walls. “How fucking stupid are you? You’re floating in the toilet and you just try to piss me off? Are you asking me to take a dump on you? I know you’re a nasty fucking pervert, but I didn’t think even you were that fucking depraved.”

As Megan finishes her tirade of insults, she rises up and pulls her pants down to her ankles, and turns around. She then slowly lowers her pasty white ass cheeks onto her throne, ignoring the desperate pleas of the speck of a man who was currently stationed below, ready to receive her load. Once seated Megan sits for a few moments, letting Brian consider the implications of his new size and the damage that she could do to him, by simply releasing her guts.

“Well? Is there anything you want to say? Or should I just make it rain?” Megan asks, spreading her legs apart so that she could see the pathetic little man far below her well shaven pussy.

“Please baby, I’m so fucking sorry. I’ll never say something that stupid to you again. I’ll even kiss your ass whenever you want just please don’t do this!” He pleads up to the goddess whose asshole is ready to ruin his life.

Megan smiles at the groveling that she hears below and stands back up to speak with her little captive again. Once again kneeling in front of the toilet, Megan continues to address her new slave.

“Well that’s good news because you’re going to do a lot of ass kissing this weekend. So here are the new rules… you are gonna spend the next two days doing everything that I ask. You’ll be in my ass, or under my feet, or in my pussy and you won’t hesitate to do what I ask. If you can handle all of that, then you won’t have to get pooped on, okie doke?” She says with a smile.

Eager to get out of this fucking toilet bowl, Brian happily agrees to the terms laid out before him. Happy with the response, Megan then fishes Brian out of the toilet and places him at her bare feet. She then returns her sizeable ass to the seat of the toilet and lifts one of her feet slightly off of the ground.

“Perfect, I’m glad we understand each other. Now how about you climb under my toes and do a little apologizing while I do my business.” She says, letting out a loud fart and a giggle. And while Brian isn’t particularly keen on licking the feet of this psychopath whom he used to love, he also didn’t want to hear what she was about to do to his poor innocent toilet.

The next two days were filled with a hellish amount of torture for Brian as he was subjected to countless hours of foot licking, fart smelling and pussy diving. Megan used the poor man to fulfill her repressed sadistic desires, and she felt little remorse for the tiny being because he couldn’t stop himself from rocking a persistent erection.

When the torment finally comes to a close, Megan drives Brian over to his mother’s house so they can begin to take care of him. Upon initial release, Megan convinces Brian’s mom that he had just now been shrunk and she brought him over to her immediately. After thanking her son’s beautiful girlfriend, Brian’s mother, Anne, took her tiny son and rushed him off to the hospital.

Anne was given the same heartbreaking spiel that every other RP’s parent or guardian was given. There was no cure, and the burden of caring for the now incredibly helpless Brian was going to fall upon the family. After returning to the house, Anne called in her youngest child and Brian’s sister Margaret. She explained to the beautiful sophomore what had happened and explained to her that she would be partially responsible for taking care of a now tiny Brian.

The three of them continued to talk about the future and how things were going to be different when Brian finally had a breakdown and told his mother and sister all the horrible things that he had been subjected to over the past couple days. Anne and Margaret listened intently as Brian told them the story of his suffering between the cheeks of his ex-girlfriend.

Furious, Anne immediately called Megan’s parents and screamed at them for nearly twenty five minutes about how their daughter had tortured her son and how she was going to sue them straight to hell and lock that crazy blonde bitch behind bars forever. Anne even went so far as to get a lawyer involved, which is how she found out that she didn’t have a leg to stand on in court. Due to the fact that Megan was still only seventeen at the time, of Brian’s relationship with the young girls had been revealed in court, it would likely come back to hurt Brian. Additionally, Megan had turned over a large log of data files that had documented Brian’s particular affinity for ass and feet. Ultimately, Anne had been humiliated and forced to withdraw the idea of filing a lawsuit against that little evil blonde bitch.

The ride home from the lawyers office was intensely quiet. Anne was completely humiliated that her now shrunken son was some sort of total deviant. In the back seat Margaret was grinning from ear to ear. While it was a little bit awkward, she couldn’t help but giggle at the thought of her brother having some weird fart sniffing fetish, and then getting shrunken down and dosed with a healthy dose of girl farts for two straight days.

“Hey Bri… my seat’s kinda uncomfortable back here, would you mind if I sat on your lap? I’ll even let you kiss it hahaha.” Margaret laughs at her brothers silent humiliation.

“Shut up Margaret, that’s not fucking funny!”

Suddenly Anne chimes in angrily. “Don’t you talk to your sister like that! She’s not the one who humiliated this family with a bunch of lies! In fact, I don’t want to hear another word out of you or Ill tape you to the bottom of her hamper!”

Brian immediately shuts his mouth, too scared to say anything else. Margaret on the other hand sits back and revels in the fact that her brother isn’t allowed to respond to her jeers.

“I’d listen up if I were you short stack, you know I’ve got a pretty bad habit of letting my clothes pile up for ages. I’d hate to see you get stuck under a pair of my gym socks for a few weeks Hahahaha.”

Brian looks back at his sister and glares at her. He didn’t know how things had managed to get so much worse for him, but now he was at the mercy of his annoying sister and aggravated mother. As bad as Megan was, the two fiery redheads he was sharing a car with now, could be so much more volatile.

“Mom, I-“ Brian started to apologize softly, when the car was brought to a sudden and violent halt. As a result, Brian's body was tossed from the passenger seat and into the footwell. After getting up and checking himself for damage, Brian turns around to see a gigantic hand racing down towards him. “Mom what are you doing!” He screamed.

“I told you to shut the fuck up and you can’t even do that can you? You can’t give me twenty fucking minutes of silence to ride home with.” She spits at her tiny son, her words filled with venom. “Well you’re going to be quiet one fucking way or another.”

As Anne’s long slender fingers coil around Brian’s little body, she hoists him up into the air and raises her right buttcheek off of the car seat. She then unceremoniously tossed her miniscule prisoner beneath her hefty ass cheeks, and returned to her fully seated position.

Anne was a woman whose time on this earth only proved to accentuate the naturally flawless features that she was gifted with. Truly she was aging like a fine wine, because at the age of forty five Anna was still turning heads everywhere she went. Her beautiful red hair, a gift from her Irish heritage, was wavy and flowed down past her shoulder to her ample breasts. Her large ass was a symptom of her consistent workout schedule, in addition to her love of devouring a hearty home cooked meal. She knew all too well that any straight man with functioning eyes was crazy about the round and robust cheeks that she stuffed into her black dress pants.

An obvious exception to that rule was her tiny son who was now struggling for breath beneath her large globes. She was furious about how she had been humiliated in the lawyers office and if her son was going to be some deviant ass kisser, then goddammit she was going to get some use out of him.

“Jeesh Mom, I’m not sure there’s enough room for the both of you there.” Margaret laughs at her brother’s suffering.

Anne looks back at her daughter for a moment, before shifting her large ass around in the seat. “I’m sure there’s a bit of space between my buns.” She smiles as she feels a tiny lump settle right in her ass crack.

Margaret laughs loudly at her mother's remark and settles back in her seat. “Hmm doesn’t seem very fair that he only has to spend time as your seat cushion. My butt could use some company too.” She knows that her mother isn’t about let her sit on her tiny brother, but she thinks about how funny it would be anyways.

“I’m not going to let you torment your brother just because he’s tiny.” Anne says bluntly, to which Margaret replies with a heavy sigh.

“Not until you get those grades up young lady.”

Margaret’s head snaps up and her eyes nearly pop out of her skull. She can not contain the excitement that she feels right now.

“Oh my god are you serious! I can do whatever I want with Brian? I’ll graduate valedictorian if that’s what it takes!!!” She exclaims excitedly.

“Oh really? Valedictorian? Don’t go making promises you can’t keep young lady.” Anne says, noticing the squirming going on beneath her ass.
“Well, maybe not valedictorian…” Margaret admits, hoping that she didn’t overpromise with this incredible opportunity.

“Tell you what sweetie, if you get that math grade up to a B then you can start taking your brother with you to practice.” Anne smiles wickedly at the idea. Admittedly a B in one class is a pretty low bar for her gorgeous daughter to get permission to assault her brother’s senses. But she cannot deny the fact that the notion of the tiny man suffering beneath her was causing some long repressed feelings to awaken inside of her.

She can feel a familiar sensation emanating from her loins as she pulls the car into the driveway. Anne then places her head on the headrest and slowly closes her eyes, focusing on the feeling beneath her ass.

“Hey Mom, can I carry Brian inside? I wanna let him know what I’ve got in store for him once I get my grades up.” The young redhead is eager to get started on tormenting her tiny brother. But unfortunately for Margaret, Brian is already very preoccupied.

“Sorry sweetie, Brian and I need to have a talk first.”

Ppppffffftttttttttttttt

“A looonggg talk.” Anne says, smiling from ear to ear.

Margaret immediately exits the vehicle and sprints into the house, not wanting to be the second child to experience Anne’s potent fart.

*2 weeks later*

Margaret finishes setting the table and takes her seat just as Anne carries a large pot of stew over to the table. Anne proceeds to ladle out a hearty portion of the meat and vegetable soup for herself and her daughter, and then she cuts up a small chunk of beef and places it on the tiny table setting where her equally tiny son is seated.

The two women exchange a variety of stories about the things that they did throughout the day, laughing and gossiping like two great friends. Brian on the other hand sits quietly and nibbles on his food. He didn’t exactly feel like talking about the chores that he was asked to do today. However, it had become clear that his mother and sister didn’t really give a shit about what he felt like doing.

“And what did you get up to today shortstack?” Margaret asked, smirking down at the tiny man on the table. Brian simply continued looking at his plate and chewing his food.

“Young man, your sister asked you a question.” Anne said sternly. But still Brian said nothing.

“Hey twerp, you better speak up. Unless you want to spend the night in between my butt cheeks! You know how Mom’s veggie stew really bubbles up my insides.” She says, not bothering to veil her disgusting threat.

For some reason however, Brian was in phases by her threats. In the few weeks since getting shrunk, he had been farted on a million times by these two disgusting giantesses, so why the fuck should he be afraid of that? It’s not like if he follows the rules he’ll spend any less time breathing in fresh methane.

“Hey earth to dorkus-“ Margaret begins to taunt her brother again, but she is instead cut off by his tiny squeals.

“How about you fuck off you fucking ginger cunt!” He screams, standing up and facing his sister. At this point the worst she could do was kill him, and that would be a welcomed relief from the torment. But he was not greeted with a swift fist crushing his bones. Instead his sister narrows her eyes and slowly guides her spoon so that the tip of the utensil is pressing into Brian’s chest.

“Well it looks like someone’s added a bit of spice to their attitude, and you know who likes it spicy?” Margaret says before jamming the spoon into Brian’s chest and knocking him backwards into a bowl for hot flavored broth. He struggles to bring his head up out of the murky water and pushes chunks of beef and vegetable out of his way.

As he wipes the stew out of his eyes, he feels something slide underneath his body and hoist him up into the air. When the motion finally stops, he is looking at a large pair of soft pink lips, that separate into a spine chilling smile. Anne looks down at the tiny defiant morsel in her spoon and slowly opens her enormous maw. Brian only has a moment to gaze into the dark abyss before his mother slides the spoon inside and closes her mouth.

After removing the spoon, Anne begins to swish the tiny boy around in her mouth, making sure he gets the full experience that she has to offer. She presses her terrified son into the roof of her mouth with her powerful tongue and looks across the table into the eyes of her curious daughter who is patiently waiting for what’s next.

Without breaking eye contact, Anne allows the tiny bite sized man to slide towards the back of her throat, and swallows her only son whole. She then proceeds to finish her stew, paying no mind to the tiny person plummeting down into her stomach.

*Three days later*

Margaret is walking through the hallway towards her locker. She stops at her locker and collects her math textbook, but she can’t help but overhear a conversation between a couple of older girls who are discussing the recent news that Brian had gone missing. Unfortunately for the family, locating a missing RP was often times far too challenging for any police force to do anything about, and it was believed that he was gone for good.

Walking away, Margaret takes a quick detour into the bathroom to relieve herself before class. Once in the bathroom, she confirms that she is alone and takes a seat in one of the stalls. As she pulls down her tight jeans and cotton pink panties, she removes a tiny little man from her crotch before letting a jet stream of piss exit her body.
“Did you hear those girls out there Bri? Apparently you’ve gone missing. That sucks hahaha.”
“Please, please I am begging you. Just kill me.” Brian pleads, the things that he’s experienced are far too much for any man to handle.

“Well dumbass we tried that… but you decided to just crawl out of mom’s assholelike the little turd you are.” She says as the torrent of urine slows to a slow dripping. “But don’t worry, it’s my turn to eat you tonight and if you’ve got the nerve to drop out of my ass in the morning then I might just flush you away.”

Margaret then give Brian a sly wink as she stands up and drops him back down into the crotch of her underwear. She then pulls her pants back up, and seals away the tiny broken man, who was never heard from again.

Taking Sides

When you and Ashley reach the kitchen, both Alexis and Megan are sitting down at the table enjoying some coffee.

“Well look who’s finally decided to come get some grub! I guess Max wanted to get some fuel before he goes spelunking today hahaha” Alexis says getting the morning started with with her usual bitchiness.

“Well he already went cave diving this morning… add that to all the work he put in last night and I think he needs some protein if he’s going to keep up.” Ashley says calmly, planting a kiss on your head.

“Jeesh you guys are giving him a hard time already? Gotta give him a minute to catch a breath. I’m pretty sure we put him through the ringer yesterday haha.” For once it seemed Megan was coming to your defense. While it’s true that she has fun tormenting her helpless brother, with smelly feet, sweaty armpits and even a nice juicy fart; she does feel a health amount of regret about some of the other things that happened. She has a hazy memory of letting loose a wet shit over the poor little guy and that’s not something she ever thought she would actually do.
Alexis looks across the table to the pretty blonde seated there. She was confused by Megan’s sudden defense of that pathetic little bug. Did she really think that she was going to just show up, take one of Alexis’ tiny slaves and then take Max away? Not on her goddamn life.

“Well I think we can all sit down and have a nice a nice breakfast before Max gets back to work for the day. I’m thinking maybe we could all get some pedis today. What do you girls think? I know my feet could use a bit of work.” Ashley suggests setting you down in the middle of the table. You slowly sit down on the table and just stay there quietly, not making eye contact with anyone.

Megan smiles at her sister’s suggestion, but she cannot take her eyes off of her tiny deflated brother. He just looks so sad. While Megan was planning on staying for one more night, perhaps she could conceive Ashley and Alexis that they would prefer to have some alone time.

“Oooh a pedicure sounds perfect. Is there a place in town? I could definitely get in on that action, but I think Max and I should get on the road before it gets too dark. I know this hangover is gonna take its toll on me haha.” Megan says, and you look up at her before returning your gaze to the table.

Both Ashley and Alexis look over at Megan with confused looks.

“Well don’t worry about it. Alexis actually offered to let Max stay with us for the week. I figure there’s no need to have you babysit, and no point in having him home all alone. And I’m thinking that Max can give us some pedicures. I’m sure he’d like to spend some quality time with my little piggies wouldn’t you Macy?” Ashley coos.

You look up from the table and force a smile for your beautiful sister. “Sounds like fun Ash!”
“Awesome, it's a date then!” Alexis declares before turning her attention back to Megan. “And if you’re not feeling great you can head out after breakfast. You don’t need to worry about hurting my feelings, I know what it’s like struggling with a hangover.”

You’re hopes are dashed. Alexis just let Megan off the hook. You’re pretty sure that Megan got her hands on her new toy last night, and now she doesn’t even need to get you out of this cabin. Your mood somehow manages to get even worse, which you would not have believed possible after getting subjected to Ashley’s Dutch oven.

Megan however is feeling a bit uneasy about leaving her big brother here alone for the rest of the week. There’s something about Alexis that Megan is starting not to trust. And she was actually successful in getting Ashley to believe this whole stink fetish bullshit, although Megan herself played a large part in making that happen.

“Well I wouldn’t want to just leave him here to third wheel you two. This was supposed to be a nice romantic getaway and you’ve already been so amazing letting us come visit. I’d feel kinda bad about just dropping off the little stink bug and running.” Megan pushes her point.

“Oh well I’m sure the two of us can muster up enough stink for our favorite little perv.” Ashley says playfully, and pokes you in your chest. “In think maybe we can try out having him help me floss after breakfast. What do you say about that Max? Does that sound like something you could try?”

You look up at you’re beautiful sister who’s smile radiates a warmth that used to make you feel 100 feet tall. Now her gaze makes you feel almost microscopic in size. Your former protector turned into your chief antagonizer… now asking if you’d like to spend the morning picking the food out from between her teeth.
“Sure Ash, whatever you want.” You say with a subtle lack of enthusiasm in your voice.

“See Meg, it’s no trouble at all. Max has more beautiful smelly women than he can handle, I’m one less booty won’t ruin his day. Would it Maxxy?” Alexis asks, standing up and looking down at your tiny form.

“No. Of course not. I think Megan has given me enough sweat for two lifetimes… “ you say looking up into the eyes of your youngest tormentor. Looking at her face you could almost swear that she looked… guilty? Could she somehow feel bad for you? No that can’t be right. Maybe she put her new toy somewhere disgusting and that fool hasn’t learned not to fight back. Seems a bit more likely.

“Alright then…” Megan says, not sure of what she can say to get Max out of here. “Lets get that breakfast cooking.”

The girls then proceed to idly chit chat while Alexis cooks up a few hearty portions of eggs, bacon, potatoes and toast. You are gifted with a few crumbs off of Ashley’s plate which actually makes a fairly substantial breakfast for you. With everything that had happened, you didn’t realize just how hungry that you had become. You notice that while you greedily shove every morsel that drops in front of you, Megan is staring at you quite a bit. So much so that it makes you uncomfortable. Out of pure habit you shift yourself closer to Ashley who accidentally brings her hand down and knocks you over.

“Ooh sweetie I’m sorry, I didn’t see you had gotten so close. You finished with breakfast? Well you certainly are eager to get back into the action. I guess our little lesson this morning knocked some sense into you huh?” Ashley says. She then picks you up off your back and sets you down on her plate, and your socks are basically soaked in bacon grease.

“What do you say we go grab some dental floss and you can get all the bits out of those hard to reach places?” Ashely suggests, lifting you up and sticking out her tongue. She then drops you gently on her tongue and pulls your lower half into her mouth. After some general sucking she removes you from her oral cavern, but you notice that your socks didn’t come with you.

“Mmmmm bacony. Maybe if the flossing doesn’t go well I can just swallow you up.” She smiles at how much her teasing makes you squirm around in her fingers.

“Well if you’re gonna do that we should give him a little washcloth. That way he can give your intestines a scrub on the way out.” Both Alexis and Ashley laugh at the implication of Alexis’ suggestion. Meanwhile you try to figure out of Ashley would actually eat you. There’s no way that you could survive a trip through her body like that, is there?

“Well I’m gonna hit the bathroom real quick, but do you mind if I bring Max with me. I can think of a couple ways that his small hands could be useful. I’ll make sure he brings back some dental floss too.” Megan says, standing up from her chair at the table and putting her palm out towards Ashley.

“Well alright, but wash him off after whatever you’re doing. I’m not gonna put him in my mouth is he smells like your ass.” Ashley says, reluctantly handing over her little plaything. “And I’d be quick Max, the longer you take, the more time you give my tummy to cook up a nice burp.” She finishes with a wink.

Megan takes your body and hurriedly carries you to the upstairs bathroom and shuts the door behind her.

“Please don’t put me in the toilet” you say softly.

“Max, I…” She trails off.

“I’m sorry for being disobedient or whatever but please, please don’t do that to me. I’ll keep on doing whatever Alexis wants… and Ashley too. You don’t need to worry about losing you’re new toy. I won’t mess it up for you.” You say. You’re terrified of why she brought you in here, but you’re hoping that it gets over with quickly.

“Max I’m sorry.”

“Please Meg I’m begging you, I’ll do anything you want but don’t shit on me again. Please, please, please just have some mercy on me.” You’re on your hands and knees in your sister’s palm just pleading with her not to drop you in her waste.

“Max you don’t understand, I’m so fucking sorry for what I did. I took it too far last night. I got way too fucking drunk again and I’m just so sorry.” She says. And she actually sounds somewhat genuine. However you’re still concerned that she’s trying to trick you somehow.

“I… wait, what?” You ask. You’ve never really seen Megan apologize for anything before, least of all to you.

“Look Max, I’m going to get you home. You don’t need to stay here, I just need you to tell them that you don’t want to stay here.” She says, trying to get you in on her plan to break you out.

“You’re trying to trick me” You say, unconvinced of Megan’s sudden change of heart.

“No Max I want to get you out of this place, you’re better off getting away from those two.”

“Oh and I’ll be better off with you? So you can push me in your asshole? Fuck off Megan, I’m not falling for your bullshit. Just take me back to Ashley.” You shout.

“Max use your damn head. She just said, that you’ll be spending the day giving them pedicures. Oh and that’s after you crawl in her mouth and pick all the shit out of her teeth. And if you do a good enough job, she won’t swallow you and push you out of her log cutter. Is that how you want to spend the rest of your week?” She says, trying to convince you that staying here is a bad move.

“Oh and going with you would be better?” You ask sharply. “The ride down here was three and a half hours of me smelling your fucking feet, that is when you weren’t farting on me. And Ashley is the only one here who didn’t take a dump on me, so again I ask why should I go with you?”

“Max I-“ she starts.

“Tell me this, did Alexis give you what you were looking for?” You ask.

“Well… yea.” Megan’s gaze falls to the floor. She know where this is going.

“Mhmm that’s what I thought, and where is that lucky person now? I’m guessing you have him some 5 star accommodations.”
“Max, you don’t-“

“WHERE IS HE MEG?” You scream.

Megan’s shoulders slump down and she lets out a heavy sigh. She lowers her hand and places it on her crotch. She doesn’t say anything but returns her eyey to yours.

“That’s what I thought. Just grab the dental floss and take me back to the kitchen. Then you can leave. You go what you wanted so just fucking leave me alone” you cross your arms and wait for Megan to take you back to the kitchen.

After hearing the conversation finish, Alexis takes her ear away from the door, and quietly scampers back to the kitchen.
Eventually you and Megan return from the bathroom and you are gently placed on the table next to Ashley. As the mindless chatter resumes, you cannot help but notice that Alexis is staring at Megan pretty intensely.

Something is definitely off with her, but it seems that if she’s mad, she at least isn’t mad at you.
“Hello! Earth to Max, is anyone home?” Ashley booms down to you, pulling your attention back to her.

“Huh, what did you say?” You ask. Evidently you had gotten so distracted by Alexis’ demeanor that you had basically tuned out your sister.

“I said, Are you ready to get started?” She was holding up the dental floss and baring her pearly white teeth to you. “Should be a nice change of pace from smelly feet hahaha.”

“Uhhh sure Ash. And I was thinking maybe we could just relax and watch some TV today? I could use a little bit of R&R to recharge my batteries ya know?” You hope that by agreeing to her demands might just buy you some favor with this enchanting goddess.

“Oh poor little Maxxy, I guess things did get a little rough last night didn’t they haha. I’ll make you a deal, if you do this for me, you can have the rest of the morning to relax.” She says, tearing off a piece of dental floss that is a few times the length of your body and taking you into the living room. As you are carried off to clean your sister’s teeth, you look back into the kitchen to see Alexis pulling Megan aside for a conversation that is too quiet to hear.

You and Ashley arrive in the living room and she places you down on the couch. The tall brunette then proceeds to place a magazine on the couch and plops her skyscraper sized body onto the seat with a muffled thud. Her large head then descends onto a pillow and she opens up her cavernous maw. You climb up onto the pillow with the long string of dental floss in tow and quickly arrive at her lips. Peering deep into her mouth, you see a full set of large white teeth, that could be used to grind you into a pulp if she were so inclined. As you marvel at the enormous calcium boulders before you, Ashley notices your slow start and begins to wiggle her tongue. The giant slimy muscle begins to flop around in her mouth and you’re sprayed with little bits of spittle.

“Might as well get it over with” you sigh as you gather up a measure of floss and step up to the mouth. You begin with her front teeth, manipulating the floss so that any tiny little flecks if chewed up food are forced out. The job isn’t very dignified but honestly it could be a hell of a lot worse so you don’t complain. The only real challenge so far was reaching up to her upper teeth, which made your arms pretty sore.

Once you finish with all the teeth that you can reach from the front, you then need to move on to the teeth towards the back. You’re thinking about how to approach this new challenge. Thus far, you’ve been able to simply step back anytime that Ashley needed to close her mouth. But now if you climb all the way in, you’re going to be in danger of getting swallowed.

Carefully you climb into her mouth and resume your cleaning routine, trying to work as fast as you can. Inside your sister’s mouth, you are quite cramped and it’s difficult to find a good position to do your job. Sitting uncomfortably on her tongue, you wipe her saliva off of your face and get to flossing. Her rhythmic breathing provided waves of fresh air to permeate the hot moist cavern, but there were random instances where she took a sharp inward breath and you had to drop down and hug her tongue to prevent yourself from getting sucked down her deep, dark, intimidating throat.

You were almost done when you notice that her jaw was beginning to shut. You pull your hands away from her teeth and try to slide out of her mouth before you get sealed in. Before you can escape however, Ashley’s gigantic tongue pushes your puny body into the roof of her mouth. You can hear an ominous laughing sound coming from behind you.
“Her laugh sounds fucking creepy from in here” You think to yourself.

With her lips now sealed, you lie still against her tongue, waiting for whatever is coming next. Suddenly there comes another noise from behind you. It starts out as a distant gurgle, but the sound grows louder as it appears to be getting closer and closer to you. You can no longer hear yourself think as the incoming storm reaches Ashley’s mouth, culminating in an incredibly loud belch.

Ashley can’t stop herself from giggling as her tiny little brother is sealed in her mouth with her burp. She allows the tainted air to swirl around her mouth for about twenty seconds, before finally opening her mouth and spitting Max out onto the couch.

“Hahahaha I'm sorry little one, I just couldn’t resist! Hahahaha” Ashley is bellowing with laughter as she sits up and gets off the couch.

You wipe the saliva off of your face and remove your shirt which is now soaking wet. “Yea yea very funny. Might I suggest a breath mint.” You shout up at your gargantuan sister, laughing at her little “prank.”
“Well here, you stay and relax for a while. I’m gonna go get some mouthwash. I’ve got a funny taste in my mouth.” She giggles and sticks her tongue out at you. She then places the TV remote next to you and walls out of the room.

You watch her leave and realize that you actually had a smile on your face. Even after everything that happened last night, and then getting both farted and burped on, her laughter still manages to make you smile. There was definitely some tension between the two of you that would eventually need to be addressed, but deep down you know that you still love her.

After a couple minutes of watching TV and relaxing, Alexis comes into the room, presumably to ruin your quiet time. You hold your breath and silently watch as she crosses the room walking over to the couch where you’re seated. When she reaches you, she turns around so that all you can see if her enormous ass.

“Mind if I join you little man?” She laughs as she wiggles her big booty.

“Fuck me” you say under your breath .

“I’m just fucking with you man, here.” She then turns around and lowers her fist down onto the couch where you’re sitting. When her hand opens up you notice that she has brought you a fresh outfit. You look up at her very confused as she dumps the clothing in front of you before waltzing over to her favorite recliner and taking a seat. “I figured you were gonna need a change of clothes after doing all that dental work.”

“Uhhh thanks… I appreciate it.” You say, still somewhat apprehensive about Alexis’ sudden shift in demeanor.

Alexis looks over at you and notices that you’re still just staring at her.
“It’s not a trick ya dork. Go ahead and get changed.” She says turning back to the TV.

“Yea, yea… it’s just kind of weird. I thought you like… hated me.” You say, stripping out of your soaked clothes and throwing on the clean outfit.
“I don’t hate you Max. Look, I have a good time playing with people like you. And I love being with your sister. So naturally I want her to partake in some of the hobbies that I enjoy.” She explains.

“Hobbies like like using me as a sex toy?” You ask.

“Well I mean, you could do worse for yourself. Ashley and I are both pretty damn hot.” She laughs. “I mean, a lot of guys might actually pay to experience what you did.”

“But Ashley is my sister.”

“Look man, things aren’t going back. But I’ll make you a deal, if you do what is asked of you and keep a good attitude about it, then the three of us can have a happy relationship.” Alexis bargains with you.

“And what if I don’t want to do what I’m asked.”

“Then things get ugly again. But why can’t you just play along, what do you have to gain by fighting me? I know some of the stuff we want you do is a little bit gross but would it be any better going with Megan? Do you really think that if you choose to go with her, that you won’t end up in her ass?” Alexis argues. You have to admit that she’s pretty good at debating, it makes sense that she’s studying law.

“Well now that you have her someone else to torment… maybe it would be better if I go with her.” You’re not sure if it was a mistake to tell Alexis that you know about her deal with Megan, but perhaps if she thinks that you have some leverage then you can negotiate with her while she’s in this amicable mood. It seems that Alexis’ current goal is to prevent Megan from taking you away from her and Ashley so you might be able to talk her into laying off the more extreme torment.

“Well if that’s how you feel then you should go with Megan. But I don’t know why you think she’s going to leave you alone… the only thing better than having someone worship your feet, is having two people worship your feet.” Alexis says as she gets up out of her chair and goes off to find Ashley. “It’s your call Max, but I think you’ll have more fun with us. Plus just think about how happy it makes Ashley.”

All alone again, you’re left to sit and consider what Alexis said. “Could she be right?” You think to yourself.

And Then There Were Three

You’re sitting comfortably on the couch enjoying some dumb house flipping show. It’s been about an hour since Ashley left you on the couch and you think that it’s a little bit strange that you haven’t seen anyone in the past hour, but with the way things have been going lately, there’s no way in hell that you’re going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Suddenly your tranquility is shattered by the sound of Ashley shouting from somewhere else in the house.

“THEN JUST FUCKING GO HOME! JESUS CHRIST YOU'RE A SELFISH LITTLE BITCH!” The voice comes booming into the living room. You start to panic a little bit. As an RP, you stand to be in quite a bit of danger when you found yourself stuck in a room with a couple of fighting gargantuans.

As you sit on the couch, waiting to see what had happened, Megan suddenly appears from upstairs. You can see on her face that she is visibly distraught, and it looks as if she is trying to gather up all of her belongings. As she frantically searches the cabin for any loose belongings that she may have left lying around when suddenly she looks into the living room and her gaze meets with yours.

As you look into her big blue eyes, you cannot help but notice that they are welled with tears. Clearly she and Ashley are fighting over something, and Ashley has apparently touched a nerve. And while you know that Megan has always been somewhat temperamental, you also can’t help but feel a little bit bad for her. Despite the heinous odors that she has subjected you to, she was your little sister and you wanted to do whatever you could to protect her. That feeling of pity was quickly washed away however, when the titanic blonde athlete quickly crossed the living towards you. A deep feeling of fear floated up into your mind as Megan’s heavy footfalls grew ever closer.

“Meg what are-“ Is all that you managed to say before her massive hand was closing around you.

“We’re leaving.” You heard her say before the flesh of her palms muffled all noise coming from the outside world. And you continued to huddle in her palm, unaware of what was happening, for the next several minutes.

One the shaking stops, you can just about make out the sound of another voice. Moments later, you feel the vibrations in Megan’s hand and realize that she is having a conversation with someone. You start to frantically squirm around in the rapidly warming palm, hoping that you can make someone else aware of your captivity.

Eventually your wish is granted as Megan’s fist opens up and you roll down onto the kitchen table.

“Oh my god Max, are you okay?” Ashley’s gigantic face is hanging directly over your tiny body.

“I’m fine, but what the hell is happening? Meg why are you crying.” You ask.

“She’s crying because she’s a jealous little bitch who got caught trying to steal you from me.” Ashley says, shouting at her still crying sister.

“Max I’m getting you out of here. I’m not leaving you with these bitches.” Megan screams, reaching for you again.

You step back from Megan’s quick movement as Ashley steps forward and lunges at her sister. “Get your damn hands off of him you fucking brat!” Ashley’s screams as she grabs Megan’s arm.

The two giantesses begin to struggle, and you continue to try to move away from the scene to avoid being crushed. As you back up away from the scuffle another hand reaches down from out of your view and scoops your tiny body off the table. Moments after you are pulled off of the table, Megan’s elbow comes crashing down to the table, in a location that very well may have crushed your legs into dust. After the spike of adrenaline wears off and you can regain control over your breathing, you look and realize that Alexis has pulled you away from the table and has carried you to the other side of the kitchen. You’re completely astonished that this complete bitch who just yesterday farted on your entire head for a half hour, has now just rescued you from certain destruction.

“Uhh thanks Alexis, that probably would’ve hurt a hell of a lot.” You say over the sounds of the two women still arguing loudly, apparently over who is going to get custody of you.

“Well I wouldn’t want you getting turned to a pancake. God I’ve never seen Ashley this worked up.” Alexis says, not taking her eyes off the scene going down in her kitchen.
“What the hell are they even fighting about?” You ask.

“Apparently Megan wants you to go with her, and Ashley told her it’s not up to her.”

“Well nobody bothered asking me.” You say, a little pissed off.

“Hey man that’s what I said, but they don’t listen to me either.” Alexis replied. She was holding you very near her breast and you could feel her heartbeat. Oddly enough, you felt incredibly comfortable resting here with her.

“Shut them up would you? I’m putting a stop to this.” You say puffing out your chest.

Alexis smiles at your bravado and purses her lips before letting out an ear piercing whistle. The loud noise causes you to flinch and cover your ears. As you look up at the source of the obnoxious sound, you see Alexis smirking down at you. When you turn around you both of your sister have separated and are now staring at you.

“Look, I don’t know what the hell is going on… but neither of you get to choose where I am going to go. It’s been a weird weekend for all of us, but you both need to relax.” You explain, trying to calm down the bickering sisters.

“Max, you can’t stay here-“ Megan starts to say before she gets cut off by Ashley.

“You’re not in charge of him!”

Ashley and Megan then began to loudly argue again, so you look back up to Alexis. She rolls her eyes before letting out another shrill whistle, causing the fighting to stop again.
“Look you both need to relax. Megan, I’m not going anywhere okay? I’m not mad at you or anything like that but I’m gonna stay here with Ashley. Alright?” You say, trying to calm down the emotional blonde who is once again on the brink of breaking into hysterics.

“Max, I’m trying-“ She stammers through a series of quick breaths.

At this point Alexis steps in and decides to put an end to this argument. “Megan, if Max wants to stay here, then he can. You aren’t going to just take him against his will. Look, why don’t the two of you say your sorry and then you can go your separate ways. Ashley will be back in a week and some time to cool down will help.”

Ashley stands defiantly, crossing her arms and glaring at Megan. Megan is growing more and more emotional as she looks around and sees all three faces staring at her. She finally reaches her breaking point and shouts “Fine, have fun you little shit!” After shouting at you she grabs her bags off the floor and storms out the door throwing things in her car. After an uncomfortable 10 minutes of packing her stuff, Megan gets into her car and begins the long drive home, leaving you alone with your twin sister and her girlfriend, whom you were starting to feel more comfortable around. Sure she had subjected you to some pretty smelly torment, but honestly so had Megan and even Ashley and that didn’t stop you from loving either of them.

After Megan has driven off the three of you go back into the house, and Ashley’s is still noticeably worked up.

“I need to go clear my head. I’m going for a run.” Ashley says, walking upstairs to get changed.

“Want me to join you babe? I’m sure max would be okay here on his own for a bit.” Alexis asks, setting you down on the couch.

“No” Your sister says bluntly, “I need to be alone for a bit.”

“Okay babe, then I’ll just hang out with little Maxxy boy till you get back.” Alexis says, shooting you a sly grin. Her smirk makes you start to feel uncomfortable again, reminding you of what it was like being on her bad side.

“Fine“ is all that Ashley says before going upstairs.

Alexis then returns to the couch and stands up above your pathetic little body. She looks down at your body and shoots you a big toothy grin, before turning around showing you her incredibly large ass in black leggings.

“Well what do we do while your sister’s out getting all sweaty?” She asks, still standing with her bulbous asscheeks poised to crush you.

You take a deep breath and calmly reply “How about we just watch some TV?”
“Counter offer: how about I watch some TV, and you sit between my cheeks and tell me if my farts are worse than yesterday.” She says, spinning around and bringing her face down to your level. You stare into her eyes, not sure about how to proceed with this interaction.

“I’m just busting your balls man.” She says while walking back to her leather recliner and plopping herself down. “Man that’s twice in one day you fell for that. You’re a gullible little guy huh?”

Alexis laughs at her ‘practical joke’ and you release a nervous chuckle.
“Well I mean, you did fart on me for like an hour yesterday… so I can’t be sure about these things.” You say in your defense.

“Well if that’s what you would prefer to do… I’d be happy to oblige.” She says sitting up in her chair.

“No, no… that’s okay. Let’s just watch TV.”

You relax once Alexis sits back in her chair and begins to flip through the channels. Ashley returns from upstairs wearing a t-shirt and spandex running shorts, and steps out the door to go clear her head. You and Alexis spend the next hour and a half just watching TV and making friendly conversation.

You begin to feel like maybe you had judged her a bit to harshly, and perhaps the two of you had gotten off on the wrong foot. In the last hour you’ve learned that she is a pre-law student at the same university that you and Ashley has attended. And while she had an internship lined up with a law firm, her ultimate ambition was to go into politics. Alexis explained that her goal was to actually to focus on regulations for RP rights. Currently it was a complicated matter that caused partisan divide, and resulted in no real change. Apparently Alexis believed that she would have what it takes to “Create real change for tinies” as she likes to put it.

Additionally, you learned that her parents were both doctors, although her father had passed away several years ago. You can now understand how her family managed to afford such a nice cabin right on the lake. Other than that, the two of you just exchanged small talk and eventually just went silent, watching some rom-com that had come out earlier in the year.

The movie is eventually interrupted by the sound of Ashley swinging open the door and walking into the living room. You can see that she had just put herself through a pretty intense workout. Her skin was flushed red and glistening with a layer of hot sweat. Her hair had become frizzy and a bit unkempt in the humid summer air. The overheating giantess didn’t say a word as she enters the living room and plops herself down on the couch, not on top of you, but still close enough for you to get a whiff of her ripe, sweaty skin.

You inch your way away from Ashley but you don’t get very far until you are up against the massive armrest. Ashley looks down and sees you struggling to abound the stink coming off of her body and chuckles a little bit. She then raises her arm up above her head and takes a couple of quick sniffs of her own armpit.

“Whew, just count yourself lucky that you’re not stuck in here.” She says, putting her head back and placing her feet up on the coffee table.

Alexis laughs and pulls herself up out of the recliner. She slowly walks over to her sweaty girlfriend and leans down to place a kiss on her salty forehead. “Well I hope the run helped, are you feeling any better?”

“Yea, I’m calmed down. I’m just tired now.” Ashley relies quietly.

“Well how about a quick footrub and then you can take a quick nap before lunch.” Alexis says, reaching down and peeling off one of Ashley’s blue nike running shoes, releasing the stale air from within the confines of the sweaty monster.

Ashley cracks a big smile and raises her foot up to Alexis’ lips and places her big toe on the soft lips. Alexis plants a tiny kiss on Ashley’s big toe and begins to work her palms into the warm socks. Ashley lets out a soft moan and lays her head back.

You’re sitting on the cushion, just awkwardly watching Alexis rub your sister’s rank feet. After only about 30 seconds of foot running, Alexis looks down at you and smirks. She then reaches her hand down and picks you up, wrapping her fingers around you so that you cannot move your arms or legs.

Unbelievable…. this is just unbelievable. You thought that you and Alexis had an understanding. She had saved your life this morning and you had just spent the last hour learning about each other, but sure enough here she was holding your face less than an inch away from Ashley’s disgusting feet.

“Alexis, what are you-“ you try to plead with her, before your face makes contact with the fetid fabric. You struggle to breath as the fabric is absolutely saturated with Ashley’s salty foot sweat. Your mouth and stomach are quickly pumped full of the foul liquid, and you fear once again that you might meet your untimely demise beneath a pretty woman’s foot.

While you are suffering at her potent smelling feet, a wide smile creeps across Ashley’s face. She didn’t need to open her eyes to know that the slightly ticklish wiggling feeling on her sole was her brother, fighting for some clean air. She had actually thought about it a lot while she was out on her run. She felt her large, warm feet pressing down into the moist insole of her shoe, and considered what it would be like for you to be trapped in there. And when she arrived back at the cabin, she knew that all she had to do was sit down and Alexis would handle the rest.

Unbeknownst to you, Alexis and Ashley had spoken at some point this morning and you were the subject of their conversation. Ashley had confided in her lover about the conflicting feelings that she was experiencing and Alexis was more than happy to provide her with guidance.
*Earlier this morning*

“I don’t know babe, I just kind of feel bad. Fetish or not, he clearly doesn’t want to do those things with me. I mean I’m his sister so I guess I can understand but….” Ashley says, her voice trailing off.

“Well Megan’s his sister too, and her spent three hours in her workout shoes on the way here.” Alexis retorted.

“I don’t know what to say. He just doesn’t feel that way about me.” Ashley says, letting her shoulders slump down a bit.

“But how do you feel? What about last night? I know you enjoyed playing around then.” Alexis says matter of factly. She flashes a small smile and places her hand on top of Ashley’s.

“Well that’s not exactly fair… you can’t force Max to do something he doesn’t want to, just because you made me cum while he was in my ass.” Ashley kisses Alexis on the cheek and gives her a half smile. “But I appreciate the thought.”

“Babe, you’re just a bit on edge because this is so new to you. Just give it a try this week, and see how you feel when it comes time for you two to head home.”

Ashley agreed to give it a try, because despite her clear concern for her tiny twin, she couldn’t fight the fact that it felt so good to be in control of another living thing. She didn’t want to go overboard however, so she made Alexis promise to be nice to Max... at least until it came time for more “fun.”

Alexis happily agreed to the conditions, and placed a kiss on her sexy girlfriend’s lips. This would actually work out in her favor. Because aside from getting Ashley to fully embrace her status as Max’s goddess, she now needed to worry about Megan. It appears that now that Megan had the new toy that Alexis had promised her, she was less than keen to let you Max stay and be tormented.

Alexis knew that if she was going to get Ashley to play with Max the way that she wanted, then she was going to need to get Megan away. Luckily she had a plan to get Megan out of the house, but it was going to require stirring up some drama between the two sisters.

*Present Time*

Your face is being smashed into Ashley’s sweaty, stinking foot, and you can feel a large thumb on your back, massaging you into the warm sole. Alexis looks lovingly at her beautiful, sweaty girlfriend.

“How did I get so lucky.” She says softly, noticing a smile creep across Ashley’s face. Ashley wiggles her sweaty toes after hearing the compliment, and feels your tiny head being pressed into the soft flesh under her toes.

“How did he get so unlucky.” Ashley chuckles. She’s not sure that she understands the full extent of your fetish, but one way or the other she knows that she wouldn’t trade places with you for anything in the world.

“He’s not unlucky, we should all be so fortunate to serve such a sexy goddess.” Alexis leans her face down and places a couple of kisses on Ashley’s foot, all the while continuing to knead your body into the rank flesh.

“Oh he’s fortunate is he? Then maybe you would like to get rubbed into my sweaty little feetsies.” Ashley says playfully.

“If only I were a little shrinky. Oh well.” Alexis laughs.

“Hmmm we’ll see about that. Maybe when you do shrink, I’ll have you be my faithful foot cleaner.” Ashley gives her a devilish look. Alexis giggles at Ashley’s comment and pulls you away from the horrible wall of foot stink. You suck up the fresh air as quickly as you can, because your experience tells you that this is far from over.

“Until then, I guess we have to make do with little Max here.” Alexis says dangling your tired body in front of her face. You can do nothing to hide your fear from this giant woman. You’re confused by her constantly changing demeanor, and you start to feel as if you’re going insane. One minute you’re being smothered by her asshole, and the next she is acting like you’ve been friends for years, only to come back and press you into a sweaty foot. What does she want from you? Does she want to get close to win favor with your sister? Or does she just want to watch you squirm.

As if to answer your question, Alexis grabs the base of Ashley’s other sneaker with one hand and slowly pulls it off. As the sneaker is removed, it pulls the grey ankle sock with it revealing a red, slimy sole that is poised to make your life hell. However, you find that you’re not being instantly pressed into the newly released foot, but instead you are being hovered over the reeking sock and shoe. A wave of hot smelly air wafts up from the mouth of the shoe and crawls its way up into your nose. The odor is incredibly powerful, and makes you want to throw up.
“Well little man, how about you put that little tongue of yours to work? I can see that big sissy has some gunk piling up between her toes.” Alexis proceeds to move your face so it is less than an inch away from the gap between Ashley’s first two toes. “How about you gobble it all up, like a good brother.”

“Oh my god Alexis that freakin gross.” Ashley says, picking her head up off of the couch.

“Well I guess we should just let him go then…” Alexis says, keeping your face dangerously close to the stinky digits.

Ashley looks at Alexis, and then over to you. You stare into her eyes, silently pleading that she will put an end to this. Instead she simply lays her head back down and flexes her toes enough to create enough space for a tiny little head.

“Proceed” She says, with an over the top royalty sort of accent.

And with that Alexis giggles, your fate having been sealed between the giantess toes. When your face arrives between the reeking pillars of flesh, you notice that the stench or sour sweat has grown 1000 fold from when you were simply being pushed into her sole. It’s hard for you to believe that your pretty, clean sister was capable of creating a stench this horrible. The horrifying, cheesy aroma of footsweat was the only thing that you could think about, it was permeating your very soul.

As you thrash about in between Ashley’s toes, you can hear her giggling loudly.
“Stop! That tickles!” Is the only thing you hear before her massive toes clench around your tiny head. The pressure is unreal. It feels as though your head is being destroyed by a vice grip, the entire experience only worsened by the presence of your twin sisters foot stink. When the crushing finally stops, you feel a greasy film has been applied to your entire head.

“Hahaha babe look! He’s wearing your toe jam like a hat! Hahaha” Alexis’ bellowing laughter causes Ashley to look up and see that she was right. Your head is completely covered with the grey slimy hunk from between her toes.

“Well that’s what happens when you tickle me.” She says nonchalantly.
“Oh really?” Alexis asks. “So then I shouldn’t do this?” As she finishes her question, Alexis drops your face back in between Ashley’s toes and proceeds to use your tiny face to tickle her putrid feet. As expected, Ashley’s toes once again clamp around your skull, as you are twisted around gathering up all of the funky toe jam from between her toes.

When you are once again released from between the toes, Alexis holds you back in front of her face and smiles evilly down at you.

“Well it looks like someone just got promoted to Head of Toejam Collection. Congratulations!” Both girls laugh at Alexis’ cruel joke and Ashley is the next to speak up.

“We should help him celebrate.”

“I agree, Max how about we celebrate by letting you get some payback against smelly old Ashley.” Alexis says, as Ashley feigns offense.

Alexis brings you up to her gargantuan lips, which are pursed before you. Alexis then spits a big wad of saliva on your head before using her fingers to clean the grime off of your face.
“You know, I heard that Ashley is pretty ticklish. Maybe you should get her back for making you scoop up all that gross toe slime.” Alexis says she she steps away from Ashley’s feet and towards her chest. You’re still too dazed from the foot stink to know what is going on, but you see Alexis lifting up Ashley’s arm, revealing the darkened armpit of her jogging shirt.
“I wouldn’t do that Max.” Ashley warms, as if any of this is your doing. But Alexis continues moving you toward the pit.

“Seriously Max, you’re going to regret it.” Ashley warns again, causing both girls to smile wildly. You start to struggle as violently as possible, but there’s no way your meager gram could out wrestle Alexis titanic fingers. Soon you are brought face to face with Ashley’s enormous sweat stained armpit. The shirt fibers in front of you are so completely saturated with her sweat that it’s a wonder how this fabric is even still holding it together.

Additionally, the odor coming off of this armpit is perhaps one of the most formidable stenches you’ve ever experienced. In fact it may even rival that of your bratty little sister Megan.
As you feel yourself getting sick from the eye watering aroma, you hear Ashley give you one final warning.

“Max, I swear to God. If you so much a touch my armpit… then I am going to let Alexis do whatever she wants to the both of us in the bedroom tonight.”

Upon hearing this, Alexis shudders and lets out a tiny squeal of delight. Not wasting another second, Alexis plunges your face into the armpit of Ashley’s shirt and you feel like you’ve just been dumped into an ocean of sweat. For what feels like an eternity, you struggle against the salty water that tries to work it’s way into your mouth. It gets into your eyes, nose and mouth, leaving you with nothing but the overwhelming stench and taste of this gorgeous woman’s BO.

Eventually you are pulled away from the disgusting fabric and brought in front of Ashley. Her face, though sweaty and flushed, is incredibly attractive and you cannot help but admire her sheer beauty. Her playful smirk makes you think that perhaps she believes she doesn’t smell quite as bad as she actually does. Or perhaps she thinks that her overwhelming odor is something that you enjoy. Or maybe she just no longer cares what you think. As much as it pains you to say, you no longer know if she has any regard for your wellbeing.

It quickly became clear that if she did care about your feelings, she certainly didn’t care much, as her colossal arm came down and sealed you inside the damp, hot, disgusting prison.
Meanwhile, the two giantesses shared a lengthy kiss. Both of them enjoying Max’s sentence in the reeking pit.

Ashley's Wrath

You are hunched over trying to catch your breath. Mere moments ago you were pulled out out of the reeking armpit of your gigantic sister. And somehow, not even the sister whom you would expect to hold you in her armpit. No, this time you were subjected to the freshly exercised pit of your twin sister Ashley. Now that you’ve been released, your main focus is scraping the sweat off your face, and filling your lungs with untainted air.

After cleaning off your face, you look up to see Ashley and Alexis smiling down at you. The two gorgeous brunettes are seated on the couch, with Alexis sitting on top, straddling Ashley’s hips. You are seated on Ashley’s chest, just above the deep crevice of her ample, and still sweaty, bosom. You feel an immense sense of dread standing where you are, as if some imminent danger is right around the corner.

“Well Max, I hope that was worth it. Because your punishment for tickling my baby’s armpit will be served tonight.” Alexis says, as if you actually played any part in rubbing your own face around Ashley’s pungent flesh.

“Oh you take such good care of me.” Ashley says, placing her hands on Alexis curvy hips. “I don’t know what I would do without you to protect me from that big bully Max.”

This girls laugh at the notion of your ability to bully someone. In reality, you couldn’t impose your will on anyone. Even now as a 23 year old man, you could be crushed like a bug underneath a toddler’s shoe. However these two hot and aroused young women were more than capable of bullying you. And eager to prove that fact, Alexis leaned down to resume her makeout session with her sweaty girlfriend, and coincidentally let her impressive tits crush you into your sister’s cleavage.

Being compressed between the four massive tits was more uncomfortable than anything else. Ashley’s shirt was soaked in sweat which was rapidly becoming very cold, while the embroidered fabric of Alexis’ top was incredibly course on your tender skin. However, things changed drastically when the titanic bombshells decided to move things along by taking off both of their shirts. You’re awestruck as Alexis hoists your tiny body up to her face, and then with a small giggle, deposits you in between her massive mounds. Stuck between the biggest tits that you’ve ever seen in your life, you look down at your sister who is still pinned beneath your captor. The feeling of being taller than Ashley is short lived, because Alexis begins her descent again and presses her lips against Ashley’s.

This time, you are actually able to get some enjoyment out of this experience. As Alexis swaps a good amount of saliva with your sister, she makes a point to push her breasts down into Ashley’s, and pummels you with her soft mounds. The constant motion of the walls around you, combined with the rising heat coming off of Alexis’ perfumed skin is causing you to feel a sensation that you haven’t felt in quite some time. It doesn’t take long for you to feel your members to grow fully erect, and you struggle to keep yourself from propelling over the edge into an ocean of bliss.

Your struggles are futile though, because the intense friction from Alexis’ large jiggling tits cause your erect dick to erupt a spray of hot jizz all over the inside of your pants. A wave of pleasure massages every single nerve in your body, and you feel yourself relax to a point that you have never relaxed before. The sensation is short lived however, because despite you reaching your climax, the constant motion did not cease. Alexis continues to massage her breasts together, completely unaware that you had just shot your load across her supple flesh. The temperature continues to rise and your palace of pleasure begins to transform into an oven of sweat and flesh.

After another three minutes being broiled in Alexis’ cleavage, you think that your brain might be dangerously close to boiling in your skull. Thankfully your salvation is brought to a head when a pair is slim feminine fingers reaches between the squishy globes and pulls you out. Your small tired body is hoisted up in front of your tormentor’s large sparkling eyes. You stare into her gigantic pupils as she looks you up and down, and her gaze pauses as she notices the small stain on the front of your pants.

“Well well well, it looks like someone was having a good time.” Alexis moves your body so that Ashley can look at the mess you made all over yourself. “Ya know Max it’s polite to buy a lady dinner first. Hahaha”

Ashley however, doesn’t laugh, but instead sits up, causing you and Alexis to tumble backwards into the couch.

“What the hell Max, did you fucking cum on my girlfriend?” She asks. There’s something curious about her voice. It isn’t as if she is genuinely upset about you being with her girlfriend, but there does appear to be something bothering her.

“Oooooh is somebody jealous.” Alexis teases, holding you in front of Ashley’s gargantuan face.
You’re dangling helplessly in front of your twin sister’s beautiful face, when you see her furrow her brow and puff out her cheeks a bit. Honestly if it weren’t for the way she had been treating you lately, it would be the cutest face in the world. Suddenly her eyes narrow and her jaws quickly open up and snap forward in your direction. If not for Alexis’ quick reflexes, Ashley may very well have snapped your limbs off and swallowed you whole.

“Ah ah ah, I’m not gonna let you break our little plaything just cuz he likes my big ol boobies.” Alexis wags a ginger in her lovers face, as she cradled your puny body against her warm bosom.

“Give it.” Ashley says sternly, trying to wiggle her fingers into Alexis’s hands.

“It? Oh so he’s an IT now is he?” Alexis taunts, trying to shield you from a dangerously worked up sister.

“He is a bad little man, who did a bad little thing. And so he needs to be punished.” Ashley is now repositioning herself so that she is sitting on Alexis’ legs who is lying on her back on the couch. Now in a good position to assert her will, Ashley raises up one of her legs so that a single socked foot is now hovering ominously over Alexis’ face.

Alexis closes her fingers tightly around your body as she looks up at the pretty pink sock dangling directly above her nose. She sees the heavy toll that Ashley’s run took on the small garment, and can’t help but picture the little flecks of lint strewn across the sole as countless little people suffering in the odor of Ashley’s foot. In her mind she can see waves of people being washed away by an ocean of footsweat, and some being so unfortunate as to wind up trapped beneath the greasy jam that gathers between the little toes of her sweet and caring girlfriend.

Letting her imagination run wild, Alexis feels a familiar wetness begin to invade the front of her panties. Slowly the foot begins to descend until she can smell the sour, acrid stench that is emanating from the looming sole.

“Give it here, or you get to take his punishment instead.” Ashley says, fully engrossed in her role as a domineering goddess. She wiggles her toes inside the pungent prison and sees a single bit of sweat soaked lint fall from her foot onto the face of her obviously aroused lover.

Alexis continues to stare at the bottom of Ashley’s sock, as she raises you up between two fingers so that you are dangling by your arms in front of you sister. Your sister wiggles her hips victoriously on Alexis’ lap and reaches forward to take you in her hands, letting her foot fall to the floor.

“I guess you’re gonna have to punish me.” Alexis says with a sy smile as she opens her mouth and drops your tiny defenseless body between her lips.

You feel as if you are plummeting in slow motion when Alexis releases the fingers binding your arms and you begin to free fall. Your body drops like a stone into the hungry maw waiting impatiently below you, and you are then mercilessly assaulted by a giant wriggling tongue battering you between her pearly white teeth. The concussive force of your head bouncing off of her teeth is brutal, but what’s worse the humidity within the confines of this giantess’ mouth. It’s muggy, wet, and cramped inside Alexis’ mouth and you cannot escape the stench of digested bacon and eggs. It appears that this young woman never bothered to brush her teeth after breakfast.

Ashley’s face turns to one of pure shock, as she just saw her brother get slurped up by her girlfriend. Granted they were playing around and she agreed to submit Max to some playful torment, but this made her panic just a bit. With just one quick swallow, Ashley could lose her brother to the belly of the beast. Unsure of what to say Ashley just stares at Alexis waiting for what will happen next.

Sensing Ashley’s concern, Alexis cracks a smile and opens her mouth just enough for her to snake her tongue out into the open. And lying on her wet tongue was a tiny little man who was a bit worse for wear. Alexis then blows a raspberry, showing you with bits of spittle, and pulls her tongue back into her mouth. Alexis has a look on her face that was silently challenging Ashley to do something about it, if she wanted to win you back.

Finally catching on Ashley smiles and lets out a contented sigh. “Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” She says standing up off of her girlfriends lap and walking over towards Alexis head. She slips her thumbs into the waistband of her running shorts and wiggles her hips to help free them from the confines of the less than breathable fabric. Her sensual strip tease only serves to exacerbate the dampness in Alexis’ panties. Once the shorts have fallen to the ground Alexis can see the mesh back thong that she had given Ashley this morning was still threading the span between her glorious ass cheeks. This means that Ashley was willing to deal with having a thong up her ass through her entire workout just to make the little prison a bit more unpleasant for whomever crossed her path.

With this realization, Alexis couldn’t even wait for her lover to drop her panties, before she decided to slide a couple fingers down towards her own hungry cunt. Ashley notices that her little plaything has opted to give herself some much desired release, and considered this to be the perfect opportunity to torture the busty girl.

“Oh no you don’t! You don’t get to play with your pussy, not while you’re still harboring a fugitive.” Ashley says while reaching down and pulling Alexis’ manicured fingers away from the starving pussy.

Alexis lets out a pathetic whimper as her once timid and submissive girlfriend denies her this much needed fingering. Satisfied with her work, Ashley then continues to disrobe until her naked body is bathed in the gentle glow of the afternoon sun coming through the window. She then gives Alexis a few moments to admire her well manicured pussy before stepping up into the couch and lowering herself down to the eager girl’s face.

Alexis releases a small gasp as the immaculate pussy lips above her begin their descent, and nearly sucks you deep into her throat. Luckily though, she manages to use her skilled tongue to stop your descent and pin you to the roof of her mouth. She’s got plans for you and they don’t include dropping you into her tummy, at least not yet.

Ashley wastes no time in bringing her soaking wet nethers down onto her girlfriends face. Once her makes contact, she decides to slide around to try to get more comfortable. She wiggles her ample behind in one direction and then the other, leaning forward and back until she finds herself in the perfect position. Her lips are positioned perfectly on top of Alexis’ lips, eagerly awaiting for her dexterous tongue to slither out of its cave (and into hers.) And as an added bonus her pungent asshole was aimed directly at Alexis’ cute little nose.

Ashley giggles to herself, after all the torturing that they have done to Max, now it’s Alexis who has her nose pressed right up against her extra ripe rosebud. She desperately loved this woman with all her heart but she had to admit, there was something so exhilarating about subjecting someone to her body’s less pleasant odors. “Hmm, maybe I’m the deviant.” She thinks to herself, before pushing that thought away to be addressed later. For right now she had more pressing concerns. Namely, getting off.

Alexis is more turned on that she has ever been. The transformation that she facilitated in Ashley, from a timid and submissive girl whose life revolves around protecting her tiny brother, was now acting more dominant. Even going so far as to sit on her face after a run on a hot summer afternoon. Alexis lived for this sort of thing, to watch this beautiful girl embrace the power that she could wield over others. Plus the fact that Ashley was a sexy little thing didn’t do anything to calm her hormones. Once Ashley’s beautiful pussy finally descended and rested on her face, Alexis got to work.

She positions your body in a way that when her tongue finally exits her mouth, you are staring up at Ashley’s massive labia. You’re not given even a second to react before your tiny body is slammed up against the moist genitals, and your face is rubbed up and down, all across her swollen lips. Once again you are sent into a sensory overload as Alexis proceeds to eat out your sister, with you stuck to her tongue. The heat and smell from Ashley’s massive pussy, combined with the pressure from Alexis’ tongue is causing your mind to set off all sorts of alarms. And while your brain is telling you that this is an incredibly miserable experience, you cannot stop yourself from sporting yet another erection.

Ashley on the other hand, isn’t feeling any sort of reservations about the stellar performance that Alexis is putting up. The feeling of her slimy tongue pushing its way into her sensitive crotch is amplified by the subtle but still noticeable sensation of a tiny man being pushed up inside of her. The feeling of being in charge for once… the feeling of having both of these people beneath her, serving her most carnal desires is filling Ashley up like a balloon. And she is ready to burst at any second.

Sensing just how near to orgasm her partner was, Alexis decided to go for the kill. She reaches her hands up into Ashley’s hips, arches her back and buried her face so far between the pale cheeks that you would think she was trying to climb inside. She then shoots her tongue out as far as she can and goes into turbo mode. Her tongue (and by extension, you) darts back and forth around the swollen pussy, eagerly working to bring it release.
As expected, Ashley’s body buckled under the force of her orgasm as her hips rock back and forth, and a river of cum flows from between her legs. And because Alexis is not the kind of person to spare you any sort of torment, she pulls all of your body inside of her mouth, leaving only your head sticking out between her lips.

You’re completely immobile as Ashley’s sticky love drips down off of her lips and brings to pool up around your head.

“Alexis! Enough! Please stop!” You shout as loud as you can, allowing some of the sweet fluid to enter your mouth. Without your hands to wipe off your face, your can only sit and endure the lake of cum making it into your eyes, nose and mouth.

Ashley takes a few moments to savor the feeling of bliss rushing through her body before she slowly rises up off of her girlfriend and turns around to take stock of the damage she caused. She cannot help but laugh as she sees the tiny head of her shrunken brother sticking out of Alexis’ lips, surrounded by a literal lake of her cum.

“Ahahaha Max, how are you doing down there?” She says leaning down and plucking you from between Alexis’ lips. As Ashley helps Alexis off the couch,you just curl up into a ball in her hand.
“Aww is littly Maxxy getting sleepy?” Ashley coos, rubbing a single finger along your back. “That’s okay buddy, you can take a little nap.”

Alexis is now wiping her face off with a towel when she decided to chime in. “Well here, he's got one more job to do before he gets a break.” She walks over towards Ashley with her palms stretched out waiting for you to get handed over. “I’ve got an itch that needs some tiny hands to scratch.”

Ashley however closes her fist around you and brings you around her back. “Ah ah ah, you had your fun. Now max needs some time off. He’s got a looonnnnngggg night in front of him, and I want him to be alert and ready.

Alexis makes a pouty face, but doesn’t want to push the issue too much because Ashley is right, the real fun has yet to come. However, she also doesn’t want you to get too comfortable in the meantime.

Suddenly the perfect idea pops into her head as she reaches down and picks up one of the shoes that Ashley had worn on her run. She lifts the shoe up to her nose, takes a couple of quick whiffs and then crinkles her nose in disgust.

“Fine, but if her wants to sleep, he sleeps in here.” She says defiantly.

Ashley looks into Alexis’ eyes and then down at you. You silently pray that Ashley is going to stand her ground and get Alexis to leave you alone for a while. Unfortunately for you, Ashley is not very good at standing up to

Alexis. She then tips her palm so that you go quickly tumbling down into the mouth of the shoe. Your face bounces off of the squishy insole and you can feel the moisture already starting to cling to your body.

Alexis then picks up the crumpled up running sock off the floor and begins to seal off the entrance to the shoe.

“Awww come on. Let the poor guy have some fresh air!” Ashley pleads, feeling guilty that Max’s relaxation time is now going to be soured by the stink of her sweaty feet.

“Oh fresh air huh? Alright, I can do that.” Alexis says, giggling and bringing the shoe around behind her. Alexis the contorts her face and presses down on her guts, forcing a toxic cloud out from between her cheeks, directly into the closed container in which you were trapped.

Satisfied with her gift, she then stuff the sock into the entrance of the shoe and seals you away for the next several hours.

Ashley rolls her eyes, knowing that this torment was fairly mild compared to what Alexis would’ve preferred to do. The two giantesses then set the shoe on the coffee table and head upstairs to take a shower, eager to get cleaned up and smelling nice.

You can hear the two girls giggle as they leave the room, and you realize that they’re going to leave you in here for a while. The scent of Ashley’s feet mixed in with the scent of Alexis’ potent fart is giving you an incredible headache and causing you to feel somewhat nauseous. Knowing that there’s nothing that you can do to move the sweaty sock out of the way, you decided to just curl up and try to pass the time with some sleep. You however have a hard time falling asleep, unsure of how you’re still sporting a rock solid erection.

Exposed

Hot, humid, and smelly. Those are the words that would best describe your surroundings. Locked away inside of your sister’s running shoe with nothing but Alexis’ raunchy fart to keep you company. You’re lying on the damp insole, trying to get some sleep, but for some reason your just can’t. You reach down into your pants and grab ahold of your rigid member. Slowly you begin to stroke up and down, hoping that jacking off might help you fall asleep.

“Wait, how am I this turned on right now?” You think to yourself, letting go of your cock. Your head is swirling around a miasma of footsweat and girl fart, you should be vomiting not jerking off. Your mind tells you that you should be repulsed by your environment but your body doesn’t seem to care about logic… all your body cares about is sweet release.

You struggle with your inner demons for what feels like an eternity before your willpower gives out and you succumb to your base desires. Gripping your steel erection in one hand, you proceed to jerk away like it’s the end of the world. The conflict inside your mind isn’t helping the process along but you don’t really care, right now you’ve got all the time in the world. Finally you find yourself right at the precipice. A world of bliss is only a few more strokes away and you are eager to make the leap.

But before you can reach completion, your prison is hoisted high up into the air, and the crusty sock that is guarding the entrance is pulled out of the way so a river of fresh air is able to rush into the shoe. As the shoe is then tipped up, you begin to tumble, dick in hand, all the way out into a gigantic palm.

The stimulation provided by the fall proves to be just enough to push you beyond the threshold and you shoot an enormous load of jizz that falls onto the hand of one of your tormentresses. As you drop down to your knees, you look up to the look of pure shock on Ashley’s face.

“What the fuck?” Ashley says between a series of giggles. “Were you jerking off in my shoe?”
You don’t have any idea what to say. You’re utterly humiliated. For some unknown reason, you just jerked yourself off inside the reeking shoe of your twin sister. It wasn’t a conscious decision, but rather something that your body just forced you to do. Still… it happened all the same.

“Ash I… I wasn’t…” you trail off, still at a loss for words.

“Oh my god, you really are a little perv aren’t you?” She asks, raising a fingernail up to your miniscule junk. Ashamed as all hell, you try your best to cover your your dick and hang your head in shame.

“Do sissy’s feet smell nice, huh? Does itty bitty Max love his big, sweaty, stinky sister?” Ashley uses her index finger to pin your helpless body to her palm.

“Ash please, it’s not like that!” You shout up at her, trying to battle the gigantic digit.

“Oh really? So I didn’t just catch you beating your meat in my nasty ass shoe?” She says, eyeing you tiny package. “Tell me what was better, my feet or Alexis’ fart?”

You’re too humiliated to respond, but instead choose to just hide your face from Ashley’s mocking gaze. Her bright emerald eyes continue to stare directly into your soul, as she processes the information that she has just received. Her lips curl up into a smile as she brings you up in front of her beautiful face.

“Well we are going to have a lot of fun this week. You hid this from me for so long, and I’m gonna make up for all of that lost time.” Ashley purses her lips and places a kiss on your face. She continues to hold you in front of her mouth, as an incredibly loud belch emerges from between her lips. A wave of stink washes over your face and flecks of saliva get stuck to your face.

“That ones on the house haha.” Ashley laughs. She then carries you to the bathroom to get you cleaned up.

Up in the bathroom, you remain silent as Ashley runs some warm water in the sink. A million thoughts are running through your mind and you are trying to process them as best as you can. For a couple days now, you’ve been tormented mercilessly by three admittedly attractive women. You’ve been stepped on, farted on, used like a dildo and even shit on. You should absolutely hate these women, and in fact parts of you do hate them. After all, you don’t actually have a fetish for their feminine odors, that was just an act that you had agreed to in order to avoid spending the rest of your life under Megan’s ass. But if this was the case, why were you so fucking erect all the time. You can’t understand what is happening. Sitting in the darkness of Ashley’s running shoe, jerking off should’ve been the farthest thing from your mind, but you just couldn’t help yourself. It’s as if you had lost all control over yourself.

And now your sister has caught you, dick in hand, shooting your load while basking in her stink. You have just managed to reaffirm all the lies that Alexis has been telling for the past couple days. It’s going to be incredibly difficult now to convince Ashley that you don’t enjoy the things that have been happening to you. You decide that now is the time. You need to talk to Ashley and put an end to all of this.

“Ash, can we talk for a second?” You ask, breaking the silence.

“Sure thing Stinkbug!” She giggles and smiles down at you. It seems as though she is trying to be playful, but you feel so much shame hearing her call you that. She notices that the name has struck a nerve and she feels a twinge of guilt. “Sorry Max, bad joke. What’s up?”

You look up into her incredible green eyes and receive some comfort in seeing her gentle smile.

“Uhhh it’s about what just happened down there. I don’t-“ Ashley cuts you off before you can finish your sentence.

“Max I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying to make you feel bad. It was just a bit surprising to see you cumming right in front of me, ya know?” She says, dropping a bit of soap onto her hand. “Look I’m not going to judge you for liking feet, or farts or whatever the hell else it is. And if I’m being honest, I’ve actually been having fun playing along. So there’s no need to try to hide it anymore, let’s just have some fun this week!”

Ashley proceeds to lather up the soap in her hand and rubs your miniscule body all over. Once you’re lathered up, she holds you under the faucet for a few seconds to wash away the suds.
“Ash it’s not like that. I don’t have a foot fetish! Alexis and Megan were lying to try to get you to play along and screw with me. They said if I didn’t play along that they would drop me in Megan’s ass and leave me there.” You say after the water is shut off and she hands you a small cloth to dry off with.

“Really? Cuz from what I saw, the smell of feet gets you off.” Ashley points out.

“It was…” You trail off, not exactly sure how to counter that point.

“And yesterday you literally volunteered to jump into Alexis’ ass. And that was after she threatened to fart on you.” She says, continuing her argument.

“Well if I didn’t do what they said, then I had to go in Megan’s ass!” You shout in your defense.

“But if you had to go in an ass either way, then why choose to let Alexis fart on you if you’re not into it.” Still unconvinced of your new story, Ashley sits down on the lid of the toilet and listens to your argument.

“Well… I was hoping that I could just put up with it for a day or two and then Megan would take me home.”

“But Megan offered you a ride home and you wanted to stay with us… plus what’s stopping her from putting you in her ass once she takes you home?”

Once again you’re at a loss for words. Even you have to admit that you’re argument sounds like shit. Unable to respond, you just look up at her and shrug your shoulders.

“Listen Max, I’m trying to connect with you here. Even if you don’t want to admit it, you’ve clearly got some unusual desires. And Alexis and I have been enjoying playing around with you. The way I see it, there aren’t any losers here. So we’re going to keep doing things our way, and you can choose to enjoy it or complain about it, alright?” She says sternly. Then she scoops you up off the countertop and walks out of the bathroom to go find her girlfriend.

Memories "A Simple Mistake"

Elizabeth Kramer was a senior in high school, who was mindlessly texting away on her cell phone, like any other teenage girl would be on the day before her senior prom. Right now things were perfect, she had an incredible dress already picked out, her friends and all of their dates were coming over before the dance for a big party, and the love of her life would be the only one coming home afterwards.

Her boyfriend, Nick, was the perfect man in her eyes. He was a gifted athlete, who played on the local collegiate football team. And when he wasn’t studying, practicing, or working at his father’s pharmacy, then he was spending all of his time making Elizabeth feel like an absolute princess. Many days he would show up at her house with coffee or candy, or little bits of jewelry. Truly she was spoiled rotten by him. And so, to repay him for all his hard work at serving her, tomorrow night she was going to serve him.

Applying a sweet scented gloss to her plush lips, Liz makes a satisfying smooching sound, tasting the sweet strawberry flavor of the gloss. She giggled as she sent her text message out to her loving boyfriend.

“I’m going to suck your soul out straight through your cock.” The message read. A little bit on the nose, but she knew he would appreciate it.

Moments later the phone chimed, and a message appeared on the screen. When she clicked on it a video began to play. In the video, she could see her handsome boyfriend, well parts of him at least. The video showed his erect cock, being gripped by his large hand bejeweled with a large expensive looking watch. Liz simply giggled and rolled her eyes.

“What a little show off.” She said to herself. However, she had to admit that he was quite gifted down below. Despite having hands more than large enough to handle her ample breasts, Nick’s erect cock was still impressive when being handled. And when it was her own dainty hands wrapped around it, the fleshy snake seemed monstrous in comparison.

She continued to watch the video of her man working himself towards competition when she decided to send him another text.

L- Did you finish yet?
N- Not yet, maybe you could help me out?

She giggled at his request. Honestly she loved sending him nudes. She trusted him not to share them, and she was well aware that her body was incredible. Despite not being a participant in any school sports, her ass was incredibly shapely, and thanks to genes passed down from her mother, Liz also had an enormous set of hooter to boot. As such, she considered snapping a quick pick that would help her boyfriend reach climax, but instead she decided she wanted to toy with him a bit.

L- No, no one gets to jerk you off but me. That includes you mister!

N- babe….

She giggled, knowing that he wouldn’t be thrilled about it, but he would do as he was told.

L- A good boy listens to his princess. And a bad boy doesn’t get ridden by his princess.
N- Yes baby. I can wait until tomorrow night, you just be ready for me ;)

Liz’s heart flutters, it was such an incredibly feeling having a man so dedicated to pleasing her. In fact the feeling was so intense that she felt her panties begin to moisten. She then had a wicked thought cross her mind. She walked over to the freezer and opened it up to pull out a colorful popsicle that she proceeded to open up the popsicle and start a FaceTime call with Nick.

“Hey babygirl! Did you change your mind?” He asks, and the cadence of his voice tells her that he is still a bit flustered.

“Nope! No touching that big throbbing cock at all until I get my hands on it!” She says giddily with her most adorable schoolgirl smile. After finishing her sentence she proceeds to bring the popsicle up to her lips and give the frozen treat an experience that Nick desperately wanted right now.

She bobbed the long cold pop in and out of her mouth, at varying depths, until she forced the entire thing into her mouth, letting a soft moan leave her body. Just as she expected, she heard a frustrated moan come through the receiver. Opening her eyes again, she could see that Nick was breathing incredibly heavily and biting his lip so hard that he might just bite through it.
“Be a good boy okay?” She says cutely.

“Yes baby. Whatever you want, I love you so much.” He says, his desperation very clear.

“Oooooh that’s a good boy, I love you too baby. Just wait till tomorrow.” Liz then proceeds to blow a kiss before slowly lowering the phone down between her legs so that the front camera is peering up her skirt. On the other side of the call, Nick is treated to a full frontal view of his girlfriend’s glistening, majestic pussy. The site of which causes him to nearly buckle at the knees.

“BAAAAABE!” He screams into the phone before she quickly ends the call. She giggles before skipping giddily over to the trash. And right as she was about to dump the popsicle in the trash she thinks about the dampness in her nethers. She shrugs her shoulders and lifts the font of her skirt before proceeding to pump the icy treat into her in between her delicate folds.
As her breathing quickens, Liz takes her other hand and with two fingers begins making small swirling motions around her tender clitoris. As she works away at herself, Liz closes her eyes and pictures her strong, massive boyfriend penetrating her over and over again. The sensation overtakes her as she lets out a muffled yelp upon finally reaching orgasm and pulls the rapidly melting treat out from between her legs. Using a towel to clean up the mess that she made in the kitchen, she is about to head to the bathroom to finish cleaning up when she hears someone enter the room.

“Oh hey Liz, I didn’t know you were here.” The voice belongs to Derek, the younger brother of Liz’s best friend. He had come out of his room upon hearing a commotion in the kitchen.

“Oh hey little cutie” She says with a smile, “I came down to get a popsicle but I can’t finish it, my tummy is just so full.” She says lifting up her shirt to show her toned, flat stomach and just the very bottom of her lacy bra. She knew this simple action was enough to get Derek firing on all cylinders. For as long as she had known Missy, her little brother Derek had been in love with her. And while she loved toying with the poor boy, there wasn’t any chance in hell that he would ever get anywhere with her.

“Here, why don’t you finish it off for me.” She says, lifting the dripping popsicle off of the counter and handing it to Derek. “Quickly now, before it melts.”

Doing as he is commanded, Derek raises the popsicle up to his mouth and begins to suck on it, eager to taste Liz’s saliva. However when the treat touches his tongue, his face sours. This was not what he was expecting. Liz then gives him a couple of light taps on the cheek.

“Good boy.” She says before skipping off to the bathroom.

*Hours later*

Liz is walking home from Missy’s house, still incredibly excited for prom tomorrow night. Blissfully unaware of the world around her, as she has retreated into her own fantasies, Liz fails to notice a small commotion going on down by her feet. That is until she feels something underneath her shoe. Feeling the disturbance underfoot, she quickly lifts her shoe to reveal a tiny naked man who is staring directly up at her.

She pauses for a moment before remembering that she not currently wearing any underwear and this pervert is just enjoying the view of her tight, shaven pussy.

“You little fuckin creep!” She angrily mumbles, bending down and scooping up the shrunken pervert in her hand. She takes a moment to eye this little creep up and down, noting his pathetic shrunken dick. Causing her to laugh at the sheer size difference between this little tool, and the massive one she was going to fin inside of her tomorrow night.

“Please, just don’t let her take me!” The tiny man screams! This plea catches Liz off guard, was this person in trouble? She just assumed that he was a pervert because he was looking up her skirt, but to be fair it was nearly impossible for him not to do so.

“Wait, don’t let who get you?” Liz asks, looking to get to the bottom of this. And just as she asks the question, a busty black haired woman comes sprinting around the corner. Liz steps backward, as to not get tackled by this woman who appears to be quite frantic. Instantly, Liz knew that this is the one the tiny man was afraid of and instinctively put her hands behind her back.

“Woah there, ya almost bowled me over.” Liz says sweetly, passing along a kind smile.

“Did you see a little shrinky run through here? I’ve lost him and he needs to come home.” She says frantically.

“Uhh nope nobody here but us!” Liz says, trying to step around the pushy brunette.

“Exactly, show me your hands.”

“Excuse me?” Liz asks, incredibly out off by this woman and trying desperately to escape with her helpless passenger in tow.
“Empty your hands, I know you’re trying to steal him from me, and I won’t let you get away with that.” The pushy woman begins to reach out and grab Liz by the wrist.

The two girls struggle for a bit before Liz opens her hands to show enough palms.

“There, you see you crazy fucking bitch? Now let go of me before I call the cops!” Liz screams. The angry woman begrudgingly lets go, realizing that the tiny man is nowhere to be seen. Liz begins to walk away, but she need to go about a quarter of a mile before she is out of eye sight.

Once she is satisfied with the distance between her and the psychotic bitch who just attacked her, she ducks around the corner of a building and reaches two fingers down in between her hefty buttcheeks and pulls out a sweat covered and delirious little man.

“Sorry about the ride little guy, I didn’t want her to find you and I don’t have any pockets… or panties.” She raises him up to her face when she catches a small whiff of the guy. He was only in her butt crack for a couple minutes but he already needs a shower pretty badly. Liz’s face turns bright red from embarrassment.

“Honestly, don’t even worry about it. You just saved my life, a short ride smelling your ass is a small price to pay.” The tiny man admitted, falling to his knees and kissing Liz’s palm. She felt her heart begin to beat incredibly fast. If this guy was that thankful about getting a ride between her reeking ass cheeks, then that bitch must’ve been real trouble.

“Well don’t mention it, how about I take you to the police station?” Liz says, offering to get the tiny man to safety.

“Sure, just make sure she isn’t anywhere near okay?” The man begs.

“Well I can hide you until we get to the station. But like I said… I don’t have pockets.” Liz says, looking for permission from the tiny man to do something unpleasant to him.

“Uhhh of course. That’s fine, I’ll survive.” The man hesitantly grants his permission for what Liz is about to do.

The young blonde giddily jumps up and down.

“Great! That’ll be the safest way, and it’s only about a fifteen minute walk.” Before Liz even finishes her sentence, she is holding the man down in front of her plump buttcheeks. As she spreads he ample cheeks apart the tiny man is greeted with an intense heat and odor that would make most people cry.

“Are you sure? I mean it’s a bit much down there isn’t it?” Liz says, biting her lip. She didn’t want to push him inside, she wanted him to ask for it.

“Yes, please. I’ll be safe here.” And before he finishes his sentence, his is thrusted between the teenager’s heavy cheeks. And as her booty accepts its new toy, Liz walks back out onto the sidewalk and begins walking towards the police station. There’s a bit of extra sway in her hips as she walks through the downtown streets to get to the police station.

Once outside she feels a small gurgle in her stomach, and her lips form a wicked smile. Her spectacular boyfriend didn’t like it when she farted in front of him, in fact she once farted in front of a fan that blew her gas into his face and he pouted for a day and a half. But now, there was a grateful little man trapped between her buttocks who would surely appreciate her gas. Plus when would she ever get this opportunity again.

She felt the hot air pass through her sphincter and the accompanying squirms coming from her tiny passenger. She clenches her cheeks together quickly before finally relenting and pulling the tiny man out of her smelly prison.

“Sorry sweetie, someone was looking at me so I couldn’t get to you in time. Hope it wasn’t too bad! My farts are known for being a bit much haha!” Liz says, putting on her best puppy dog eyes.

“No no seriously, you have no idea how much torment you saved me from. Seriously, you could fart on me on purpose and I’d still thank you!” The tiny man says, just happy to be safe.

“Wait really?” Liz asks, raising an eyebrow.

The tiny man kicks himself a bit for speaking up, but honestly she really did save him from a horrible life. “Uhhh Yea, I mean if you want. You went through a lot for me, it’s the least I could do.”

Liz smiles warmly at her tiny new friend, before lowering him down to her large cheeks once again. After all he did offer. She then scrunches up her face and releases a long silent fart that lasts for nearly six seconds. Before the fart ends she is rubbing his face along the outer edge of her crack.

“Oh my god, that felt so cool. No one has ever offered to let me fart on them before. Can I ask how it smelled?” Liz says raising an eyebrow.

The tiny man looks up at the police station doors, knowing he is so very close to freedom, and he doesn’t want to screw it up. “Honestly it smelled fine, ya know it was bearable.”

“Hmmmm well if I wasn’t such a nice girl I might just take you home and keep you as my little toy. But of course I’ll take you inside.” She says walking towards the station doors. “Besides my boyfriend is the jealous type so it probably wouldn’t end well.”

“Well he’s a lucky guy having such a sweetheart like you. Give him a nice face fart for me would ya?” The tiny man chuckles as he is brought to safety.

“You know I just might do that!” Lie giggles before dropping him off with an officer.

*One Week Later*

“And this RP’s life was saved from an anonymous assailant, by Elizabeth Kramer, a local upstanding citizen.” The news anchorwoman says before the TV is switched off.
“That was a mistake, bitch.” Says the angry woman who lost out on her shrunken victim. She vows to get some payback against that meddling little slut. The woman then turns her head upon hearing her name being called from another room.

“Alexis, time for dinner babe!”

CRUNCH!

After you had the failed confrontation with Ashley, your week with these two girls only got worse. Alexis heard about your embarrassing release in Ashley’s shoe as well as the conversation that you had in the bathroom. And even though Ashley either didn’t believe you or didn’t care, Alexis still felt the need to punish you for trying to turn her in. Throughout the week she came up with a series of fun activities that all included you smelling something horrible.

It was the following Friday and the two ladies are relaxing in on the front porch of the cabin. They sat on a small swinging bench, arms around one another, just enjoying the sunset. Suddenly a loud gurgling sound breaks the silence, causing Alexis to look over at her girlfriend with one eyebrow raised.

Ashley return the look with a sly smile and scrunches up her face. Moments later a loud rumble can be heard coming from beneath the cute brunette. Satisfied with her release, she wiggles her rear into the bench and Alexis lets out a giggle. Ever since the start of this trip, these two girls have become increasingly comfortable with some of their less than ladylike behaviors.
A squirming sensation that Ashley feels under her ass, leads her to believe that that there’s one person who isn’t quite as comfortable with her passing gas. You have been getting crushed by your twin sister’s heavy ass for what feels like an hour now and aside from the inherent humiliation that comes with having a petite woman being able to hold you down with just her ass cheeks, this wasn’t the worst thing that you had experienced this week. However, when you hear the rumbling coming from above, you began to get incredibly nervous. And Ashley did not hesitate to deliver on your fears, releasing a hot and eggy fart onto your trapped body. You thrashed about as much as you could, silently begging your once beloved sister, to lift her ass off of your tiny head.

Feeling your violent struggles below her, Ashley giggles and shifts around trying to see if she has another one in the chamber.

“Oh man he really didn’t like that hahaha! He’s freaking out down there!”

“Maybe he liked it so much that he's just trying to get a hand on his dick.” Alexis adds, looking back out to the horizon.

“Yea maybe that’s it haha. I think I’ve got another one for him. Think he’s had enough?” Ashley finally feels another bubble of gas reach her backdoor.

“Nah, let him have it. I’m sure he’ll really appreciate whatever you’ve got cooked up down there.” Alexis replies. Ashley smiles and relaxes her sphincter, allowing a stream of searing hot gas to silently exit her body and assault your nose. Feeling the second release wash over your body, you continue to struggle against the fabric of Ashley’s black leggings, desperate to gain access to some fresh air.

Ashley however, has no interest in letting you catch a break and simply rests her head on Alexis’ shoulder. For the next hour the two girls continue to enjoy each other’s company and the beautiful sunset, while you are left to enjoy a series of small toots squeaking out from between Ashley’s cheeks.

Eventually when the air outside began to get a bit colder, Alexis and Ashley decide to head inside for a little bit of fun together. As your sister lifts herself off of the swing, you are able to get a large breath of fresh air. Gasping for breath, you quickly sit up and try to move away from lingering farts that were still poisoning the space around you. However, once you move outside the blast radius, you quickly notice how low the temperature has dropped. For the past several days, Ashley and Alexis had insisted that you remain nude whenever you weren’t out in public. This meant that when Ashley lifted her warm, soft cheeks off of your body, you were left with no defense from the cool summer air.

Ashley looked back over her shoulder at the tiny man who had just spent the past couple hours enduring her putrid gas. She let out a small chuckle, as she crouched down so that she was at eye level with you. “It must’ve been pretty bad.” She thinks to herself. She didn’t think much of it when she was letting all of those farts out, but now that her face was a bit closer to the seat, she could smell the aftermath. It was still quite ripe, even though it had time to dissipate. So she can’t imagine how bad it must’ve been being right at the epicenter. But she didn’t feel bad for you, not one bit. Looking down at your crotch, she uses one finger to move your hands away from your groin, revealing a rock solid erection.

You hand your head in shame and wrap your arms around yourself to try to warm yourself up. This was as low as you could get. Your body had betrayed you once again, and Ashley’s sly smirk said everything. She was growing to love the fact that even the worst smells that her body could produce, were capable of getting you all hot and bothered.
“How ya doin little Man? Looks like you enjoyed my little presents haha.” She then notices that you’re shivering in the cold air. “Oh Maxxy you’re shaking! Here, let me warm you up!”

Ashley then proceeds to to lift you up to her mouth. Her eyes open up incredibly wide as she tilts her head back and dangles you over her gaping maw. You kick your legs, but you know that struggling against her is futile. Sure enough, Ashley releases her grip on your body and you plummet down into her mouth. You land with a wet plop on her tongue and shortly after Ashley slams her mouth shut.

At this point, you’re desensitized to the feeling of being in someone’s mouth. It’s wet, it’s hot, and their breath is almost always unpleasant, but compared to some of the other smells that you’ve been subjected to, this is just a walk in the park. And you actually are pretty grateful to be out of the cold air, so at least there’s a silver lining. Really the only thing that you felt weird about was the fact that you didn’t have any clothes on, and as a result your naked dick was bouncing around on Ashley’s tongue. But to be fair you had been inside both her pussy and her asshole so really what does this matter anymore.

Ashley the giddily walked into the cabin, swishing you around her mouth like a piece of candy. She loved feeling all the minute details of your body with her tongue. In fact she could feel the stiffness of your manhood between your legs as it pushed against her gargantuan tongue, and could help but laugh a little bit. You just got farted on for a couple hours and now your bouncing around in your sister’s mouth and even that can’t take the wind out of your sails.

“What a little perv.” She thinks to herself. She then feels a slight tickle in her nose as her face involuntarily contorts.

Acchhhhhoooooooo

Without a second of warning, Ashley releases a massive sneeze that sends you flying across the room. With the velocity of a bullet, your body ricochets off of the kitchen countertop and you slam into a cabinet face first.

The impact leaves you stunned initially, until a searing pain reaches your face and you can feel a stream of blood pouring out of your nose. You reach up to try to slow the blood flow when you feel a powerful throbbing pain in your right shoulder. As the initial rush of adrenaline begins to wear off, you feel all the bumps and bruises that you received from your snot rocket flight across the kitchen. You were in a good deal of pain but incredibly, it doesn’t seem like you have any broken bones. It almost seems miraculous, because from the height you were at, being launched across the kitchen and slammed into a wall should’ve been fatal. Perhaps there were some perks to being this small, although it didn’t even come close to making up for the fact that you could be stuffed inside of some little bratty bitches shoe.

While you were tending to your bruises on the kitchen floor, Ashley was still near the door panicking and trying to find you. Her eyes scanned across the floor of the kitchen to see if you had managed to fall out of her mouth during that intense sneeze, but she made no such discovery. Suddenly she was overwhelmed with an intense feeling of dread. If you hadn’t come out of her during the sneeze, then you must’ve gone IN!

“Oh my god, oh my god Max no!” She says, her voice becoming more and more frantic. “I’m so sorry Max, I’ll get you out I promise!”

You hear Ashley’s panicked voice from the other side of the kitchen island. You cannot see her, but she sounds upset. It seems that there’s at least some part of her that still cares for your wellbeing. Maybe now you can leverage yourself some relaxation without any sweaty feet or gassy asses.

“Haha what did you do the little shrimp this time? It’s gotta be good if you’re this worked up about it.” Alexis says, her voice growing closer.

“This isn’t a fucking joke Alexis! I just swallowed him! He’s trapped in my stomach, I’ve got to go throw up!” Ashley shouts. Her voice sounds as if she is on the brink of throwing up.
“Wait she thinks that she swallowed me? Well I guess there’s a line that she won’t cross.” You think to yourself as you continue to lick your wounds.

“Oh relax Ash, I told you that shrinkies are super tough. If you did swallow him then he’ll be out in a couple of days.” Alexis states very matter-of-factly. She sounds so sure of herself. And you’ve got to admit, you’re definitely more durable than you ever would have thought.

“Wait!” You say to yourself, “Is Alexis implying that Ashley should just shit me out? That’s fucked up!”

However, the more that you think about it, the more you believe that is exactly what Alexis wants. After all, she didn’t have any issue dropping a load on you last week, and what could be more humiliating for you? To take the long trip through Ashley’s winding intestines, only to be pushed out of her colon like a log of waste. You shudder at the thought and grow enraged by how much of a cunt Alexis is. You are so worked up in fact, that you don’t even hear her footsteps getting louder and louder until her massive foot is looming directly above you.

As a shadow is cast over top of you, you look up to see the bottom of Alexis black ankle sock and far above her foot you notice that she is not looking down in your direction. You begin to let out a scream, but it is cut short as the tremendous foot comes crashing down on you. Foolishly and pointlessly, you raise your arms up to stop the colossal foot from crushing you into powder.

As Alexis takes another step into the kitchen she feels something stuck beneath her heel. She’s smart enough to know exactly what is trapped beneath her foot, but she has currently been given a unique opportunity to test how willing Ashley would be to eat Max alive.

“He can survive for a few minutes” she thinks to herself.

“Are you fucking crazy? I’m not going to digest my brother, that’s too damn far. Jesus Christ can you put aside your sadistic bullshit for one damn second and help me?” Ashley screams on the brink of tears. And Alexis recoils a bit at her remarks.

“My sadistic tendencies? I’m pretty sure he was up your ass crack for the past couple hours.” Alexis points out. “And I’m not saying you need to leave him in there, I’m just pointing out that if you ever felt like letting him take a ride, he would make it out okay. But if you wanna go toss your cookies, go right ahead.”

Ashley is startled by Alexis’ response. It was true, Ashley had been getting really involved with toying with you this week, but she didn’t ever want you to get hurt. But was Alexis right about you being more durable? Could she just let you stay in her stomach? That would mean you would need to come out eventually, and fetish or no fetish, she couldn’t imagine that you would be happy getting pushed out with her morning dump.

“I’m gonna go throw up!” Ashley shouts as she rushes up the stairs.
Alexis just shakes her head and lifts her heel off the floor. She then uses two fingers to pinch your body and peel you off of her foot.

“Well you just can’t get enough of my feet can you my little stink bug?” She says, trying to get a ride out of you.

However she is met only with silence. She moves her face closer to see that you don’t appear to be conscious, and on top of that there’s blood all over your face.

“Oh shit…”

The Good Doctor

You are sitting on the kitchen floor, still recovering from being sneezed across the kitchen at Mach speed. Amazingly you didn’t sustain any real damage, aside from a bloody nose, some various bruises and a pretty nasty headache.
What’s concerning you most right now is that Alexis is trying to convince your sister to let you pass through her digestive system rather than throwing you up. And despite the fact that you didn’t actually get swallowed, it is still infuriating to hear Alexis try to screw with you so fucking much.

You manage to get so distracted by Alexis’ bullshit that you don’t actually hear her footsteps increasingly close to your position on the floor. That is, you don’t notice until her enormous sole is floating high above your tiny body. Unceremoniously the titanic girl drops her foot down to the floor, completely unaware of the tiny life form that she is about to pulverize. You instinctively throw up your arms to fend of the meteoric impact that is going to decimate your body, but this turns out to be a horrible decision.

Because Alexis assumes that you are swimming around your sister’s stomach, she doesn’t bother placing any of her body weight on her other foot. This means that when her foot lands on top of you, you are receiving the entirety of her body weight all at once. The crushing force manages to smash your limbs down into the hardwood floor, and you feel a pain so intense that you believe that Alexis might have just ripped your arm clean off. The pain is seeing hot and you feel your body begin to panic as your breathing is now being restricted by the sweaty sock of your sister’s psychopathic girlfriend. With the combination of the lack of air and the abundance of pain, it doesn’t take you more than a few moments to completely black out.

Eventually you wake up incredibly groggy, and you don’t recognize anything around you. You sit up in your bed and you feel an intense pain in your shoulder which has been wrapped up into a sling.

“Wait, am I in a hospital? What happened?” You say quietly to yourself.

“Oh, you’re up.” You hear a voice say from the other side of the poorly lit room. Startled, you turn to try and get a look at the source of the voice, but the sudden movement causes you to wince in pain.

“Easy there son, you need to relax. You’ve taken a bit of a beating.” A man steps closer to your bed and you can finally get a better look at him. He is an older man, maybe in his late fifties or early sixties. He looks to be incredibly fit, and is dressed in a pair of scrubs and a doctor’s jacket.

“Am I in a hospital?” You ask, confused as all hell.

“Well, not quite. Just take a deep breath and tell me what you remember.” The man asks calmly.
You reach up and rub your head with your non-injured arm, you still have an incredibly intense headache.

“Well I remember getting tossed across the kitchen and I hit my head pretty hard. Oh and then that gigantic bitch stomped on my with all of her weight! Jesus Chris What the fuck is wrong with-“ Your angry tirade is cut short as the older man places his hand over your mouth, and raises a single finger up to his lips as if to demand your silence. Confused by his behavior, you stop talking but also slap his hand away from your mouth.

“What the hell man?” You ask, noticeably irritated.

“It’s not smart to speak ill of Alexis, or any of her friends. Try to stay calm, and just rest up a bit.” He says, walking over to a desk in the corner of the room where he sits down and starts reading a book with a small, dim light.

“Wait, so you know Alexis? How? And where the hell am I” You ask, your curiosity beginning to overwhelm your irritation.

“Like I said, you need to relax and get some rest. Your body needs to heal.” He repeats.

“Where the hell am I! And who the hell are you? How do you know Alexis?” You ask, beginning to panic a bit. You thought he was a doctor, but this place doesn’t seem like a hospital and why does he know Alexis. None of this is making sense.

The man stands back up and walks over to the side of your bed. You sink down into the sheets, suddenly feeling incredibly intimidated by this person. So intimidated that you flinch when he extends his hand out to you.

“My name is Dr. Cameron Tailford. And I’m Alexis’ father.”

*5 Days Earlier*

Megan tosses the remainder of her belongings into the back of her car before jumping in the driver’s seat and peeling out of the driveway.

Tears are welling up in her eyes and her face is flushed with pure anger. She slams her hands on the steering wheel and screams at the top of her lungs, doing whatever she can to vent her frustrations with her annoying siblings.

As she drives down the road away from the cabin and back towards her apartment, she feels a squirming feeling in her crotch. This is when she remembers that there is a tiny helpless man trapped in the front of her panties, struggling to avoid being smothered to death by her lips. With her emotions running on overdrive, she had nearly forgotten that she had dropped her new toy into her panties to make the ride home more enjoyable. However at the moment she wasn’t in the mood for enjoyment, but she was in need of someone to vent her frustrations upon.

Megan then proceeds to pull her car over to a roadside rest area where she can retrieve her prisoner. Reaching into the front of her pink cotton panties, the blonde goddess coils her fingers around the tiny man who has been licking away at her moist pussy as he was commanded to do several hours ago. The tiny man heard all the screaming and felt the sudden jostling that occurred when Megan got into the car. He was relieved to finally be moving away from the hellish cabin, but he was quick to realize that serving this giantess would not be some sort of cake walk. As such, he wanted to do everything he could to keep her happy.

But when he was dragged away from her glistening sex and brought in front of her face, he could see that this young woman was anything but happy. The two of them sat there for a couple of minutes, just staring deeply into each other’s eyes. This titanic woman was peering directly into his soul, threatening to chew him up and spit him into hell.

“Listen up you fucking worm.”
Her voice scared the shit out of him. She was angry, she was friends with Alexis, and she wanted to make him suffer. He was shaking violently in her hand when he felt a warm liquid flowing down both of his legs. Megan’s eyes widen when she realizes what just happened.

“Did you just fucking piss on me? Who the fuck do you think you are? I own you, you little fucking insect and you piss on my hand. How about I drop you in this water bottle and drown you in my piss? Would you like that you little fucking freak?” She screams at the top of her lungs. She suddenly realizes just how loud she’s being and looks around to verify that no one is around to hear her.

She then picks up the water bottle from the cup holder and raises it up to her mouth. Ensuring that the tiny man has a good view of her throat as she sucks the remaining water out of the bottle and allows it to flow down into her stomach. She then positions the man so that his body is through the mouth of the bottle, up to his shoulders. Currently his tiny arms are the only thing preventing him from falling into the bottle, to have an ocean of urine dumped into him. Suddenly a gigantic thumb appears above his head and descends down to crush him into submission.

“Please no! I’m begging you! I’m sorry, it will never happen again. My goddess have mercy!” The tiny man begs for his life with tears flowing down his cheeks.

That word. Goddess. Hearing it stopped Megan in her tracks. Her thumb was pressed into this pathetic insects face, but she didn’t push him into the bottle. Instead she removed her thumb from his face and looked down at the blubbering mess. Perhaps he doesn’t deserve a fate a grin as what she offered him. She isn’t sure why she ended up changing her mind. After all this little freak just pissed on her, she should be furious, but in fact she felt her rage subsiding. Was it the flattery? Or was it his pathetic whimpering that made her go soft? Either way, if she wasn’t going to kill him, then she was going to make him pay.

“Hmmm what was that? Goddess? I think I like that name. From now on, if you call me anything different, then there will be hell to pay.” Megan says, grabbing the man by the head and letting the bottle tumble down into the passenger seat. “Well, I would hate to lose my new toy so quickly, so instead of filling that bottle up with you inside, I’m going to let you decide your punishment.”

The small man wipes the tears away from his face and tries to stop his sobbing long enough to thank this terrifying girl.

“Thank you my goddess, you are so incredibly kind!”

“Well I’m not too kind, you might be getting to choose your own punishment but understand this… If you try to go easy on yourself, then I am going to take you home and tape your stupid fucking body to a roll of toilet paper. And my piss will be the least of your concerns.” She says with an evil smile, before dropping the tiny man onto the passenger seat of the car.

“Now hurry up and choose your fate, it’s going to be a long drive home and this goddess needs to be worshiped.”

Must be Adopted

“Wait, you’re Alexis’ dad? Where the fuck am I? What the fuck is going on?” You say, starting to freak out. You brace yourself and try to get up out of the bed. However you are met with a firm grip on your non-injured shoulder that pushes you back down to the bed.

“Young man you need to sit down and stay calm. It’s not a suggestion.” The doctor says curtly.

“Fuck you! You’re Alexis’ fucking dad and that bitch just stomped on me and broke my fucking arm! So you and your cunt daughter can go die.” You shout.

The older man leans down so that his mouth is only a few inches from your ear, and he places a hand on your injured shoulder, causing you to wince in pain. “Listen young man,” he whispers very softly in your ear, “She did not break your arm, she merely dislocated your shoulder. And I am the one who put it back into place. And you should listen to what I have to say because I know for a fact that Alexis has done far worse than dislocating a shoulder. I know because you are not the first person to come through this place, and you will not be the last. I’ve had to try to revive a man whose legs were grinded up beneath her toes. I’ve given CPR to a woman who spent too long in my daughters colon and suffocated. And I know one thing for sure… if she hears you talking about her like that, you will be begging me to put you out of your misery. So just relax and you might just survive this place.”

Your jaw is left hanging as you look into Dr. Tailford’s somber face. You knew that Alexis was cruel, but you are beginning to understand what a horrible mistake you made by staying here and sending Megan away. Quietly you ask, “Where the hell are we Dr.?”

As if by some divine coincidence, the ceiling of the room is lifted away and you are met by two familiar faces.

“Oh hey Max! I see you met Daddy!” Alexis shouts with a wide smile painted on her face. You look out beyond the boundaries of the room that you woke up in, and you can see that, based on the decor of the larger room beyond, that you’re still in the cabin. So this means that this makeshift hospital, and this supposed doctor, all belonged to Alexis.

The older man, stood quietly between you and his gargantuan daughter. It almost appears that he is trying to shield you from her, not that he could do much in that attempt. If she were so inclined, Alexis could use a single finger to toss him across the room. But the gesture makes you feel some slight amount of comfort.

“Yes sweetheart, Max was just waking up. It’s very kind of you to come check on him.” Dr. Tailford says, appealing to Alexis’ merciful side.

“Well how are you short fry? Daddy says that you dislocated your shoulder. That’s a relief.” She says almost sweetly.

“A relief?” You ask, with anger welling up inside of you. “I guess it is a relief that you didn’t stomp me to death! Where’s Ashley?”

As the tiny doctor places a hand upon your shoulder, you can see the look of concern on his face. But it was too late, because Alexis’ massive head moved even closer to your miniature bed, and her expression of anger sent a cold chill down your spine. She releases her breath, and it is both hot and damp as it sinks down and fills up the room. And just as soon as she opens her mouth to speak, she is interrupted by Dr. Tailford.

“There’s no need to place blame on anyone Max. Accidents will always happen, and you’re going to need to be quick on your feet if you want to avoid getting stomped on. It seems that you’re lucky my little Alexis is light on her feet.” He finishes his sentence by raising his gaze up to her and smiling widely at her. It appears that Tailford has caught Alexis by surprise, because rather than making any threats towards you, she simply raises an eyebrow to await your response.

You swallow the lump in your throat and manage to croak out a reply. “Uhh Yeah I guess I didn’t think of it like that. Sorry Alexis.”

The titanic woman smiles at your apology, evidently quite pleased with the fact that you’ve surrendered once again. However, her expression sours as she returns her gaze to her father. “Daddy… you know that I don’t like to be interrupted.” She says coldly.

The older man simply meets her gaze and nods his head. “Yes my dear, I’m so sorry for being rude.”

“You know that I need to punish you now right?” She says, standing up and rummaging around towards the back of the closet for something. You begin to stand up off of the bed. You hate Alexis, almost as much as you hate the things that she loves doing to you. So you know that you can’t just let this man take a punishment on your behalf. However, before you can stand up or say a single word, his strong hand is on your shoulder, forcing you back down onto the bed.

“Don’t say a fucking word!” He says harshly, but incredibly quietly. You’re completely shocked by his rapid change in demeanor, so much so that you just sit on the bed and do as commanded.

Moments later, Alexis’ face returns to the sky above your room, only now she appears to be holding a small black drawstring backpack. She then proceeds to open up the bag and reach her nimble hands inside. When the hand is removed, she is holding what appears to be a balled up sock, which she brings close to her nose. After taking a couple of quick sniffs, Alexis recoils her face in disgust.

“Whew, these puppies are fresh! And this isn’t even the oldest sock in there, hahaha.” She laughs as she lowers the sock down into the room, allowing you and the doctor to get a quick whiff. It only takes a half second for the potent odor to begin assaulting your nose. The stench is so powerful in fact, that in a desperate attempt to crawl away from it, you accidentally slip off of the bed and cry out in pain.

The older man attempts to try to help you back up, but he is stopped in his tracks by Alexis’ voice.

“Ha! That bad huh? Well Daddy, you know what happens now right?”

Dr. Tailford simply spins around to face his gargantuan daughter and replies “Of course sweetheart, I’m ready.”

Alexis giggles as her slender fingers wrap their way around her father’s tiny torso. You can only watch in horror, as this cruel demoness deposits the somber man into the putrid sock with glee. She then shakes the sock up, ensuring that the good doctor is thoroughly disoriented and covered in rotting sweat.

“That’s a good Daddy, now think about what you did while you’re sniffing up my feet!” She says with a giggle, dropping the tank sock back into the drawstring bag, which likely contains even more of Alexis’ disgusting clothing.

“Poor daddy, he’s in for a rough couple of days in there!” She says lowering the bag and her free hand down into the room. “Now come on…”

You’re frozen in fear, unable to take your eyes off of the odorous bag now taking up the bulk of the space in this tiny room. You only snap back to reality as Alexis clears her throat to get your attention. She nods her head towards her open palm, and you slowly cross the room, doing what you can to stay away from the horrible mountain of sweat and fabric.

“Hehe looks like someone is starting to get the picture. You know bad little boys who don’t do as I say usually end up staying several days in my little pleasure bag. Of course, knowing what a dirty pervert you are, you’d probably just jack off the whole time.” She says, clearly trying to get her point across that you should avoid implicating her when speaking to Ashley. You open your mouth to reply, but evidently Alexis wasn’t done speaking.

“You know, I started putting socks in that bag more than three years ago. And the only socks that are lucky enough to be added to the collection, are the ones that never managed to get washed while I owned them.” She says with a small chuckle.

The very notion of what is going on inside that horrific bag made you begin to dry heave. The worst you’ve ever smelled was perhaps a pair of Megan’s practice socks that didn’t get washed for a couple days, but a pair that’s never been washed. Not to mention that some have been sitting in there for years! Right at that moment you decided, you would do literally anything to avoid meeting the same fate as Dr. Tailford.

As you continue to evaluate the consequences of your actions, Alexis opens up the door to her bedroom where your beautiful twin sister was sitting on the bed, crying quietly. Your heart begins to melt when she looks up from the floor and you see her tear filled eyes gaze over to where you are being held.

“Max!” She shouts, sprinting across the room and taking Alexis’ hands in her own. She raises you up towards her face and you can see up close just how bloodshot her eyes were. “Max I am sooooo sorry, I didn’t mean for you to get hurt! I’m such a bad sister!”

You can feel the pure sorrow flowing out of your sister, and you actually feel bad for her. Truth is, you’ve never seen her looking this pathetic looking before. Tears and snot are flowing down her face, and she looks like she hasn’t slept in days. For once in your life she almost seems… human.

“Ash…” you begin, not sure of what you actually want to say. But before you can get a word out Alexis joins the conversation.

“Oh baby there’s no need to cry, Little Max is a bit sore but otherwise fine.” She holds your body close to Ashley’s face so that you can be thoroughly inspected. “Besides, your much prettier when you’re not crying.”

“Shut up you twat!”

Alexis freezes upon hearing the crude remark, stunned about being spoken to in such a manner, but even more shocked by who said it. Looking down into her palm she can see you glaring upwards at her, with a deep rage inside you.

“You don’t get to talk down to my sister like that. You’re lucky that she chooses to pay any damn attention to someone like you.” You scream upwards, no longer scared of this cruel bitch.

Alexis narrows her eyes as her fingers begin to close around you.

Unhealthy Relationship

You stand your ground in Alexis palm. You just watched her sentence a man to smelling ancient workout socks for who knows how long, and now you’ve called her a twat for insulting your sister. You don’t know why you insisted on standing up for Ashley. Surely she can withstand an insult a lot better than you can withstand Alexis’ pummeling fist. But still, you made your choice so now it’s up to you to stand by it. And even though you’re infused with fear on the inside, you manage to remain strong on the outside.

Slowly her fingers begin to curl up into a fist, threatening to render you into a greasy stain in her hand. A stain that surely she will wipe off on the seat of her pants so that your eternal spirit can spend the rest of eternity being tormented by her horrendous gassy ass. You brace yourself for the tremendous force of her fingers, knowing that you are powerless to stop them.
“Max that’s enough.” Ashley says through her sniffles. Her words bring a halt to the fingers that are beginning to encase you.

“You don’t speak to Alexis that way.”

“What!?” You scream internally. You just stuck your neck out to defend her and she’s saying that you’re out of line?

“Here… “ Alexis says carelessly dropping you into your sister’s outstretched hands. “Maybe everyone just needs some time alone. You guys should probably get on the road anyways, it’ll be better for Max to rest back at home.” After getting rid of you, Alexis quickly turns and leaves the room, closing the door significantly harder than necessary.

Ashley’s frown begins to quiver as her eyes begin to well up with tears again.

“No” Ashley says pathetically as she walks over to the bed, setting you down on the nightstand, and slumps down into the comforter. You turn to look at her as she sobs loudly into the comforter, the noise muffled so only you can hear the pain in her soul.

You stand silently on the nightstand, trying to process everything that had just happened. First, you managed to piss off Alexis because you decided that you didn’t like her kicking Ashley while she was down. And just as it appears Alexis was going to snuff out your life, Ashley steps into chastise you. And then in response to this Alexis flips out on Ashley who melts into a blubbering pile of tears and snot. It just didn’t make sense, why would Alexis snap at Ashley.

As you’re pondering Alexis’ unusual attack on Ashley, you fail to notice that she has risen up off of the bed. By the time you realize that she is standing right next to you, you’re being lifted up off of the nightstand. Her fingers squeeze you tightly and your shoulder screams out in pain. Her grip leaves you with little breath, and you’re unable to shout up to her. Without looking you in the eyes, Ashley then begins to rummage around in the drawer of the nightstand. She pulls something out of the nightstand that she quickly hides in her closed fist, before turning and heading for the door.

As her grip softens, you finally manage to pull fresh oxygen into your lungs, and fight through all the pain to scream up at your towering sister.

“Ashley! Hold on, you’re hurting me!”

“And you’ve already hurt me!” She snaps back at you, tears still covering her face. You’re confused by her reply, after all you had just tried to stick up for her.

“Ash I don’t-“ you begin, but you’re suddenly cut off.

“Max I thought you were fucking dead! I thought I had swallowed you alive. You would’ve been gone forever and it would’ve been my fault.” The tears are beginning to flow freely again. “But Alexis found you, and she was prepared enough to have you checked out by a doctor and make sure that you were alive and well.”

Sure, that all technically happened, but it was Alexis who stomped on you in the first place. And it’s not like it was your fault that you were in a position to be swallowed.

“And how do you say thank you to the woman who saved your goddamn life? To the one who let us stay in her home this entire week? To the woman whom I love with everything that I have? You call her a fucking twat.” When she says the word ‘twat’ she squeezes your tiny body, sending searing hot pain shooting through your body.

“Ash I was-“ you try again to get a word out, but are quickly silenced by Ashley’s booming voice.
“You just can’t stand that I’m finally happy! You hated her the moment that I brought her home, and she has made every goddamn attempt at being friends, but you just can’t get over yourself!” She is screaming at this point, and there’s no doubt that Alexis can hear this conversation.

“Friends?” You manage to huff, between gasping breaths.

“What was that?” Ashley says, releasing her grin by just a bit.

“You said she tried to be friends? She pushed me up your fucking ass! How the fuck do you think that evil cunt was trying to be nice to me? The two of you have been nothing but horrible to me for an entire week. Ashley I fucking loved you! You were more important to me than anything else but you’ve just thrown me away for some fucking crazy bitch.” Your confession of your true feelings has lifted a weight off of your shoulders, but… you’re somewhat afraid that there’s no going back for the two of you now.

“And that’s it isn’t it? You think that because you rely on me for everything that I’m just supposed to be happy spending my life with you and no one else? You’re a selfish prick Max!” You are now being held at eye level with the emotional brunette, staring into her disheveled face.

“I’m selfish? I almost fucking died!” You scream at her, it was far too late to care about preserving anyone’s feelings.

“And if not for Alexis, things would’ve been way goddamn worse! Her father pushed your pathetic little arm back in place!”

“Yea? And how did she repay him for fixing me? She dropped him into a bag of nasty fucking socks? Let me guess, he must have a foot fetish too, right? Or maybe the two of you are sick in the fucking head!”

You last outburst was followed by a long silence. Neither one of you had anything left to say about this sudden revelation. Ashley simply carried you down into the kitchen and you’re shocked to see that Alexis is sitting at the kitchen counter, alongside her father.

Upon seeing the shrunken doctor seated in the kitchen, and not suffering in a bag of gym socks like you described, Ashley shoots an angry glance down your way, letting you know that she is not pleased with your lies. You can feel the heat coming from Ashley’s glare, and you kick yourself for not expecting Alexis to be a step ahead of you here. You know that you shouldn’t be surprised. In the short time that you’ve known her, Alexis has proven to be a well practiced manipulator. And initially you found yourself being manipulated into kissing odorous feet and asses, but you’re starting to realize that you are not the only victim of Alexis’ mind games. You’ve seen that Ashley is so wrapped up in her relationship with this evil woman, that she is willing to sacrifice just about anything to keep her pleased.

And that’s what you were afraid of. Right now, what pleases Alexis the most was tormenting you, or more accurately, watching Ashley torment you. If you didn’t play this properly then Ashley might end up using you as a bargaining chip to save her downright abusive relationship.

“Hey” Ashley says quietly, setting you down on the counter and looking towards Alexis.

“Hey.” Alexis replies curtly. “Look, my dad wanted to check in with Max before you guys head out.”
Ashley recoils a bit at Alexis’ cold demeanor, but sets you down on the countertop and nods you over to the doctor. Ashley then places her hand gently on Alexis’ arm and beckons her to come into the living room where they can talk privately.

*On the kitchen table*

You walk over to where Dr. Tailford is standing, his solemn gaze bringing you little comfort. And you’re searching for some way that this man can help you. After all, he knows the truth, he knows just how evil his daughter can be.

“Doc, why did-“ you’re cut off before you can finish.

“I know all too well what it’s like suffering Alexis’ wrath. And I always do what I can to help her victims survive. I consider it my penance for creating this monster. If someone needs to suffer beneath her, then it will be me.” The old man hangs his head in shame, knowing how much pain his daughter has caused over the years.

“Well it’s a kind gesture, but if I don’t get my sister away from Alexis, then both of us are doomed. And I don’t know that Ashley is in any mood to believe me right now. I could use your help, you could put a stop to all of this.” You make your plea, hoping that the doctor’s need for redemption is strong enough to convince him to aid you in rescuing your sister.

“I’m afraid that I cannot help you.” You’re stunned by the doctor’s reply. You genuinely thought that he was going to help. After all, the guy let himself get dropped into Alexis’ sweaty torture bag to get her attention off of you. So why would he do that for you, but won’t help to get your sister out of this horrible relationship?

“But, you said it yourself, your daughter is a monster. She’s abusive and I need to protect my sister.” You plead.

“Yes, Alexis is evil and both you and your sister are victims in all of this. But neither of you are the first to suffer, and you surely wouldn’t be the last. I have the unique ability to save those who find themselves in peril beneath Alexis’ wrath. And I will continue to do so until my dying breath, however, I cannot jeopardize that mission for the sake of just two people. Especially two people who aren’t truly in danger.” You can see the regret on Cameron’s face, clearly it pains him to be such a big picture kind of person, at the cost of someone else.

“Not in danger? Your gigantic daughter stomped on me, she could’ve killed me.” You shout in a hushed whisper.

“Yes, you were stepped on by accident. Not exactly hard to believe for a man the size of an insect. But Alexis won’t truly torture you so long as Ashley is around, so if you want my advice, go home with Ashley, and try to get yourself with someone who can keep you from ever coming back. Ashley will be okay, inevitably Alexis will get bored and they’ll split up. When that happens, you need to be outside of Alexis’ reach. Otherwise, you’ll never see the outside world again.” The look in Dr. Tailford’s eyes tells you that he is dead serious. The only thing this prick can tell you, is to save yourself and let Alexis continue to infect Ashley with her sociopathic bullshit.

“Listen here you prick. If you think that I’ll just leave my sister to suffer with your psychotic cunt of a daughter, then you’re the dumbest fucking doctor on the planet. I’m going to split them up even if it means that I wind up as a smear under Alexis’ toes. I will never give up on Ashley, because she would never give up on me!” You have now abandoned the notion of remaining quiet, your passion overwhelming your common sense. The doctor doesn’t appear to be moved much by your defiant words, but he raises a hand and places it on your shoulder.

“Then I wish you the very best of luck.”

*In the living room*

Ashley pulls Alexis into the living room and the two women stare at each other for a couple of minutes.

“Well? Did you want to say something?” Alexis says coldly. Her harsh tone causes Ashley to flinch.

“I… I don’t want us to fight…” Ashley replies timidly, her gaze falling to the floor.
“Yea, I mean.. no shit. Who the hell wants to fight?” Alexis states callously. “But I also don’t want to hear your bother keep shit talking me at every fucking opportunity.”
“He’s just scared is all, he didn’t mean anything by it.” Ashley takes Alexis hand in hers, pleading not to be turned away.

“And you just can’t help defending him! He has said some nasty shit about me in the last 10 minutes alone and you just let him do it.” Alexis pulls her hand away from Ashley and crosses her arms.

“He’s my brother…” Ashley says softly, tears beginning to well up in her eyes again. Alexis lets out a heavy sigh before placing her hands gently on Ashley’s face.

“Look, I care about you. I care about you so very much.” She says with a smile, that brings a small smile to Ashley’s lips. “But, you need to sort things out with your brother. Why don’t you two have a nice long discussion on the ride home, and you can call me next week if you’ve got things figured out.”

Ashley smiles as Alexis leans in and places a gentle kiss on her lips. “I really love you babe, I hope you can get things sorted. Okay?”

The troubled lovers share a hug, before Ashley turns back to begin packing her bags. As Ashley passes through the kitchen, she sees Dr. Tailford with a hand on Max’s shoulder. Her smile vanishes upon seeing her diminutive brother. Ashley silently walks up behind you and scoops you up without warning.

“Thanks Mr. Tailford.” Ashley says quietly, before taking you upstairs to get things packed. You sit quietly on the nightstand while Ashley solemnly gathers up all of her belongings and packs them away. She refuses to make any eye contact with you, and you don’t have anything to say right now. Your hope is to begin a dialogue with your sister when you’re in the car and she has some space to clear her mind of that wretched giantess.

After some time, the packing is completed and both you and the bags have been safely stored away in the car. You look back through the rear window to see Ashley walking out of the cabin one last time. However, as Ashley is about to step off of the porch, Alexis reaches out to take her by the hand.

Spinning your sister around, Alexis leans in to whisper something into her ear, before planting a goodbye kiss on her cheek. You’re not sure what she just said to your sister but you don’t like the look that she shoots to you as your less than ecstatic sister climbs into the car.
Ashley puts the vehicle in drive, and with one last wave, she begins the long drive back home. You’re not sure what it is, but something feels off about the atmosphere in the car. You wait for about 10 minutes before you decide to finally speak up and try to break the tension.
“Hey sis… listen, I know that-“

“Do you know what Alexis said to me as we left?” Ashley interrupts you.
“Uhh no, I couldn’t hear.” You reply honestly.

“She reminded me of something…” Ashley says moving her hand overtop of you in the passenger seat. When she opens up her hand you have to dodge the object that she was holding, as it tumbled down to the seat. Once you realize that you didn’t get crushed, you take a moment to see what Ashley just dropped on you. You look at the object that appears to be made up of a series of white plastic bars, that form a sort of cage like appearance. It takes you a few moments, but your blood chills when you realize what it is. A hollow cage in the shape of a butt plug.

“That I don’t need to let anyone tell me how to live my life.” She says, glaring down at her tiny brother shaking in the adjacent seat.

The Games Begin

The ride home is incredibly tense as you sit idly in the passenger seat, unable to take your eyes off of the plastic prison that was carelessly dropped onto the seat beside you. Ashley doesn’t even bother turning on the radio throughout the entire three and a half hour drive, and several times throughout the trip, you can see her white knuckling the steering wheel. On several occasions you consider bringing up the events of this past week, but with the way things ended, you’re quite certain that Ashely’s threat was no bluff. As such, you sit quietly and endure the silent tension as the massive world outside zooms past your window.

Inevitably the car pulls into a familiar driveway, and you release a heavy sigh, incredibly grateful to have made it home safely. One by one, Ashley carries the bags into the house, silently tossing them past the entry way and coming back for the next. Eventually your titanic twin gets ahold of the final bag before stepping up and opening the passenger door. You stand up and prepare to get plucked roughly off of the seat, anticipating that she would be less than gentle due to the way things turned out at the cabin. However, you are confused to notice that instead of picking you up, Ashley simply takes ahold of the hollow anal toy before shutting the car door and heading into the house. Without giving you so much as a single glance, Ashley walks into the house and shuts the door behind her.

You stand there, stunned, for a few moments before the reality sets in upon you. There was no way for you to escape this vehicle without getting a bit of help from someone who wasn’t a quarter of a foot tall. And since neither one of the women who lived in this house were currently inclined to help you out in anyway, you’re simply left to sit and wait for Ashley to decide that she wants to let you come inside. Helpless to do anything else, you simply lie down on the seat and try to get some sleep.

You’re eventually woken up by the loud sound of the car door being swung open, and the crisp night air washing over you. Your eyes open and you’re greeted by the sight of your twin sister who appears to have taken a shower and changed in the time that you were asleep. The sight before you is quite confusing for multiple reasons. Ashley is wearing what appears to be a ‘Sexy Schoolgirl’ sort of Halloween costume, and as she reaches over top of you, you can’t help but get a slight peek up her skirt. As you’re looking you notice that she isn’t wearing any underwear.

Upon seeing the marvels poorly hidden beneath her skirt, you notice the beginnings of an erection start to surface in your pants. Quickly you avert your eyes and try to think about something revolting to suppress your repressed urges. The moment that Alexis shot you into the toilet crosses your mind and your finally able to relax, without pitching a tent.
“Head or tails?” Ashley says, breaking you out of your trance.

“Uhh what?” You’re not sure what she is getting at.

“Heads…. or…. tails….. it’s pretty simple.” Ashley repeats, her attitude not helping you to relax in her presence.

“Look, I’d rather just go inside. I’m not really in the mood for games.”

“Well it’s unfortunate that you can’t just walk in the house by yourself isn’t it?” Ashley says, acting like every bully you’ve ever encountered.

“What the hell is your problem Ash? You didn’t say shit in the ride home, you leave me alone in the fucking car for who knows how long, and now you’re… what? Trying to put me down? News flash Ash, I’ve been small for a while now so the school yard bully bullshit doesn’t really get to me.” You shout up defiantly at your gargantuan sister.

Ashley grins at your tough guy facade and bends over, bringing her face down in front of you. “Oh I’m not trying to bully you Max, I’m trying to teach you something.” Her minty breath washes over you, and you can detect a hint of her perfume. For the first time this week her scent is intoxicating in all the right ways.

“Let me explain how this works, you’re going to guess heads or tails. And then something is going to happen based on the outcome. If you’re right, I’ll take you inside the house. If you’re wrong, then I’m going to sit my big, round, butt right on top of your itty bitty face. And I’m going to stay there for forty-five minutes, texting, wiggling, listening to music, and farting to my hearts content. So I’ll ask you again… heads or tails.”

You look down from Ashley’s big face. She is still bent over, and you can see a neighbor out walking his dog. Looking through the gap between her legs, you can see the older man completely dumbstruck by the sight in front of him. You jump up and down and scream to try to get his attention, you have no plans to sit here and play Ashley’s sick game. Unfortunately this man is so distracted by Ashley’s bare pussy and cute little asshole that he doesn’t even comprehend that there is a living being in mortal danger.

Seeing your frantic movements, Ashley pieces together the fact that there is someone behind her. She casually spins around and looks the dumbstruck onlookers directly in the face.
“Hi Mr. Masterson! How’s little Princess?” Ashley says, looking down at the small mini poodle that the man was walking.

“Uhhh… erm, she doing well Ashley. How are you tonight?” He asks, clearly caught off guard by the girl catching him checking her out.

“I’m doing good sir, give Princess a treat for me! She’s got such a cute fluffy butt doesn’t she?” Ashley says with a small giggle, while simultaneously placing her hands behind her back and pulling her own asscheeks apart. This time you’re the one treated to the sight of her monsterous shithole.

Mr. Masterson stammers his way through the rest of the small talk and walks away before Ashley spins around and faces you again.

“Okay short stack, you just talked your way into an hour between my cheeks if you lose. Now heads or tails, or I’m gonna just ask Alexis for advice on how to handle you.” Ashley says pointing to the dashboard of the vehicle. You turn your head and notice that Ashley has affixed her phone to the dashboard and it appears that she is recording this whole exchange. Not seeing a way out of this, you swallow your pride and think about what you’re going to choose. After all, a 50/50 shot of making it into the house is guaranteed to be better than whatever Alexis suggests.

“Ugh Fine. Heads.” You say, trying not to overthink things. Ashley’s face lights up at your response and she produces a coin from the breast pocket of her shirt. She proceeds to stand up in the driveway and flip the coin high up into the air. It rotates over and over again, you feel a knot in your stomach. The decision of this simple coin toss will determine if you can go lie in your bed, or if you have to spend the next hour inhaling the pungent aroma of Ashley’s sour asshole. Eventually the coin falls down into Ashley’s waiting palm and she slaps it onto the top of her other hand, before lowering down to where you will be able to see it. Between her two hands is the fate of your evening.

“Oooh I feel a big bubble down in my guts.” She says wiggling her hips and taunting you. “Tell you what shorty, if you give up now, I’ll cut your punishment in half. Or you can take a look at the coin and risk spending the full out under me.”

You can’t believe what she is telling you. It’s like she’s put you inside some sort of perverted version of a SAW movie. You have to admit the option sounds tempting, but your mind is already made up.

“It’s going to be heads.” You reply.

Ashley simple lets out a small giggle before lifting her palm off of the coin. You both look down at the coin to see who has won the bet.

“Yesssssssssssss!”

The coin was lying heads up on the back of Ashley’s hand and you were dancing like a madman in the seat. You had just won the goddamned lottery in your mind.

“How about double or nothing?” Ashley asks with a wicked grin.

“And why the fuck would I agree to that? I won fair and square.” You shout at her. You weren’t dancing anymore, because while you were excited about winning, you weren’t sure that you could trust this bully version of your sister.

“Because if you win this time, then you won’t have to play any of the rest of my games tonight. But if you lose, then it’s an hour and a half under my cute little butt.” She says turning around again so you could get a glimpse at her pale cheeks. You’re no longer enjoying your victory. Ashley has let you know that this is not the only game that she has planned for you tonight. And if there are more games to go, then that means there are more punishments to suffer if you lose.

Statistically speaking, the odds of winning a coin flip was 50%, and that was probably a much higher chance of success than you would have by playing any of Ashley’s games.

“Ugh Fine, but if I win, then you put me in my room and leave me the fuck alone.” Ashley pretends to be hurt by your demand.

“Well, I thought it would be nice for us to play games like the old days, but if you want to be a little brat, then call it in the air.” She says before flipping the coin again. This time you’re not given much time to think before the coin begins to descend again.

“Tails!” You shout nervously, while the coin falls and Ashley catches it. Slowly her hands are lowered again so she can reveal the coin. As her massive hand is lifted away, you feel a pit form in your stomach.

“Ooooooohhhhh that is some bad luck Max.” She says, as she begins to clamber into the vehicle. You look around for somewhere to run, but your options are quickly running out as this beautiful brunette positions her bare ass directly above you.

“Honestly Max, I would not want to be you right now. My stomach is churning right now, and I don’t think I’m going to make it a full hour and a half without passing some gas your way hahaha. Now how about you lie down, you wouldn’t want to get sent straight up my poop chute now would ya?” She says, hovering her large ass over top of her helpless brother. Just thinking about what he is about to go through is starting to get her motor running.

Ashley then lifts up the front of her skirt and looks into the camera mounted on the dashboard. As she begins her descent, Ashley places one hand on her swollen clitoris, and begins to make small circles with her fingers. Eventually she feels her heavy cheeks make contact with the surface of the seat, and then as the rest of her weight comes down she feels your tiny helpless body make contact with her pulsating asshole. As soon as you make contact with the wretched pit, a shiver shoots down Ashley’s spine.

“Lesson number one: I make the rules.” Ashley says, before closing her eyes and grinding her ass into the soft fabric of the seat. She then returns to vigorously playing with her slick womanhood.

Only a few minutes have passed when Ashley feels what she has been waiting for. It appears that a fart has made it to her back door and she is eager to let you have it. She scrunches up her face as she tries to force the potent ball of noxious gas out of her intestines. Finally, her sphincter opens up and you are treated to a horrendous sight. The wrinkled, oily folds of Ashley’s anus have now opened up revealing a dark tunnel leading into your sister’s bowels, and suddenly a hot thick wind begins to flow out from behind the horrid opening. Your senses are assuaged by the intense odor of the giantess’s colon, and you can hear her laughing, albeit very muffled by the thick ass cheeks that are holding in all of this stench.

“Oh my god Max, that has got to be the worst fart that I have ever farted hahahaha. Well get comfy you little prick… cuz I sure as hell am.” And with that Ashley closes her eyes again and resumes masturbating with her tiny brother, trapped in her rancid fart box.

Sore Loser

Being trapped beneath Ashley’s sizeable ass is an experience that you wish you could’ve avoided. The pressure coming from her immense cheeks is causing you a good amount of pain in your injured shoulder. But perhaps worse than the pain, is the hot, humid atmosphere that is constantly working its way into your lungs. The stench of Ashley’s farts is the only thing you can smell or taste at the moment. You’re not sure, because you haven’t done an official taste test, but you’re pretty sure that Ashley’s farts are in fact worse than that of your younger sister Megan. However, this might be due to the fact that Megan is usually just trying to tease you, while Ashley is actively trying to break your spirit. And she’s doing a pretty decent job of it right now.

Far up above you, your warden is smiling contentedly as she wiggles her hips from side to side. She knows that her tiny brother is steaming in her sweaty crack, just writhing in agony from the grotesque series of farts that she let slide out of her body. Her mood has improved drastically from when she drove away from her girlfriend’s cabin, however she has a goal that she needs to accomplish and she can’t let you off the hook until she knows that you understand the new rules.

After approximately 30 minutes of basting you in her noxious girl farts, Ashley lifts her ass off of the car seat and slide out of the car. She then lowers her face to the blast zone that she had just created to have a little chat with her tiny prisoner. Curiously however, she did not see your pathetic little body lying on the seat. It takes her a moment, but Ashley then rolls her eyes and reaches her fingers back between her sizeable cheeks, and fishes you out of the smelly crevice.
“Wow Max, I gotta be honest, I literally couldn’t even feel you being stuck back there. If you ever found yourself stuck back there and I didn’t know about it… heh you’ll be in for one hell of a ride hahaha!” She says after bringing you around to her beautiful face. “Now let’s talk about making a deal, I’ll let you out after only thirty minutes of butt sniffing if you look into that camera and tell Alexis that you’re sorry.”

“Sorry for what?!” You shout, irritated by the mention of that evil bitch.

“Look right there, and tell her that you're sorry for being rude and hurtful in her own home. Alternatively you can go back in the crack.” She miles at her witty rhyme.
You let out a heavy sigh. You would love to stand your ground right now, but you only spent a third of your sentence under her disgusting cheeks and you’re not keen on going back under. Plus you know that she’s got other games planned so if you want to get through this night in one piece, then you’re going to need to take some shortcuts.

“Fine. Alexis, I am very sorry that I said some unpleasant things after you invited me into your home. My judgement was clouded and it was a mistake.” You put emphasis on the word clouded as you turn to look at your sister, who replies with a smirk.

Ashley is content with your apology, despite the fact that she knows you don’t mean a single word of it. She then picks you up and walks you over to the door of the house.

“Well you did a good job with lesson number one Max!” Ashely says, sounding like her usually giddy self.

“What’s the lesson here Ash? I lost a coin toss and you fuckin sat on me? What can I learn from that?” You ask sharply.

“Tsk, Isn’t it obvious Maxxy? The lesson is that I’m the one who makes the rules! The big person makes a rule and the little person obeys.” She says with a soft smile. “Now, moving on to the next game!”

“How long is this going to take Ash? I’m exhausted and I need to get some sleep.” You ask, too tired to even argue with her superiority complex bullshit.

“That’s completely up to you bud.” She says in a soothing voice. “If you can show me that understand my three lessons, then you can go to sleep a happy boy.”

“Sounds like you’ve gone off on some sort of power trip. I’m not a fucking kid Ash. I get that you’re upset, but so am I. You fucking harassed me this week and I’m sorry if I put some strain on your relationship, but that bitch is a fucking manipulator and you need to wake up!” By the time you get all of that off your chest, you realize that you’re screaming at your gigantic sister.

“Here’s the rule for lesson number two, the game is over when you tell me what the lesson is. Sound good?” Ashley says while plopping down on the sofa and turning on the TV. She then sets you down on the coffee table and places her monolithic feet up on either side of you. You take a quick sniff and are pleasantly surprised to notice that her feet don’t smell bad at all. It appears that this particular game isn’t going to be about foot worship and you’re thankful for that.

A few minutes pass by as you’re sitting on the table watching TV, just waiting to see the lesson in this exercise. You begin to feel your ass getting sore from sitting in the hard wood of the coffee table, and you look around for your special pillow. You notice that your cushion is sitting over on the far end of the couch, and you’re about to ask for it when you stop yourself from speaking. Opening your mouth is a good way to find yourself on Ashley’s bad side, especially if you haven’t quite figured out what the point of the game is.

Eventually you decide that there’s no point in just sitting here uncomfortably for the remainder of the evening, so you clear your throat and shout over to your sister.

“Hey Ash, would you mind giving me my pillow? I’m getting a bit sore over here.”

Ashley looks down at you with a smile before turning her head to locate the small purple pillow that is reserved specifically for you. She then reaches over and picks up the soft cushion in both hands and gives it a few light squeezes.

“Hmmmm, sorry Max, but my butt is getting a bit sore too so I’m gonna need to use it. Besides, I feel another couple of butt bombs coming and I don’t want to get the couch all smelly.” And with that, Ashley casually lifts up on of her monsterous ass cheeks and slides your pillow underneath her. She wiggles around trying to get comfortable and you can see your personal pillow getting mashed up beneath Ashley’s gigantic butt, likely getting heavily marked with the scent of her rancid gas.

“What the fuck Ashley? Now you’re just being a little bitch.” Not a second passes after throwing out your insult, when Ashley’s massive foot smashes into you with lightning fast precision. Dazed by her attach, you are left trying to fight off her massive toes with the one arm you have that isn’t caught in a sling. As you wiggle around beneath Ashley’s foot, you can’t help but notice the strong lavender scent coming off of her foot. Even through the rough fabric of her socks, the pleasant smell of her lotion worms it’s way into your nostrils.

The pummeling doesn’t last for more than a few minutes, and you are greeted by Ashley’s smiling face once her foot is lifted off of your body.
“Well if you really want to sit in the pillow then we can just share.” She says lifting up one of her heavy cheeks and showing you the fate your poor little cushion. Underneath her skirt you can barely make out the rim of her asshole and the glistening lips of her tender sex. It’s very clear that she is enjoying this just as much as you are dreading it.

“Ya know what? I’ll pass.” You say, not wanting to press your luck the way you did with the coin toss. Plus you were worried that if she kept stomping or sitting on you, then your shoulder wasn’t going to get any better.

Another fifteen minutes or so of idle TV watching goes by before Ashley speaks up once again.

“Hey Max, would you mind giving me a little foot rub? Might as well make yourself useful down there.” She says with a slight giggle as she reaches down and peels off one of her socks. She raises the sock up to her nose and takes a few quick sniffs. “C’mon Max, they don’t even stink! Here take a little whiff.”

You take a step back as Ashley pushes her balled up sock towards your tiny body. You step back away from the garment, and turn away from your massive sister. Despite the fact that her feet appear to be pretty mild smelling at the moment, you weren’t interested in fueling her ego. “Pass.” You say bluntly.

Upon hearing your refusal, Ashley simply rolls her eyes and lifts her foot off of the table. Then with extreme speed and precision, her foot launches forward and she grabs ahold of your head with her slender toes.

You find yourself trapped in the soft flesh that resides between Ashley’s big and second toes. Suddenly you feel the vice like grip on your head start to rise away from the coffee table. Seconds later, your body is now being hoisted several feet off of the living room floor, meaning the only thing stopping you from plummeting down several stories to a brutal impact with the hardwood floor. Thankfully the dangling doesn’t last more than a minute or so, after which Ashley releases her grip on your skull, but not before positioning you just above the coffee table making the fall much more bearable.

Once you’ve regained a sense of your surroundings, you rise to your feet and look up to see your twin sister sitting on the couch looking very laid back and peaceful. When she finally opens her eyes and looks down at your tiny little body on the coffee table, she smiles very sweetly at you.

“Now how about that foot rub?” She says, placing her monolithic feet back in their position on either side of you. You look up at the towering soles and then back at the giant woman who owns them. Ashley’s eyes have already shut again and her head is now lying back on the couch.

You step over to Ashley’s right foot and gaze up at it. Slowly, you reach out and begin to massage the soft, warm flesh. It appears that your sister is tired and close to nodding off, so perhaps if you can just bide your time she will fall asleep and you can get out of playing her twisted games.

After about twenty minutes of massaging Ashley’s foot flesh, you’re one good arm is now just as sore as the one that’s wrapped up in a sling. You decide to take a quick break, especially since Ashley hasn’t said a single word since you started. Unfortunately, the second your fingers stop kneading her skin, Ashley’s head shoots up off the couch.

“Nobody told you to stop small fry.” Ashley says poking her big toe into your chest. “Besides you’ve got another foot to do.”

You look over at her other foot and then back to her face. She is staring intently down at you, almost eager to hear your response. You are then hit with a sudden realization, and you think you may have just figured out the lesson that she’s trying to get you to see. But you have an idea to make sure that you’re right.

“I think I’m done giving foot rubs tonight Ash.”

Upon hearing yet another refusal, Ashley rolls her eyes and lifts her foot high above you. She blows you a kiss before she quickly lowers her foot down to smush your body into the table. But just prior to the impact you shout up to your gigantic sister.

“I won the game!”

Ashely’s foot freezes above your head, and you can hear her giggling from out of sight.
“Oh? And what game are we playing?” Ashley says, lowering her foot back to the floor and leaving you with one hell of a view. Ashley was sitting on the couch with her arms and shoulders casually set across the back of the couch, her respectable bust being pushed forward by her posture. Looking down below her breasts, you could see that her legs were also set apart, allowing you to look directly into the space under her skirt.

You quickly avert your gaze from her glistening pink lips, and look back up into her gorgeous green eyes. The last thing you needed right now was to allow an untimely erection catch your sister’s attention.

“You said the game was over when I knew what the lesson was. Well I know the lesson.” You shout up to her, causing her to lean forward and bring her face very close to yours.

“Hehehe well I gotta warn you short stack, if you guess wrong then you’re gonna spend another hour on your precious little pillow. So are you still ready to guess?” She says narrowing her eyes and putting on a menacing smile. Her breath washes overtop of you and you can smell a strong odor of alcohol. Has she been drinking? You haven’t seen her drinking anything and she certainly doesn’t seem drunk, although to be fair you have been a bit preoccupied tonight.
The stakes are incredibly high right now and while you are confident that you know the right answer, you’re not quite sure that you’re confident enough to risk spending an hour beneath her reeking ass.

“But if you’d rather just keep playing the game, then we’ll call it quits in the morning. So either you make your guess or you get back to rubbing my big ol’ feet.” Ashley says confidently, falling back into the couch.

Fuck it. You think to yourself. “Lesson number one was that you make the rules. Lesson number two is I get punished if I break them.” You shout aloud, praying to god that you’ve gotten it right. Initially, Ashley appears shocked at your answer, but her expression quickly softens and she swiftly scoops you off of the table and brings you up to her face.

“You’re such a smarty, Max. I honestly thought that one was going to take you a lot longer.” She then places a large kiss on your face. “And now we can move on to lesson number three.”

Your heart sinks upon hearing Ashley’s plan for the next game. The adrenaline in your body has begun to wear off and you start to understand just how exhausted you are.

“Is this one going to take long? I’m sorta running on fumes here Ash.” You say, trying not to be rude enough to violate her second lesson.

“Don’t worry sweetie, this one will be over very soon. I just need to hear you tell me that you love me.” She says, softly cradling your body in her hands. This request seems incredibly odd to you, and you’re a bit fearful that it may be a trap. But at this point, the longer you hesitate the longer that this nonsense will last.

“Ashley, of course I love you. You’re my sister and I only want you to be happy.” You say very honestly. In fact when you really think about it, despite everything she has done to you, you cannot help but love her.

Ashley’s face lights up upon hearing your response. “Oh Max, I love you too. Your my itty bitty brother and I want you to know that sissy just wants what’s best for you.”

Ashley then brings you up to her large pouty lips and kisses your entire body with a large, wet kiss. This time however, she doesn’t pull you away from her face. Instead her massive tongue slithers out of her mouth and licks your entire body. The assault from her tremendous, slimy tongue continues until you feel your entire body being pulled inside of Ashley’s mouth.

You were wholly unprepared to be sucked into your sister’s mouth and you’re currently fighting as hard as you can against her massive tongue. You’re so distracted with fighting against the large fleshy organ that you didn’t even notice when your pants get pulled away from your body. You do notice however, when Ashley’s tongue begins to work it’s way in between your legs and push its way up against your cock.

The sudden feeling of the impromptu blowjob is an incredibly confusing sensation. On one hand, this is your sister, and her tongue shouldn’t ever come near your dick under any circumstances. On the other hand, the feeling of the massive, wet tongue up against your crotch was unbelievably pleasurable and it doesn’t take more than a few moments for you to get as hard as a rock.

You’re given a minute of respite when Ashley decides to spit you out into her palm. She giggles at the sight of your tiny erection standing tall in her hand. She liked how helpless you were to avoid getting aroused by your big dominant sister.

“Ashley, please stop!”

Your words shock the smile right off of her face.

“Max, Lesson number three is this… a good boy gets rewarded. So just close your eyes and let me do what I want, and then you’ll be rewarded.” She then lowers her lips down to you, and her tongue comes crawling back out of her maw.

“NO ASH! This is fucked up and you fucking know it! You made your point now just leave me the fuck alone!” You scream, covering your junk with your one free hand. Ashley is not amused with your resistance to her efforts, and you can see a look on her face that leads you to believe that she is more disappointed than she is angry.

“Oh Maxxy, you were so close.” She says, shaking her head. “I wanted you to get rewarded, not punished. This is going to break my heart.”
With that Ashley drops you back onto the coffee table and lifts herself off of the couch, only to walk out of the room. You’re now left alone in the living room sore, humiliated, and pantless with no way to get over to the comfort of your bedroom. However you don’t need to wait for long because Ashley soon returns with her disciplinary tool.

Upon reaching the coffee table Ashley bends down so that her head is hovering ominously overtop of you, and you’re given a nice look down her shirt. You’re attention is soon pulled away from the heavy breasts when Ashley drops something onto the coffee tab. You look over and instantly recognize the black garment as the mesh thong that Alexis gifted to your sister. You understand what this means, and you knew there was no going back now.

“Fuck you bitch.” You shout.

Ashley simply shakes her head as she picks up both you and the lingerie off of the table. “I’m gonna be honest Max, this is gonna suck for you.” And without another word, Ashley begins the process of working your tiny body into the thing mesh pouch that lines the back of the thong.

Once you’re fully secure, Ashley walks back to her bedroom so that she can get ready for bed. She strips herself down and steps into the bathroom, leaving you alone in the bedroom, trapped inside her thong. You can hear her talking to someone while she is in the bathroom but you cannot make out who it is or what they’re saying. However, you don’t need to think about it for too long because Ashley emerges from the bathroom fully nude, and holding her phone up to her ear.

“Hold on I’ll put you in speaker…” Ashley says before hitting a button on her phone and lowering it down next to you. “Say goodnight!”

“Heeeeyyyyyy little buggy.” You recognize the voice of your sister’s evil bitch of a girlfriend. “I hear you’re in for one hell of a night! Hahaha I hope you enjoy it.”

“Fuck you Alexis!” You scream before Ashley quickly snaps up her phone, glaring down at you with rage behind her eyes. She returns the phone to her ear and finishes her conversation with Alexis, assuring her that you would be punished accordingly.

Once the conversation was over, Ashley wasted no time in stepping her legs into the holes on either side of you’re very breathable prison. She paid you no mind as she pulls your body up to her asscrack, and then unceremoniously threads the divide between her heavy cheeks using your poor tortured body.

The stench here is unbearable. The raw odor coming off of your sister’s asshole is so incredibly powerful that your eyes begin to water furiously. And it appears that just because she is going to sleep, doesn’t mean that Ashley is going to take it easy on you. And almost as if to demonstrate that fact to you, her gargantuan, oily anus begins to pulse outward at you. And knowing what is about to happen, doesn’t make it any easier to stomach.
As Ashley’s hot fart blows out of her asshole and wafts through her cheeks, you feel something start to push down on your back. With one finger pushed between her cheeks, Ashley applies pressure to your tiny body until she feels you being pressed right up against her dirt button. Once she is confident that your face is right where she wants it, Ashley releases another long airy fart, before giggling loudly to herself.

“Goodnight tiny, I’ll see you in the morning” And just like that Ashley rests her head on the pillow and slowly drifts off to sleep.

A Savior Appears

Ashley is rudely awakened by a ray of sunshine hitting her square in the face. The beautiful woman turns over in her bed and proceeds to stretch her limbs out, preparing her body to get started with the day. The first movement of the morning causes a low rumble to come from deep within the brunette’s well toned and nearly naked body. Sure enough, the rumbling sound continues to maneuver its way through her bowels, until it reaches her back door. Not one to hold things in, Ashley relaxes her sphincter and allows her ass it’s first fart of the day.

Nestled firmly between your sister’s heavy asscheeks. You are very close to finally drifting off to sleep. It was incredibly difficult because at infrequent intervals throughout the night, you would be assaulted by a variety of unconscious bodily functions. Occasionally, Ashley would twitch or roll over, causing her cheeks to slap you in the face or for you to be shaken awake by the sensation of gravity inverting. And these were the preferable ways of getting woke up.
Alternatively, Ashley would unknowingly release a hot, potent fart over her tiny prisoner. The combination of the heat, the noise, and the unholy stench of raw sewage, made it impossible to sleep through on of your sister’s terrible farts. And so, you had no idea how long it has been, but she has been remarkably still for several minutes and her farts seem to have stopped a couple hours ago. You shut your eyes and just pray that you manage to get just a little bit of sleep.

Ppppppffffffffftttttttt

You should’ve known better, because as soon as you think that you might have a shot at passing out, your sister’s large anus bulges outward and releases a thick miasma of sulphuric gas. You’re instantly ripped from the sweet embrace of unconsciousness as her powerful odorous gift weasels its way into your nose, mouth and lungs.

This time however, the massive fart is followed by a tremendous amount of movement, and eventually light floods its way into your panty prison. It appears that Ashley is getting ready to start her day. And almost as if she had heard you, you hear Ashley begin to speak with her sleepy, not-quite-awake yet voice.

*Yawn* “Breakfast or shower first?” She asks to no one in particular. “What do you think Max? Should I shower now, or wait till after breakfast?”

Evidently she hasn’t forgotten about you being lodged between her reeking cheeks. You try to move around as much as you can to try to get her to take you out of her ass, but being restrained in one position for the entire night has been a nightmare on your muscles.

Feeling you squirm around at her backside brings a smile to Ashley’s face.

“Breakfast it is.” She says confidently as she puts on a shirt over her bare breasts and heads down into the kitchen. Walking into the hallway, Ashley pauses for a moment to scratch and itch that he she feels on her left asscheek. Satisfied with ridding herself of the itch, she pulls up on the large meaty cheek and releases it, causing a devastating shockwave to ripple all the way through her ass, eliciting even more squirming from you. After a quiet giggle, she continues down to the kitchen to start making something to eat.

Ashley shuffles into the kitchen and begins brewing herself a cup of coffee and pulls a carton of eggs from the refrigerator when she is suddenly startled by a voice coming from the living room.

“Jesus Christ, rough night?”

Ashley unconsciously clenches her cheeks at the surprising sound of someone’s voice, before spinning around to see Megan sitting down on the couch with a laptop on her lap.
“Holy fuck you scared the shit out of me!” You hear Ashley say, incredibly grateful that she wasn’t speaking literally.

“What the hell did you get up to last night? You look like crap?” Megan says, not taking her eyes off of her half nude sister.

“I see you’re in a cheery mood this morning.” Ashley replies bluntly, turning her shapely rear towards her sister and pouring herself a cup of coffee.

“This morning? It’s 12:30 in the afternoon. Jesus did you get roofied last night haha?” Megan jests, turning her attention back to her laptop.

Ashley doesn’t bother putting up a reply to her sister’s rude comment. She was a bit more preoccupied with the news she was just given. Could it really be 12:30 in the afternoon? She had secured her brother to the back of her thong shortly before midnight so could she really have left him stewing in her asscrack for more than 12 hours? “Jeesh, I’d hate to be him.” She thinks to herself.

“Hey Ash, where’s Max?” Megan asks nonchalantly. Ashley feels her heart begin to race a bit upon hearing Megan’s questions, but she keeps her cool.

“Why?” Ashley returns with a raised eyebrow.

“Well I saw your car and heard you snoring like crazy when I came in this morning, but I checked his room and he’s not in there.” Megan says, shutting her laptop and rising off of the couch.

“Yea? Well he slept in my room last night.” Ashley says before cracking a couple eggs into a pan and frying up her breakfast.

“Oh, and he didn’t want to come down for ... brunch?” Megan is now standing behind Ashley in the kitchen, leaning up against the fridge.

“I’m his sister, not his damn keeper.” Ashley replies, walking over to the fridge and putting her hand on the door. “You mind?” She asks, clearly fed up with Megan’s interrogation. Megan steps away from the door and begins walking towards the stairs.

“I’ll go see if he’s getting hungry.” Alexis can’t think of anything to say that will throw her sister off of her investigation, so she simply goes back to cooking her breakfast. After a few minutes, Megan returns to the kitchen and walks up to confront her older sister.

“Well he’s not in your room. So where’s Max? And why the fuck are you lying to me?” Megan asks, clearly agitated.

“And where is this sudden concern for our brothers wellbeing coming from? Last I checked, part of my job was protecting him from you.” Ashley replies, continuing to prepare her breakfast.

Megan is less than thrilled with Ashley’s replying steps forward to grab her by the arm. “Yea I’ve toyed with him before, but your psychopath girlfriend has a mean streak and I don’t trust either of you to not fucking hurt him.” Megan shouts, tightening her grip around Ashley’s arm.

“Get your hands off of me you little bitch! I’m sick of your shitty jealous attitude!” Ashley tries to pull back away from Megan, but it quickly becomes clear just how much stronger her little sister is physically.

“WHERE. IS. HE?” Megan squeezes even harder as she repeats herself and she positions herself so that she has her sister pinned in the corner of the kitchen.

“He’s in my fucking thong, do you wanna go say hi you little brat. Let go!” She shouts putting her foot up on her sister’s leg and kicking her off. Megan stands back after finally hearing the truth.

“He’s in your thong?” Megan asks. “Why?”

“Because he’s a little fucking deviant.” Ashley responds, crossing her arms.

“Oh my god Ashley, Alexis and I fucking lied about that because we wanted you to toy with him.” Megan says, understanding that she played a crucial role in your current torment.

“Well you were more right than you know, because I caught him jerking off in my running shoes after I went for a workout.” Ashley says, pushing past Megan and plopping her ass down on one of the hard wooden chairs in the dining room.

“What? No he doesn’t have a foot fetish, you’ve got something wrong here. Look I agreed to help Alexis trick you and that’s on me, but Max doesn’t enjoy what you’re doing to him. Wait… how long has he been back there?” Megan asks, realizing that he must’ve been back there when Ashley woke up.

“Since last night.” Ashley admits, still focusing on her breakfast.

“Jesus Christ Ash that’s sick! You have to let him out!” Megan pleads.

“How about you go back to not giving a fuck about anyone other than yourself. I’ve been taking care of Max for years and I’ll continue to look out for him now.” She says, her anger starting to come out in her voice.

“Taking care of him? He’s in your asscrack you psycho, have you even showered today?” Megan presses.

“Fuck off Meg! You aren’t in charge around here! I’ll kick you out if you don’t cut the shit!” Ashely slams her hands on the table in a burst of anger. Additionally, she accidentally let out a short but quite audible fart when she slapped her arms on the table. Both girls stared in silence at each other following the rude release, until Ashley simply returns her focus to her breakfast.

“Seriously!? You just fucking farted on him, let him out now you little brat!” Megan screams.

“I told you to fuck off Meg! You have no idea what’s been going on with Max this past week and now you want to just come back and start barking orders? He doesn’t belong to you!” Ashley screams back, rising up off of her chair and looking down at her slightly shorter sister.
“And he doesn’t belong to you either you dumb bitch!”

“YES HE FUCKING DOES!” Ashley finally screams in an octave that shouldn’t be achievable for a human being.

This response causes an absolute silence between the two warring sisters. In fact it was even a revaluation for Ashley, who had been mercilessly tormenting her tiny brother for what amounted to about a week at this point. And until this very moment, she had not truly considered what she was doing. In her own mind she was simply doing whatever she could to maintain her relationship with Alexis. And she had mentally separated her actions from their relationship with Max. It was easy to think that she was just toying with Max the same way that everyone else was, but at this very moment, she realized that she truly believes that Max belongs to her.

“Take him out… now. I will not ask you again.” Megan says quietly, but her voice was dripping with an intensity that made Ashley’s a bit nervous. Too shaken by the intense confrontation to keep arguing, Ashley tries to step past Megan to go change her clothes and let Max out. However, she is stopped as Megan steps to the side in order to continue blocking Ashley’s path.

Confused, Ashley looks into Megan’s eyes looking for an explanation, but is only met with a solemn shaking of her head. It was clear now what Megan was expecting. Her head racked with shame and guilt, Ashley slides two thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slides them down off of her body. She then hands the garment to her suddenly assertive younger sister, leaving the tall brunette naked from the waist down standing in her dining room. As Megan begins to try to free Max from the garment, Ashley steps past her sister and bounds upstairs to her room.

As Megan’s nimble fingers begin to solve the puzzle of how exactly Max is stuck to this thong, her nose is assaulted by the raw stench coming off of the fabric. “It must be fucking hell for Max!” She thinks, picking up the pace and trying to free her tiny brother.

Eventually she manages to locate the clasp at the top of the rear compartment, and she gently slides the shrunken man’s body out of the filthy garment. However, once Max is freely out in the palm of her hand, she becomes quickly concerned with his lack of movement.

“Max? Max wake up buddy.” Megan says, poking him on the back. She then uses a single finger to roll her brother onto his back so she can see his face, and is very concerned to see that his arm is bound up in a sling and he is not responding.

“MAX! MAX! WAKE UP MAX!!!” She screams, tears starting to pour down her cheek.

Upon hearing the commotion, Ashley comes back out of her room and down into the dining room to see her sister crying in the kitchen with their tiny brother in her palm. Concerned, Ashley steps forward to try to asses the situation, but she is quickly stopped by a swift slap across her face. Crumpling to the floor, Ashley shields her face, as tears start to fall from her eyes. She looks up into the furious gaze of her younger sister.

“You stay away from my brother you fucking psycho bitch!” Megan shouts, cradling her brother close to her chest.

Moving Out
Part 1

You awake in an unfamiliar room, and you are in a tremendous amount of pain. You wince as you sit up in your bed and try to get a better read on your surroundings.

“Hey you’re awake!” A voice calls out from the other side of the room.

You’re startled by the presence of another person, because the last time you woke up in an unfamiliar room with a stranger, it turned out to be one of Alexis’ prison camps. You hold your breath as you try to get a better look at the other person in the room. You catch a better glimpse as he walks towards the intercom device on the wall of the room. You can see he’s a tall, thin man, definitely younger than you.

“Uhhh, hey he’s awake.” The young man says into the intercom, before walking a bit closer to you. You continue to be silent as he approaches your bed and takes a seat next to you.

There’s only a few seconds to study the young man seated next to you, until you hear a long series of heavy footfalls approaching the container. Your heart begins to beat incredibly fast as you await to see which giantess is about to rip the roof off of your current habitat.

Sure enough the ceiling begins to shift around and a bright, piercing light floods into the room. Once your eyes adjust, you look up to see your “little” sister Megan, kneeling high above the habitat with tears flowing down her cheeks.

“Max! I thought I had lost you!” She booms down, lowering her face down towards your bed, and reaching a massive hand in to pick you up.

You brace for the impact before your thin, miniscule compatriot stands up and steps between you and Megan’s fingers.

“Ah, stop right there missy. He needs to rest, not to get man-handled… or woman-handled...whatever. Just give him some space.” The tiny man just stood between your gigantic terrifying sister and something that she wanted, causing you to sit and wait for the moody blonde to crush him into a fine paste.
“Oh god, right. I’m so sorry, I just got a bit worked up. Sorry. Sorry Max!” She says, pulling back from the small room and wiping tears from her face. You’re completely dumbfounded by the exchange that you just witnessed. This scrawny little man, small even by RP standards, just stood up to Megan “The Stink Queen” Reed and she apologized to both him and to you? This is clearly some sort of parallel universe that you’ve fallen into. That or Ashley’s gas has poisoned your brain and caused you to go insane.

“You alright there Max? How ya feelin?” The thin man says.

“Uhhh Sorry. I’m alright, I’m fine, I’m just… a bit sore and kind of…”

“Confused?” Megan finishes your sentence.

“Uhh Yea… a bit.” You admit.

“Look we can go over everything when you’ve gotten some more rest. Are you feeling alright? Do you need more painkillers?” She asks.

“More?” You reply inquisitively. Did she drug you?

“Oh right, Yea. Well we sort of had to bring you to the hospital.” She admits, her face contorting into some sort of half smile.

“Why?” You ask, trying to piece together the events that preceded you waking up here.
Megan then proceeds to walk you through what happened, from her confrontation with Ashley, to the trio they made to the hospital fearing that you had been killed. And in turn you explained to Megan what had happened after she left the cabin, the continued torture and the dislocated shoulder, even describing the torturous games that Ashley had designed for you upon returning home and explaining how you ended up in Ashley’s thong.

“That sounds like one of Alexis’ games. She’s a pro at manipulating people and it seems like she may have passed some of that on to your sister. Uhhh… the other sister.” The thin man says, looking up to Megan who was giving him an odd look.

“Hey, this is pretty awkward but… who are you?” You ask of the strange man who is acting like you’ve been friend your whole life.

“Oh my god, I totally blanked… sorry. My name is Ivan… and your sister rescued me from Alexis.” He says happily. This causes you to look up at Megan with a confused look. The last time that you had spoken with Megan, she had a tiny person stuffed up against her crotch. And her whole plan was to get this person so that she could torture him freely without needing to worry about Ashley getting in the way. And now this oddly cheerful person before you is saying that your bratty sister rescued him from an admittedly more cruel giantess.

“Rescued?” You repeat.

“Yes Max… I’m one of the good guys now… get used to it.” She says, sticking out her tongue playfully.

“Yea, yea of course… it’s just a change ya know?”
Then Ivan and Megan proceed to explain to you what happened after the two of them left the cabin.

*One Week Ago*

Megan is holding in her palm, the tiny little toy that she received from Alexis. And she offers him the opportunity to choose how he is going to serve her during the long drive home.

“I… I’ll do whatever you want my goddess!” The tiny man shouts. He recognized that her mood immediately improved upon being referred to as a goddess. This is what Alexis demanded to be called all the time so this was a no brainer. A few moments ago, this gorgeous blonde giantess had threatened to drown him in a bottle of her piss, but now she was offering him the opportunity to do something else to serve her. He didn’t want to blow this opportunity.

“I told you to choose a punishment. That means you choose. If I have to do it then I promise that it’ll be unpleasant.” Megan booms down to the cowering man in her palm.

“Maybe I should massage your toes my goddess! I would be happy to serve under your feet.” Ivan says, not looking to make the same mistake twice. After all he was well versed in the scent of Alexis’ feet so this young lady couldn’t be any worse.

“Ahh interesting choice little man. Ya know, I’m an athlete so it’s a good plan to get yourself well acquainted with the smell of my little piggies.” Megan says, letting out a big laugh and pulling off one of her shoes and the corresponding sock. She then brings the shoe up and tilts it so that the tiny man could walk right inside.

“Take a whiff, tell me what you think.” Megan commands. Like an obedient animal, Ivan walks over to the entrance of the shoe and leans his head inside so he can sample the fresh scent of of his owners sweating feet. He breathes deeply, trying to ensure that his goddess could hear him taking a sample of her sweaty shoe.

“It’s absolutely amazing my goddess. I love it.” Ivan says, trying to keep her happy. Megan simply rolls her eyes and cracks a smile. She’s never heard anyone other than her ex talk about her feet smelling good. Even if he was lying through his teeth, it still made her smile.
“Easy there with the ass kissing. You’ll be spending plenty of time doing that when I’m feeling nice and gassy, for now just get in there and crawl down to the toes.” She commands. And surprisingly, the tiny man obeys. She didn’t need to argue with him, he just walked in and laid down.

“What a good boy.” Megan thinks to herself as she places the shoe back onto the floor and pushes her foot inside, foregoing the sock that she stripped off earlier.

Megan had a wide smile across her face for the remainder of the trip back home. She could feel a tiny human being wiggling beneath her toes and she’s pretty sure that she can actually feel his tiny tongue lapping at the underside of her toes.

Because she was in such a good mood, Megan decided to make a quick stop and pick up some supplies for her new tiny plaything.

Arriving back at the house, Megan pulls her foot out of her shoe with a wet squelching sound. Feeling the cold air against her foot, she realizes just how much sweat her foot was producing by being inside the shoe with no socks. She then tilts the shoe upwards until her tiny passenger tumbled down into the heel and then into her palm.

“Well hi there stinky, how was the ride?” She asks, teasing the tiny man.

“It was perfect my goddess. Thank you for letting me start to repay you for the ride!” Ivan said, putting forth as much energy as he possibly could.

His optimism caught Megan off guard. It was incredibly easy to take someone who was rude to her and drop that person into her rancid ass crack, but did she want to torment someone who was so nice all the damn time? The image of her poor brother flashed across her mind and for a singular second she felt something that felt like… guilt?

“Wait, am I going soft?” She thinks to herself. “No, he’s going to smell my feet and kiss my ass and do whatever the hell else I tell him to do!” She tries to dismiss her sentimental thoughts.

“Yes well, it’s a good thing that you enjoyed yourself. Because I’ve got more work lined up for you, and this was just the easy part.” Megan says, trying to see if she can crack his chipper outer shell.

“I’m eager to serve you my goddess. I know I’m nothing but a worm, but I will try my very best.” The tiny man falls to his knees and places a kiss onto Megan’s upturned palm.

Megan’s brow furrows upon hearing Ivan’s reply. Once again she felt a twinge of guilt upon hearing the word “worm,” knowing that she had called him that a few hours ago.

“Look, sorry about calling you a worm or whatever. I was a little worked up.” Megan admitted.

“Oh no, my goddess, you don’t need to apologize to me. You are beautiful and perfect and I am nothing. Please my goddess forgive me if I said something wrong.” The boy pleaded.

“Just… just call me Meg. Okay?”

“Uhhh, of course my goddess… er Meg.”

The pretty blonde lets out a heavy sigh, for some reason, she wasn’t as thrilled as she figured she would be about having her own personal shrinkie.

“What’s your name?” She asks. This question causes the shrunken man to hesitate. Alexis never used the names of her toys, and in fact she punished anyone who was caught using their former “human” names. However she also punished anyone who dared to disobey an order, so right now he was at an impasse.

“Uhhh it’s Ivan, my goddess.” He says quietly.

“Meg… I asked you to call me Meg.” She says, raising an eyebrow.

“Right, right of course. I’m so sorry Meg.” He says, kicking himself for forgetting.

“Look let's just get some sleep. I guess for tonight you can stay in Max’s room since he’s gonna be partying with Ash and Alexis for the week.” She says rolling her eyes.
This comment caught Ivan off guard. “There’s someone my size, partying with Alexis? Must’ve misunderstood.” He thinks to himself. Megan then proceeds to place Ivan down in Max’s bedroom and tells him to make himself at home, before she heads off to her own room to get some sleep.

“This is not what I was expecting” Ivan says to himself as he lays down on the bed and for the first time in a long time, gets a good night’s sleep.

Moving Out
Part 2

Upon waking up Ivan began to explore his current living situation, amazed by all the incredibly technology that went into making this shrunken person’s life more bearable. This was a stark contrast to the piss poor living conditions that existed in Alexis dominion. Here there was a bed with clean sheets, but with Alexis toys were given old socks and panties to sleep on. Here there was a tiny kitchen including a refrigerator full of tiny premade meals and bottled water. Toys serving Alexis were expected to survive on table scraps and various gunks that formed between her toes. And you were allowed to wash it down with sweat that she would collect off of her body and wring out into a bowl. Here there was a TV and computer that could provide endless entertainment, but with Alexis the only thing you could do to stay entertained was to serve under Alexis or watch her punish a different toy.

“This guy has it made.” Ivan said to himself.

After about forty five minutes of idly walking around the room, Megan appears outside the habitat and pulls the lid off.

“Alright small fry I hope you slept well because we have got a fun day ahead of us.” Megan declares lowering her hand down into the habitat

“I slept very well, thank you Meg!” Ivan says, quickly stepping into her hand. Megan smirks at just how eager this tiny man is to get started with a day of fun. She had to admit that his cheery attitude was a little bit infectious, leading her smirk to turn into a genuine smile.

“You have a gorgeous smile, my goddess!” Ivan says, noticing the sudden upturn in her demeanor. The complement causes the pretty blonde to tilt her head and raise an eyebrow.

“I thought we decided to call me Meg?” She asks, her tone remaining very gentle.

“Oh, I’m so sorry Meg… it’s just that you’re really very pretty, and from where I’m standing… you do seem like some sort of goddess.” The tiny man admitted, rubbing his hand across the back of his neck.

“Oh so flattery is your game huh?” Megan asks with a giggle. “Well I’d be lying if I said you were the first man in my life who was into ass kissing. Hahaha”

Upon hearing her remark, Ivan mumbles something, just a bit too softly for Megan to hear.

“What was that?” Megan lowers her ear a bit closer to the tiny man in her palm. Ivan then clears his throat and repeats himself, a bit louder this time.

“Well… erm… it’s…. it’s a really nice ass.” Megan then looks down at Ivan and sees that his face has turned a shade of bright red. Upon hearing this admission, Megan throws her head back and laughs quite loudly.

“Alright there Casanova, pump your breaks. Hahaha, you know what they say about too much of a good thing, right?” She says, lowering her hand down behind her, so that Ivan is treated to a great view of her large, juicy moons. As the young RP stares at the gently curves of Megan’s ass, perfectly hugged by her tight grey booty shorts, he marvels at the sheer magnitude of this cute college girl’s athletic glutes. Then, she gives her hips a small wiggle, Ivan can feel his body responding to his inherent attraction to the giggly blonde giantess.

He then begins to panic, feeling his member begin to rise up in response to the little show that he was given. In his experience with giantesses, anyone who was caught sporting an erection was treated to something that Alexis called “aversion therapy.” For instance, one man whom Ivan had been friends with, had spent an entire morning under Alexis’ ass because she had woken up with an upset stomach. When she pulled him out from under her, he had unfortunately been caught having a stiff member. The entire group of prisoners had to watch as Alexis wove his tiny body in between the bristles of her toilet brush. No one ever saw him after that.

When Megan brought her little toy up in front of her face, she noticed that he was standing incredibly awkwardly with his hands hovering in front of his crotch. This was a move she had seen plenty of times before. Having bloomed incredibly early in high school, many of her masculine peers had to work hard to hide untimely boners caused by the flirty, young girl.

“Oooooh What’s hiding under here?” She asks playfully, using her pinky finger to poke at his tiny arms. Ivan tried his best to keep his erection concealed, not knowing that the pointed display was already incredibly obvious to the giant woman. Inevitably Megan won this war, batting away Ivan’s arms, leaving her looking at a tiny man pitching a tent in his black shorts.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!” He cried, falling to his knees and lowering his head.
While Megan might have been familiar with every boy near her trying to hide an erection, she had never known one to respond like this after she pointed it out.

“What? What’s the matter dude? It’s a dick, not like I haven’t seen that shit before.” The petite blonde asked, very confused by this.

“I’m sorry my goddess, I’m not worthy of thinking about your beauty in such a disgusting way. Please have mercy!” Ivan begged, tears starting to flow down his cheeks.

“Jesus Christ guy, calm down a bit. Jeesh, I cant imagine that this was your first ever fucking boner. And trust me little man, I’d say that the guys not getting hard watching me dance are the fucking minority. I mean…. c’mon!” Megan sets Ivan down on the dining room table as she goes through a series of poses, putting her bursting assets on full display. After her little show, she looks down and sees that Ivan is still on his knees with a face covered in tears… but at least he could look her in the eyes now.

“Seriously man, what’s the matter?” She presses, not sure what she did to upset the poor thing so much.

“I just… My last goddess didn’t allow her slaves to display display our lust.” Ivan admits, wiping tears from his face.

“You’re last goddess? You mean Alexis?” Ivan simply nodded his head.

“She wouldn’t let you get boners? That’s so fucking dumb, they’re not intentional. Wait… did you say slaves?” Megan asks. She didn’t like that word. It sounded so… cruel and evil. Sure she had called him a toy, but that was really just playful… she wasn’t actually evil.

“Yes, we were only slaves to her. In fact I don’t think my last goddess actually knew my name.” Ivan said, a bit uncomfortable with this odd bonding session he was having with his new owner. He hadn’t had a genuine conversation with another human being in so long, especially not with one so large.

“Look, Alexis is a fucking grade A psycho bitch. Don’t worry about her, and don’t call her goddess ever again. You can call her Alexis, or Princess Twat Waffle the Third.” Megan says, happy to see that her comment had brought a smile smile back to Ivan’s face. “And you’re not my slave, I might toy with you but…”

“But I still can’t go home, right?” Ivan asked, the color draining from his face after realizing what he just said. Megan is also caught off guard by the comment.
Furrowing her brow, Megan scoops Ivan off of the table and closes him in her fist. She then walks into the living room and unceremoniously rolls Ivan onto the coffee table before dropping a small opened tube of moisturizer beside the tiny man.

“Time for lotion.” The giantess says bluntly, placing her massive bare feet next to her little captive. And turning on the TV.

The rest of the day was filled with a variety of tasks for tiny Ivan. After moisturizing Megan’s feet he had to clean out her ears and nose, rub deodorant onto her pits, paint her fingernails, and clean off the underside of her running shoes. By the time he had worked his way through his chore list, the sun had begun to set and Megan began to tear into the pizza that she had ordered.

Finally finished with pulling a piece of gum off the bottom of the massive sneaker. Stepping away from the worn rubber sole, Ivan could finally smell the inviting scent of the gigantic pizza in the adjacent room. He then realizes that he is so incredibly hungry that he half expects the scent of the pizza to lift him off of the floor and carry him towards the greasy delight. He considers asking Megan for a little bit of dinner, but he’s still concerned about the way their last conversation ended. So he decides to just sit down next to her gigantic shoe and await further orders.

Megan soon rises from her chair in the dining room and begins to put away the pizza, causing Ivan to let out an exasperated sigh. However, she then walks into the living room carrying one slice of pizza on a plate. Mercifully, Meg picks Ivan up off of the floor and places him on the plate next to the pizza slice.

“Eat up Tiny, before I decide to have some desert.” She says, sticking her tongue out.
“Thank you!” He shouts, diving into the cheesy goodness. His eager body begins to tear apart the amazing treat. Megan giggles upon seeing him finally roll over after filling up his stomach. What he ate to satisfy himself, was less than one mouthful for her. What incredibly different lives these two people lead.

“Full?” She asks, knowing the answer already.
“So full.” Ivan replies happily.

Megan simply shakes her head and lifts the remainder of the pizza up to her lips. The tiny man watches as his beautiful goddess tilts her head back and allows the slice of pizza to slide into her gaping maw. Then he watches her crush up the food and sees the lump of sludge travel down her throat, destined to end up in her flat, well toned stomach.

“Ugh I shouldn’t have eaten that last slice… I blame you short fry. If it gives me gas, that’s on you buddy.” She says laughing and rubbing her hands on her stomach.

“Of course, my goddess.” Ivan says before quickly correcting himself. “I’m sorry, I meant Meg.”

Megan lets out a heavy sigh. “It’s fine.” She says before cleaning up the remainder of the dishes.

The blonde then returns to the living room and puts a movie on the TV and sets Ivan in her shoulder to watch. This was an enjoyable way for the night to end, as Ivan could never have hoped for such a luxury like watching a movie. For nearly an hour the pair sat contentedly on the couch, enjoying just how hilariously bad the movie was. The movie was then suddenly interrupted by Megan asking something of her tiny little plaything.

“Ivan, I want you to tell me about your time with Alexis.”

This caught the tiny man quite off guard. He was very much enjoying himself watching the movie, but there was no way that a conversation about Alexis was going to do anything but ruin the evening. Still, he obliges, not wanting to anger this blonde giantess with his disobedience.
“Well, what do you want to know?”

“Tell me what it was like being with her. You make it sound is if she’s the antichrist. I just want to understand her a little bit more.” Megan says, taking Ivan down off of her shoulder and setting him on the coffee table.

“Well, she was… ummm… she was a little bit demanding.” Ivan replies, trying to walk a thin line in describing his servitude under Alexis’ iron fist.

“The truth Ivan. I need to know the truth. You have my permission to use whatever language you want, I just need you to be honest with me.” Megan’s gaze letting Ivan know that she was serious.

With a heavy sigh Ivan looks up into the pretty blue eyes of his new captor and proceeds to tell her about the vile conditions of his life under Alexis’ bootheel. He told her about how he was stolen while out with friends at the mall, and how the first several weeks of of his captivity consisted of a series of grueling punishments designed to break him of his spirit. And this was one point that Ivan tried his best to communicate to his gigantic roommate; Alexis always wanted her toys to know just how worthless they were compared to her, and she was very good at doing so.

For twenty minutes Ivan spilled every last horrible detail of his time with Alexis, nearly bringing himself to tears on several occasions, but still he pushed on. He lifted his shirt to show Megan the various scars that he had accrued from various punishments or games, describing in vivid detail just how painful the last two years of his life had been.

He also explained to her that he surely would’ve been killed a long time ago had it not been for the other survivors. While in the heat of his tirade, Ivan had failed to notice that Megan’s eyes were now welled with tears. Once he does finally notice how emotional the gigantic woman had become, he instantly stops speaking, afraid that he may have said too much.

A grueling two minutes of silence passes before the distraught girl finally speaks up and breaks the silence.

“She has my brother…” Megan says softly, tears beginning to run down her face. “She has my brother, and I gave him to her. It’s my fault!”

Ivan can hear her voice getting more and more distraught. And while his first instinct is to try to calm her down, and remove the blame from her shoulders, his time serving under mentally unstable, gigantic women has taught him to temper his instincts.

“She’s going to fucking kill him and Ashley is just going to let it happen! And he wouldn’t be there if I didn’t try to buy you. Holy fuck I sold my brother to that demented bitch so I could have a tiny of my own.”

As she continues her tirade, her eyes nearly bulge out of her skull, coming to a sudden, heart wrenching realization…

“I’m a monster… just like her.” Megan says, falling back into the couch and sobbing like a child.
“No!” Ivan shouts, causing his giantess to lift her head from her hands and stare down at him. “You’re not like her. You could never be like her.”

“You don’t know me!” Megan shouts, her face a mixture of rage and sorrow. “Do you know why I wanted you? I wanted someone to torment, I wanted someone who wasn’t Max, so I could make you kiss my feet without having to listen to my sister bitch at me. I was going to make you sleep in my gym shoes. I was going use you like a sweat rag, as if you weren’t a fucking human being. Don’t tell me that I’m better than her because I’m not. I sold out my own goddamn brother and I have to do something!”

“Then send me back.” Ivan says, shocking both of them. “Send me back and save your brother.”

Megan simply stares down at her tiny captive, in complete and utter disbelief of what she has just heard. Why would he volunteer himself to be given back to someone like Alexis? If she truly is as horrible as she says, then why would this tiny man offer himself back just to save someone that he had never met. How could this young man be so goddamn selfless? And how could she just send him back, after all the shit that he’s been through. There has to be a better way. There has to be a way that she can save the both of them.
“Ivan, where does your family live?”

Bad News

“What... just like that?” You ask confused by Ivan’s retelling of how Megan brought him back to his family.

“Just like that.” Ivan confirmed. “But I really think there was a lot more going on inside that big ol head of hers.” The two of you look up at the giant blonde sitting high above you, her eyes failing to meet with either of you.

“Well Meg, that was…” you start to speak and you can see her eyes dart over to you. And while you’re looking deeply into her bright blue eyes, you see her face brighten up, just a bit. It seems like she is waiting on something from you.

“It was very mature of you… I’m proud of you.” You say, noticing the tears beginning to form in her eyes.

“Max… I’m sorry.” The giantess replies quietly. And you can hear it in her voice. Remorse. Genuine remorse. And that is something you never would’ve expected to hear from your bratty little sister.

“Meg, you don’t need to…” You start to try to console your sister.

“No Max! You cannot just let me off the hook because we’re family. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn't have gotten stuck with Alexis, and Ashley wouldn’t have believed all that crap and you wouldn’t have almost died! It’s my fault Max!” She says aggressively, clearly fighting back the urge to cry.

“Meg, I love you. I always have and I always will. And I would be a shitty big brother if I couldn’t bring myself to forgive my baby sister. You don’t need to let your mistakes hold you down… you need to use those mistakes to motivate yourself to be better.” You shout up to the crying girl. There was no denying it, your sisters were more important to you than anything in the world.
“Max, I don’t know where to even begin to make up for some of the shit that I’ve done.” She cried, still not willing to stop beating herself down.

“Well you saved my life… that’s a start.” You say, hoping to bring some light back into your sister’s eyes.

“Well it’s my fault you needed saving.” She retorts.

“You saved me...” Both Reed siblings turn their heads as Ivan jumps back into the conversation. “I was kidnapped almost two years ago. I had given up on life so many times, I thought that I’d never see my family again. But you gave all of that back to me. In my book… you’re one of the good guys.” Ivan rubs the back of his neck, afraid that he might’ve been a bit too corny.

“I’m just glad that you’re both safe.” Megan says, wiping the tears off of her face. “Ivan, can Max stay here with you until I can find a new place for he and I?”

“Wait, why do we need a new place? We’re going back home.” You say, causing Megan to search for a way to explain what had happened.

“Max, I can’t leave you alone with Ashley… Alexis has her claws in deep. You wouldn’t be safe.”
“It’s true. I can say from experience that Alexis does not handle it well when she loses one of her toys, let alone two.” Ivan adds.

“That’s why we need to smack some sense into Ashley and break the two of them up. We are not going to just leave her to the damn wolves. I didn’t give up on you, and we can’t give up on her.” You say assertively, making it know that it’ll be a frigid day in hell before you back down in this subject.

“Well it’s a good thing someone already smacked Ashley. We can check that off the list.” Ivan says with a laugh, grinning up at Megan. You look at Ivan, and then up at Megan, confused by the joke.
Megan shoots a quick glare down to Ivan before explaining herself to you. “Look I pulled your unconscious body out of her asscrack… I thought you were dead.”

The three of you then proceed to brainstorm some ideas on how to separate Ashley from her demented, tiny hating girlfriend. Ivan’s stories of his time spent under Alexis’ thumb provides valuable insight into how exactly this plucky trio might manage to erode the stranglehold that Alexis holds over your twin sister.

“Fine Max, we’ll give it a shot, but you stay here until we get rid of that cunt once and for all. That’s nonnegotiable.” Megan says, putting her monstrous metaphorical foot down. You look over to Ivan, who nods his head. You’re incredibly impressed by the kindness that this young man has shown. He’s spent the last two years with the world's most cruel giantess, only to be traded off to his bratty sister who has her own fetish for playing with tiny people and now he has offered to shelter you while you try to save a woman who is in love with the monster who took him from his family. Truly he has a heart of gold.

*Two Days Later*

Ashely opens the front door, allowing her beautiful girlfriend to come inside. She takes off her jacket, casually tossing it onto the couch, revealing her date night outfit. She was wearing a sheer, mesh shirt, leaving a wonderful view of her lacy black bra beneath. Her long, tanned legs emerging from a tight leather skirt, her cute painted toes sticking out of her open high heels. It’s clear that she has pulled out all the stops for her makeup date with Ashley.

“Heyyyyy baby.” Alexis coos, letting Ashley take her hand and twirl her around in a small circle. It was easy for Alexis to get her way, no matter who she was with. Girls, guys, it didn’t matter… they always gave her what she wanted in the end.

“You look beautiful.” Ashely said very softly, with a shy smile.

“I know.” Alexis replies confidently, wrapping an arm behind the small of her girlfriends back and pulling her in for a kiss. She giggles as the tender embrace continues… this girl was starved for her attention.

“You know I went out and got this new bra just for you…” Alexis says, bringing her shoulders and elbows closer together, causing her already massive bust to bulge outwards. She then leans in and whispers into Ashley’s ear. “And I was going to buy new panties, but then I thought… why bother?” She then led Ashley’s hand underneath her skirt, to feel that she had indeed skipped wearing underwear.

“I… I made us some dinner.” Ashley says while clearing her throat, already feeling herself getting flustered by her incredibly forward date.

Alexis smiles a coy smile before turning and walking to the dining room. Set out on the table, was a very romantic dinner for two. Candles, a nice bottle of wine and a very aromatic setting of filet mignon with veggies. She was actually impressed, while the women she dated were certainly always infatuated with her… this particular girl was putting forth the effort that she would expect from a desperate silver fox.

Alexis pulls her chair away from the table, and as she takes her seat, she runs her hands along her backside straightening her skirt and accentuating her ample ass in the process.

The two lovers proceed to have an enjoyable dinner, talking and laughing while filling their stomachs with Ashley’s hard work. Then, as Alexis was finishing off the remainder of the mixed veggies on her plate… she feels a familiar sensation rising in her intestines.

“Ooh, the food was amazing baby, but these veggies are making me feel gassy.” Alexis says with a giggle. Ashley replies with a halfhearted smile. Alexis notices her reaction and raises an eyebrow.

“What’s the matter?” She asks.

“Nothing, it’s just… I don’t wanna ruin the mood. That’s all.” Ashley says, dropping here eyes to the floor.
“Oh, I see. So my gas is a mood killer is it?” Alexis asks, rising up out of her chair and slowly walking over to where Ashley was seated. Ashley raises her eyes to meet with Alexis piercing gaze.

“No it’s not that.” The timid brunette replies meekly.

“Oh good, so if I asked you really nicely to give me a little kiss…” Alexis trails off as she turns around, presenting her firm rear, veiled by a tight leather skirt. Ashley looks down to see the beautiful round butt floating right at eye level and takes a deep breath. Then swallowing her pride, she leans forward and places a kiss on Alexis right butt cheek.

“That’s a good girl,” Alexis says placing a finger beneath Ashley’s chin and tilting her head upwards. “Now you worked so hard to make dinner for me, so how about I show you how much I appreciate it.”

Alexis then pulls Ashley up out of her chair and begins to kiss her around her neck. Their passionate makeout session continues as they begin to walk towards the stairs so Alexis can show her appreciation, when suddenly Alexis stops. She then reaches down and places a hand on top of the tiny living quarters fixed to the dining room wall.
“How about we wake up little Maxxy and bring him with us. He can take care of those farts you’re so worried about.” Alexis says with a laugh. Ashley however doesn’t say a word, but her facial expression says enough.

“What’s the matter? I thought you taught him the new rules.” Alexis says, pulling the cover off of the habitat. However she was shocked to see that the room was empty. Stricken with a flash of confusion and anger, Alexis spins her head to get some answers from her host.

“Where’s Max?” She asks bluntly.

“He’s not here.” Ashley replies quietly, her voice beginning to tremble. This comment clearly irritated Alexis, whose patience wasn’t remarkably long to begin with.

“Well where is he?”
This question causes Ashley to begin to cry. In between sobs she manages to communicate that Megan took off with her brother a couple days ago.

“I’ve just been… so… alone. Megan and Max left, and I couldn’t get ahold of you… and… and…” Ashley is now ugly crying as her pent up emotions continue to flood out of her body.
“HOW THE FUCK DID YOU LOSE HIM?! You just let her take him away?” Alexis screams, causing Ashley to sob even more.

“How did you let him get away? Did you want to piss me off? Are you just fucking with me now? Huh? Am I the fucking joke here?” Alexis continues to berate her broken down girlfriend who wants nothing more than to get back in her good graces.

“No! No! I didn’t mean to! I’m sorry!” Ashley continues to try to plead with the pissed off brunette. She falls to her knees, sobbing, as Alexis paces into the living room, leaving her blubbering mess of a girlfriend on the dining room floor.

Irritated beyond belief, Alexis spins and falls onto the couch, putting her feet up and rubbing her temples. She wasn’t about to just let that blonde slut steal two of her tiny little playthings. Now she just needed to get them back here so she could steal Max back for good. As she contemplated her plans for revenge, Ashley had gotten back to her feet and began shuffling over to where an angry Alexis was sprawled out on her couch.

“Baby… I’m sorry…” Ashley says, wiping her tears away. And falling back to her knees by Alexis’ side.

“Yea… you’re sorry. You know I gave up one of my last playthings to keep Megan from stealing your brother away from us. I did it for you and I, and you just turn around and stab me in the back.” Alexis kicks up her feet into the couch and lays her head back in the armrest. As she closes her eyes, she feels on of her high heels being pulled off before a few soft kisses are planted on her damp sole. Evidently Ashley knew the best way to get back on her good side.

In the Belly of the Beast

When Megan pulls the car into the driveway, she and her tiny brother notice that Ashley’s car is still in the driveway. They take a couple of minutes to collect themselves and strategize before approaching the front door and entering their old apartment.
As they step beyond the threshold, Max feels this overwhelming sense of dread take hold of his body. As if they had just stepped through the gates of hell. It’s absurd how he feels so uneasy in his own home. He’s lived here for years now, but at the moment his body is screaming at him to turn and run back out the door. However he cannot do that, not until they check up on Ashley.

The brother sister duo continue across the room and into the dining room, peering up into the darkness of the second floor. Megan looks over at you, perched on her shoulder and you nod your head, covering your ears.

“Hey Ash, are you up there?” Megan shouts from the bottom of the stairs. “It’s me and Max, we want to talk.”

In response you hear some shuffling and eventually the sound of a door opening on the second floor. Megan then steps away from the stairs and casually strolls towards the living room. She places you down on the coffee table before taking a seat on the couch behind you. Minutes later Ashley comes slowly from around the corner. She stands awkwardly in the middle of the room, one hand clasped on the opposite elbow and her head tilted towards the floor.

“Hi Max.” She says softly, raising her eyes up to you and completely ignoring Meg.

“Hey Ash, how are you feeling?” You ask, a bit concerned by her disheveled appearance.
“How is she feeling? She’s not the one who almost got smothered to death under a giant ass!” Megan added, clearly not ready to believe that Ashley is a victim in all of this.
Ashley physically recoils at the sudden outburst from her younger sister. And you have to step in to mediate.

“Meg that’s enough. We need to get passed this. I think you’ve both had your fun at my expense, let’s get passed it and see that it doesn’t happen again. All right?” You say hoping that you can get to the real purpose of this intervention. “We have a bigger problem to address.”
“Yea, your psychotic girlfriend has got to go.” Megan says bluntly.

“Fuck you! You’re a jealous little cunt who’s going to die alone.” Ashely replies loudly.

“BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!” You scream as loudly as you can. “Jesus Chris, could you just act like civilized people for two seconds. Goddamnit!”

“Sorry Max.” The girl’s reply in unison.

“Look Ash, Megan is right. Alexis is no good for you. I mean look at yourself, you look like a shadow of your former self.” You plead, crossing the coffee table towards your twin sister.
“You’re wrong about her. She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” Ashley slowly lowers down to the floor so that she can talk with you on a more equal footing.

“Oh really? She’s a damn manipulator Ash! She had both of us doing horrible things to Max. I’ll own up to the part that I played in all of this, but if you want to continue playing a part in Max’s life then you need to kick her to the curb.” Megan stands up off of the couch and steps closer to you and Ashley.

“Meg-“ you begin to try to calm your hotheaded younger sister. You would prefer to approach this situation a bit more delicately and perhaps she isn’t capable of doing so.

“No Max, I’m sorry but I’m drawing a line in the sand here. Either she promises to break up with Alexis, or she doesn’t get to see you again.” The blonde giantess stands her ground, and you can see the intensity in her eyes that you’ve never seen before. And while you’re grateful for her protection, it may be difficult to convince her to do things your way.

“That isn’t your decision to make.” Ashley says quietly. You suddenly realize what a drastic change in dynamic has occurred here over the past few weeks. It used to be Megan who was trying to tease you in mischievous ways, and Ashley was the strong willed guardian who protected you with an iron fist. Now she was a timid, pale little thing who was being bossed around by her little sister.
“And yet I’m making it all the same. I’m sorry Max, but I cannot let her put you in danger again. And Ash, I’ll always love you, but if you can’t put your love for your siblings before your feelings for someone you just started dating, then there’s nothing left for us to talk about.” Megan says, keeping her eyes glued to her sister. Ashley lets out a heavy sigh, before looking deeply into your eyes. You can’t believe it, but maybe Megan’s tough love spiel worked.

“Megan, can I talk to you alone? Do you mind Max?” You look up at both of your gigantic sisters and shrug your shoulders.

“No go ahead, take all the time you need.” You take a seat on the coffee table. “I’ll be here.”

Megan reaches down to the couch and picks up the small purple pillow that you used to use to keep yourself from being sat on, She she drops it down on the table next to you.
“Here, we shouldn’t be long.” Megan says before turning and walking away. As you look at the pillow, your mind is assaulted by the image of Ashley’s oily asshole releasing a noxious fart into your little purple pillow. With a small shudder, you decide to sit on the table.

A few minutes have passed since you heard your sister’s walk up the stairs and into another room, and you are patiently waiting for one, or hopefully both of your sisters to return. It would be great if Ashley decided to listen to Megan and side with her family , but ultimately Megan’s assessment of the situation was correct. If Ashley will not break up with Alexis, then you can’t be around her anymore.

You’re so wrapped up in thought, that you failed to notice a large figure walking across the living room until it was already on top of you. Suddenly the massive creature bends over and scoops you up in a massive hand and brings you closer to a familiar face.
“I am not going to let you get away this time you little shit.” Alexis says, baring her large boulder like teeth to you.

“HEL-“ is all that you manage to say before she opens her mouth wide and tosses your tiny body inside. The next few moments are insanely disorienting as Alexis swirls your tiny body around her mouth. You try to catch a breath but you end up catching large amounts of saliva in your mouth. However the fight is short lived because you feel yourself begin to fall backwards into the darkness.

Expulsion

You fall down, down, down, for what feels like an eternity, unable to catch yourself on the slick walls as you plummet. Eventually you crash down into a shallow lake, that you can only assume to be Alexis’ stomach. You stand up as fast as you can and do everything you can to get this vile fluid off of your face and out of your mouth. Unfortunately even after clearing your eyes, you are unable to see anything in your current surroundings, not even the lake of stomach acid that you're standing in.

You begin to hyperventilate as you try to process this new situation that you have found yourself in. It was one thing to be tossed around in someone’s mouth, but to be completely swallowed alive is an entirely different beast. You reach your hand down into the warm liquid that makes up the lake inside of Alexis’ immeasurable stomach. Thankfully, this acid doesn’t seem to be affecting you the same way that it does everything else that passes through her esophagus.
As your adrenaline begins to return to normal levels, you are able to take in more details of your surroundings, specifically the sounds and smells. Since you cannot see your hands as you reach in front of your face, you are left to stumble around your newest prison and you can actually hear and feel Alexis’ massive heart pumping miles above you. This moment more than any other, makes you see just how small you truly are.

Suddenly you feel your surroundings begin to shake about and you lose your balance almost instantly, causing you to slip back into the dark, disgusting contents of Alexis’ stomach. You stand yourself back up, only to be knocked back down into the sludge again, and you repeat this process a few times before just settling to keep your head above water.

As you emerge from the soupy stomach acid, you can hear the reverberations of Alexis’ voice as the wall of her stomach vibrate. You cannot make out what it is that she is saying, but you’re pretty sure that she is talking to someone else because you can almost make out an even more muffled voice through the fleshy walls of your prison.

Eventually the sound of Alexis’ voice grows incredibly loud, to the point that you actually end up needing to cover your ears for fear of going deaf. Then as you wait for the screaming to cease, you are suddenly thrown across the stomach and you feel yourself slam into the wall. As you tumble back down into the lake of stomach acid, you feel as if you have been pulled into a roller coaster as the sensation of falling is replaced by the sensation of being lifted off of your feet in tossed into the sky.

Your body is tossed around violently, until you hear the roar of a waterfall, and a sudden flood of light enter your vision. And less than a minute from when you felt yourself get tossed into the wall of Alexis’ stomach, you then feel yourself smash into an even more rigid surface. You struggle to your feet, and turn around to an incredible sight.

Spread across the hardwood floor of the living room, is an enormous pool of vomit. And lying with half of her face pressed into the disgusting sludge is Alexis, tears running down her face and struggling to spit vomit out of her mouth. As you continue looking upwards, you can see why she isn’t able to remove her face from her own sick.

Megan is perched on top of Alexis’ back, with a knee on the base of her neck and on of her arms twisted up like a chicken wing. You can also see Megan’s eyes darting back and forth across the ocean of bile, probably searching for your tiny body. To help speed things up, you begin to jump up and down, waving your arms like you’re trying to flag down a helicopter.
You can hear footsteps coming from behind you and you turn around to see Ashley, face full of tears, walking towards you with an outstretched hand. You wait for your enormous sister to pick you up off of the floor, when a loud commanding voice stops her in her tracks.

“Take one more goddamn step and I’ll dislocate her fucking shoulder. I think I owe her that much.” Megan says, applying more pressure to Alexis’ arm and exciting a pained squeal from the trapped woman. Upon hearing the threat, Ashley freezes and then takes a few steps away from you.

“Max are you okay?” Megan asks, and you’re honestly not one hundred percent sure on how to answer that. I mean physically, you’re somewhat unharmed so you just give her a thumbs up gesture as you try to wipe some of the contents of Alexis’ stomach off of your tiny frame.
“Alright lover girl, I need to get up off of you so I can go get my brother and take him away from you two forever. But I’m a little bit worried that you aren’t smart enough to stay down on the ground once I let go of your arm. Tell me Alexis, are you going to be smart? Or am I going to break your fucking arm?” Megan asks, her voice carrying a spine chilling seriousness.
“Get off me you fucking bitch!” Alexis tries to shout, but the lake of vomit and the hardwood floor pressing on her face makes it a little harder to take her seriously. In fact, watching your “little” sister dominate this woman so easily, makes it hard for you to see how she ever frightened you so much.

Megan simply responds by applying more pressure to the arm that she has trapped behind Alexis’ back, and Alexis screams in pain responding to Megan’s control over her.

“Stop it Meg, she won’t do anything, I promise!” Ashley shouts from where she is stood in the kitchen. Megan simply looks down at her prisoner and raises an eyebrow.

“Is that right?”

Alexis remains quiet this time, instead choosing to nod her head as best she could. Seeing this Megan quickly stands up, but she keeps her eyes fixed on Alexis, waiting for her to make a move. When the cruel giantess remains perfectly still on the living room floor, Megan steps around the pool of vomit, all while making sure that she never turns her back to Alexis.
You raise your arms up as Megan’s long fingers delicately pluck you out of the pool of disgusting liquid, and cradles you in her hands as she walks towards the door. As she prepares to exit the room she turns back and looks at her sister, who is now huddled by Alexis’ side, tending to her wounded body as well as her wounded ego.

“I hope you’re happy with yourself Ash. And I hope that cunt was worth never seeing your family again.” And with that Megan walks out the door and swiftly loads the two of you into her car. She then promises to get you somewhere that you can get cleaned up, saying her main priority was getting you to safety.

As Megan pulls out of the driveway and begins driving you back to Ivan’s house, she checks in to see how you’re doing.

“Hey bud, how are you feeling?”

You laugh quietly and reply, “I’m doing good, first time getting eaten so ya know, trying new things and all that.”

“Sorry, stupid question.” Megan says, shooting you a half hearted smile. “Do I need to get you to a doctor?”

“No, no I’m okay. Seriously. I’m pretty grossed out but really nothing got hurt. Turns out I’m a bit more durable than the average bear haha.” You say, trying to lighten the mood. Although the reality of what had just happened truly saddened you. There is a long silence that follows, until Megan decides to speak up again.

“You realize that she was going to let her take you, right?” Megan asks, not taking her eyes off of the road.

“I do.” You say softly, “As soon as I saw Alexis, I knew that Ashley had planned on betraying me. I don’t know… maybe it was stupid to go there. I should’ve just listened to you.”

Megan looks over, seeing her tiny brother covered in vomit and moping in the passenger seat. A month ago, she would’ve scooped him up and positioned his tiny body beneath her sizeable rump. The feeling of his tiny body being squashed beneath her, even going so far as to pollute his air supply with one of her potent toots, it used to make her feel so alive, so powerful. And if she is being completely honest with herself, she still years for that feeling. If she were a slave to her inner desires, she would slide her pants down around her ankles and leave her brother pressed deeply into her stinking crack. But she wasn’t going to do that anymore. Clearly her brother loved both of his sisters so very deeply, despite everything that they had done to him. His kindness knew no bounds, and she needed to repay that with some basic respect and human decency.

“You’re very kind Max. Perhaps too much so. And Ashley may have taken advantage of that fact, but you can’t let that change who you are. We can hope that someday she comes back around, but until then, you need to focus on yourself. So tell me, what do you want to do? What’s the next step for Max? You say the word and I’m here to make it happen.”

You smile, it’s clear that Megan was making a special effort to try to make you happy. She has come such a long way as a person and you couldn’t be more proud of her. But you think about her question. What do you want to do next? You ponder it for a minute, but one thing quickly comes to mind.

“I’m gonna need a shower.” You shout up to Megan, who simply rolls her eyes.

Date Night

“Well how do I look?” You ask somewhat nervously.

Ivan’s gargantuan mother, Kelly, puts forth the generic motherly compliment. “You look like a handsome young gentleman.” She says admiring the well dressed young man who has been spending a good amount of time with her son.

“Hot… she means to say that look hot!” Megan adds in, grinning wildly from the other side of the table. Both of the massive women share a chuckle as you blush. It had been a while since you had been on a legitimate date, and back then you were a normal sized guy taking your prom date out to red lobster before the dance. This was a real date at a nice restaurant, with a dress code and one hell of a price tag. You adjust your tie and straighten out your jacket, and look over to Ivan who is just smiling and giving you a thumbs up.

With a heavy sigh you look up at your gigantic sister and shrug your shoulders. “I guess it’s now or never.” She smiles and picks up both you and Ivan in the palm of her hand and carries you both towards the door, turning around for a moment to let you both wave back to Kelly before exiting the house and getting into the car.

The three of you discuss date tactics as Megan drives across the car towards your date’s house. “Don’t talk about yourself too much.” “Ask questions.” “Don’t order something messy, or garlicky.” “If I find out that you do that goddamn pull my finger joke, then I swear to god I will fart on you for an hour.” You try your absolute best to take in all of their advice, and make a mental note of Megan’s threat.

Eventually the vehicle comes to a stop and Megan looks down at the two tiny people sitting in the passenger seat of her car.

“Alright, Max it’s your time to shine. Ivan you’ve got to hide.” She says with a wide smile. Ivan proceeds to give you a pat on the shoulder, before he steps into Megan’s outstretched palm. You watch as your small friend is lifted up by your gigantic sister, who purses her lips to place a massive kiss over his entire face. She then pulls open the cut of her shirt and drops the tiny man in between her massive breasts. She lets out a small giggle before turning back to you.

“Okay, let’s go get some titties for you hahahaha. I’m just kidding Max, if you harass that nice girl then I’ll make you regret it.” She says playfully but sternly.

“Okay smartass can we get moving please?” You shout up to her. You’re already nervous enough about this, without her tormenting you. Thankfully she obliged and picked you up in her hand so that she can walk you to the door of the house. You fix up your tie one last time before the massive door swings open. Standing in the entryway is a large, beautiful redhead who appears to be just slightly taller than your sister. You clear your throat and try your best to project your voice up to her without sounding like you’re shouting.

“Hey, you must be Missy, it’s nice to meet you.”

The gigantic redhead looks down at you with a smirk and confirms your inquiry. “Yes I am, and you must be Max and Megan right? It’s great to meet you both. Please come in, Liz is just getting ready.” Following the invitation, you and Meg enter the house and take Missy direction to sit on the couch. The three of you make idle small talk for a few minutes as Missy tries to determine what you have planned for the evening. You explain the itinerary for the night and Missy appears to be satisfied. After a couple of minutes, Missy’s phone vibrates, causing her to look at the screen and excuse herself from the room.

After a few minutes the pretty red headed giantess returns to the room with your date in the palm of her hand. You cannot help but wear a wide smile as you take in Liz’s inherent beauty. She’s wearing a simple black dress, with a v-neck that is deep enough to be interesting, but still elegant. But the look of her dress is nothing compared to the sheer attractiveness of the smile that she is wearing. You gawk for only a moment before snapping back to reality and returning a smile of your own.

“You look amazing.” You say, clearing your throat and making a point to keep your eyes aimed at her face, not her chest.

“Thank You Max. I think you look stunning.” She replies, gently brushing her silky auburn hair out of her face. She then turns her tension upward towards your gigantic sister. “And you must be Megan. It’s great to officially meet you.”

Megan raises an eyebrow at this remark and looks to you for some clarification. You notice this and quickly fill her in. “Oh, well we actually watched one of your soccer games together. It was right before we went on our little road trip.” You avoid sharing any more details from that, but Meg quickly realizes which game that you’re speaking of and her face begins to turn red. She recalls just how unpleasant she had made that road trip for you.

“Ah, right. Well it’s very nice to meet you too. Are you guys ready to go?” Megan asks, hoping to move the conversation forward. You and your date exchange glances and you nod up to your sister before everyone says goodbye to Missy and your little group returns to the car. Megan then proceeds to drive you across town until you arrive at a large building. From here Megan walks you and Liz into the building where she drops you off at the receptionist's desk.

“Alright guys, I’ll be back here at 11. And they have my cell number saved with the receptionist so if you need me to come back I’ll be back ASAP. Alright?” You and your date nod your heads and you both thank Megan for her help before she turns and heads back to the car.

You and Liz on the other hand, follow the receptionist’s instructions to proceed through the small double doors at the end of her desk. You step through the doors and are in what looks like the lobby of a fairly modern looking train station. You take Liz by the hand and the two of you walk over to a large brightly colored digital kiosk where you input the reservation number that you had received when planning your date online. The kiosk then spit out an envelope with several tickets inside.

You and your petite date then walk hand in hand over towards one of the shuttles, which then whisks you away to your first destination of the evening. You and Liz share various details of your day as the shuttle carries you through the large facility that is comprised of several small “villages” full of restaurants, stores, bars, and all sorts of amenities specifically designed for RP’s. Eventually your shuttle comes to a stop, and the amorous duo steps out to see a large sign reading “Oldtown” framing the view of a quaint looking brick road lined with nice looking buildings.

You continue to chat with Liz as you walk down the street, until you finally arrive in front of a restaurant. Stepping inside, the maitre d’ quickly greets you both before showing you to a table set in a dimly lit corner of the restaurant, secluded from the main dining area. Once you’ve selected a bottle of wine to be brought out, you and Liz are left alone to quietly chat and get to know each other a little better.

*Back in the Car*

Megan settles back into the vehicle having just dropped off her tiny brother and his romantic interest off at “Tinyville,” as plenty of locals had taken to calling it. As she turns on the vehicle, she feels a familiar sensation around her nipple. With a sly smile, the blonde goddess reaches two fingers into her bra and removes a tiny little man who was grinning from ear to ear.

“Having fun are we?” The giantess asks, lowering Ivan down into the palm of her hand. He simply nods his head vigorously, eyes still focused on his current caretaker’s heaving chest. “Well we’ve got a few hours to kill while Max is out. What do you wanna do?”

“Whatever you want to do. You know I’m not picky.” Ivan said, not totally honestly. In fact, he knew exactly what he wanted to do, but he wasn’t sure how to approach the subject with his gigantic companion.

“Well why don’t you start being picky? I don’t want to have to pick what we do every time just because I’m the strong one.” Megan replies, flexing her muscles playfully.

“Hey, I’m pretty strong.” Ivan says, taking a Schwarzenegger-esque pose, and eliciting a small giggle from Megan. “In fact I bet I can beat you in a wrestling match.”

This bold boast caused Megan to raise an eyebrow. Surely he understood that it was physically impossible for him to beat her, but it truly seemed like he was leading her into taking him up on his bet. She just needed to find out why.

“Oh is that so? Alright then, but what are the stakes?” Megan asks, letting Ivan take the lead.

“Well if I win, then you ditch the shirt and I get to play with those big titties for the rest of the night.” This request brought out a cute giggle from the blonde beauty who brings her arms together, pushing her large tits upwards and outwards.

“Oh, and what happens if I win?” Megan asks. Surely he knows that he’s going to lose, so he must really want whatever it is that he proposes to rewards her with. Ivan looks nervously up at his companion and clears his throat.

“Well if you win, then you can do whatever you want with me tonight. I’ll even call you goddess… if you want that is.” Megan sighs upon hearing Ivan’s proposal. Sure this was something she wanted… her nipples had turned to diamonds upon simply hearing this tiny man offer himself up to her, to do with as she pleases. But this turn also confused her a bit. She knew that he was aware of the sort of things she liked to do with her tiny playthings, and his retelling of the events that happened in Alexis’ care would have her believing that he had experienced enough of those antics for one lifetime. So why was he setting himself up like this.

“Okay small fry. I’ll take that bet. What are the rules?” Megan asks, too eager to see how this plays out.

“Well how about a thumb wrestling match? I have to pin your thumb down and you have to pin my masculine physique down. Loser is whoever stays down for 10 seconds.” Ivan begins to stretch out, really putting forward an Oscar worthy performance.

Megan then lowers her fist down onto the center console of the vehicle putting up a single thumb and dropping Ivan’s tiny body right next to her fist. After a count of three the two friends proceed to “wrestle,” before Megan has her fighter take a dive. Surprised Ivan falls on top of the gargantuan thumb, beginning the countdown.

“10...9...8...7” Megan’s voice booms from above, a wicked smile painted on her face. She was going to force Ivan to bare is feeling to her. “4...3...2”

Just before the timer stops, Megan feels Ivan’s light grip on her thumb get released completely. Satisfied with her investigation, her thumb lashes out with the speed of a viper and presses down into Ivan’s chest. Shocked by the sudden attack, Ivan writhes under Megan’s thumb, and she can’t quite tell if he’s actually trying to escape or just putting on a show.
This time, Megan counts down at half the speed that she counted when Ivan was “pinning” her. With each passing number she brought her face a little closer to his tiny body. By the time she got to “one,” her face was hovering merely an inch above him, her hot, moist breath washing over his face.

“I guess I win. That means you’re my toy for the night, right?” She asks, enjoying toying with his emotions almost as much as she enjoys physically dominating tinies.

“I guess fair is fair. Man, I really thought I had you there.” He adds, sitting up and sitting awkwardly on the console. Megan looks down at this itzy bitzy little man, practically licking her lips with all the opportunities before she lets out a heavy sigh. Her smile leaves her face, and she turns away from Ivan.

“Woah, what’s wrong?” He asks, confused by her change in demeanor.

“Why are you doing this? I thought you hated being treated like a slave.” Megan asks, her morality finally winning out over her base desires. “I don’t want to be like Alexis. Don’t get me wrong, I get off on the idea of dominating people like you, and I’ll watch giantess fetish porn all night long. But I feel like we’re friends, and I don’t want to ruin that.”

Ivan lets out a heavy sigh and walks over a bit closer to Megan, who lowers a hand for him to step onto. “Look Meg, I think you’re overthinking things. I hated being with Alexis because she was a cruel bitch. You’re not like that. You’re kind and caring, and you’re hot as fuck and it feels like there’s something between us so why don’t we just cut to the chase and let us both have what we want.” Ivan says, not sparing a second for a breath in between his incredibly fast paced response. Sensing the remaining tension in the air, he adds, “You can’t scare me Blondie, you’re too hot to be a big bad giantess.”

Megan shoots a sinister smile down to her tiny little admirer. ”Perhaps it’s best not to look a gift horse in the mouth,” she thinks to herself as she reaches down and pulls off one of her sneakers. She raises the shoe up to her nose, taking a long, drawn out sniff.

“Whew, I would not envy whoever earned themselves into booking a room in this little hotel.” Megan says, picking up Ivan by the waist and hovering him over the mouth of the smelly garment. Instantly he could feel the heat emanating up from the massive shoe, followed by an incredibly ripe odor that claws its way into his nose.

“Well now… maybe we can talk about this.” Ivan says, knowing what kind of toy Megan wanted to have. However, Megan is not in the mood for talking as she releases Ivan, letting him tumble down into the smelly sarcophagus. Inside the shoe, the heat and smell are amplified by about 1000%, leaving the scent of Megan’s sweating feet as the only sensation that Ivan can think about.

The pretty blonde giantess then lowers her foot back into the sneaker, sealing Ivan away beneath her toes. Smiling like a madwoman, Megan proceeds to start the car and begins driving away to get herself some food. When the night was over, she was going to reward this little man for making her so happy.

The Best of Friends

For an immeasurable amount of time Ivan has been resting beneath Megan’s sweltering toes, just soaking in the atmosphere. Aside from kissing the fabric of her brightly colored sock, Ivan had little to do aside from think. He had tried to be somewhat clever about it, but Megan was plenty smart enough to see through his clumsy farce.

However, the end result was a genuine success. He was exactly where he wanted to be, lying underneath her beautiful fragrant toes, his erection rock solid.

But she did have a point. Why was this what he wanted? Truly he was repulsed by everything that occurred to him under Alexis’ care, but here he was practically begging for Megan to put him through similar treatment. The only explanation that he could come up with was that the time spent licking feet and kissing ass for his initial owner had left him with some lingering, oddly conditioned desires. And once his cruel, bitch of an owner was replaced by a sweet, caring, and loving giantess whom he had genuine feelings for, those residual feelings blossomed into a genuine fetish.

Honestly, he would be more concerned with this revelation of his repressed desires, if he wasn’t best friends with a drop dead gorgeous babe who was just into squishing tiny men as he was into getting squished. For now he was happy to just kiss the bottom of her warm soles, letting her foot sweat drop down into her face.

Eventually his heavenly surroundings were ripped away as her massive foot was removed from the shoe and he was dropped out of the stinking vessel down into the passenger seat of the car. Once his eyes had adjusted to the light, he looked around to see several massive brown paper bags placed in a ring around him. As he cranes his neck upwards, Ivan is met with the smiling face of his biggest crush ever. Megan’s face looked incredibly cute, even when she was munching on a taco.

“Hey munchkin! How was it in my sneaker? My toes feel nice and sweaty so I bet it was a bunch of fun huh?” She asked with a playful smile.

“Oh yes, it was just peachy.” Ivan says, wiping the sweat off his forehead. Looking around he takes notice of the fact that Megan has been filling up her belly with an expensive stop at Taco Bell. Graciously she sets aside a small bag full of food perfectly portioned for someone like Ivan, so the two friends spend the next twenty minutes talking and eating and laughing heartily. During their meal, Ivan is impressed by the sheer volume of food that this petite woman was capable of putting away. Honestly she could probably swallow him whole and he wouldn’t even make the tiniest dent in her appetite.

“Ahhhhh, I has a food baby.” Megan says, lifting her shirt and patting her hand on her stomach. Ivan smiles because despite her remarks, her stomach still looks incredibly well toned after eating more food than he could consume in a year. His admiration of her body is then interpreted by a loud boom from above.

Buuuuuuurrrrrrrppppp

The incredible belch shocks the small mans eardrums, but that is about to be the least of his worries as Megan immediately turns her head and tries to blow the massive burp in his direction. It only takes a few seconds for the foul smelling air to work it’s way into his nostrils, causing him to violently wave his hands in front of his face.

“Jeesh What the hell did you eat?” Ivan asks sarcastically. She giggles while putting a hand over her mouth and acting innocent. “Ya know it’s pretty impolite for a lady to burp in the presence of a man.” Ivan continues, clearly baiting her into more torment.

“Oh that wasn’t ladylike enough for ya?” She asks facetiously, picking Ivan up off of the passenger seat. “I’ll show you, unladylike.”

She then begins to lift her right ass cheek off of the car’s seat while slowly lowering her tiny companion down towards the space between the seat and her ample rear. Every movement she makes is a show for they tiny man, his heart rate accelerating rapidly with every passing moment. But just before he is deposited beneath her mammoth cheeks, Megan’s manicured fingers pause their movement.

“I want to be sure you’re okay with this.” She says. “I’m not gonna hold it against you if you wanna just relax.”

Ivan looks up at the cute face of his gigantic blonde friend. She’s biting her lower lip and it’s evident that she wants this more than anything.

“Well, I’d hate for you to ruin the seat with all of those taco farts…” he says, sealing his fate. The goddess squeals with delight as she continues maneuvering his body directly into the firing line of her plump butt. Holding him down with one finger, Megan didn’t even wait until she was fully seated again to let out an audible toot.

The rancid air blasts from her ass with very little sound, however the smell is something out of a horror movie. A thick, eggy miasma swirls around Ivan’s head as he coughs the fog out of his lungs.

“Jesus Christ woman! Is it too late to change my mind?” He shouts up at his tormentress. Megan begins to giggle causing a second fart to escape from her wretched bowels.

“Hahaha, yes it is!” She replies with glee before dropping her hefty ass down into the seat, and grinding it back and forth. Once she is satisfied that Ivan is directly beneath her looming asshole, Megan reclines her seat, turns up the music and closes her eyes. She feels another large buildup of gas at her backdoor and she holds it in for a couple minutes, hoping to let it really soak up the atmosphere inside of her intestines before passing it along to little Ivan.
“Itty Bitty Stink Bug!” Megan says to no one in particular as she allows the large fart to hiss out of her sphincter. After the monster pit eight second fart comes to a close, Megan takes a couple test sniffs of the air around her.

“Wow, can’t smell it at all. I think Ivan has a promising career ahead of him. Of course it’s under me but I’m sure he’ll love it!” She thinks to herself, before taking out her phone to pass the time.

*At the restaurant*

“Oh my god! That was incredible Max, thank you so much!” Liz says, dabbing a napkin against her lips.

“Don’t even mention it. I mean how lucky is it that Gordon Ramsey got shrunk like the rest of us haha!” You say before finishing off the last of the wine in your glass. You then stand up from the table and extend a hand out to your date, who graciously takes your hand so you can move on to the next destination of date night.

Walking out of the restaurant, you and Liz begin to stroll around Oldtown, looking at the window displays of various stores, continuing your conversations from dinner.

“So what’s the plan for Mr. Reed now that college is over?” Liz asks, her hand clasped in yours.

“Honestly, I’m not even sure. Things are a little weird right now and I actually haven’t given a ton of though to what comes next.” You admit. Liz looks over at you, noticing the change in the tone of your voice.

“Weird how?”

“Oh it’s this whole long story. Honestly it’s nothing, I shouldn’t have brought it up. Sorry.” You’re internally kicking yourself for accidentally bringing up your familial issues during the date. Best thing you can do now is just change the subject.

“No it’s okay. I’m all ears if you wanna talk about it.” She gently squeezes your hand and smiles warmly at you. You look into this gorgeous girl’s kind and caring eyes and for a single moment, you feel as though you’re headed in the right directing in this insane life.
“It’s my sister.”

“Who, Meg?” Liz asks confused.

“No, no, my other sister, Ashley.” You reply.

“Oh! I didn’t know you had another sister!” Liz declares excitedly. It seems as though she is genuinely enjoying learning things about you.

“Yea, she’s my twin sister actually. Although you wouldn’t know it by looking at us, since I’m as tall as her pinky finger.” The two of you share a chuckle before you return to your explanation. “We have been incredibly close since we were kids, like inseparable kind of close. But now she's dating this girl and things have just gone crazy.”

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. I know relationships can put a strain on pretty much everybody.” Liz says trying to be understanding. “So you just don’t get to see your sister much anymore?”

“No it’s not that, she's… she’s just changed so much. I mean, they've only been dating for a couple weeks, but her entire personality seems to have been absorbed into this stranger.” You realize that now is probably not the best time to have this discussion.

“Well that’s terrible. I’m sorry to hear that.”

“No, it’s fine. I didn’t mean to drag down the mood.” You stop in front of a nice looking bar, and give Liz a sly smile. “How about we skip the movie?” You say gesturing over to the bar. Liz giggles and begins to cross the street, towing you behind her.

You get the hostess to bring you over to a table where you and Liz can order a couple drinks and keep the good times going. You order yourself a beer, and Liz orders herself some sort of fruity cocktail, alongside two tequila shots. At the mention of tequila, you shake your head no and laugh.

“Woah there girl, are you trying to forget the date already?” You ask sarcastically.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were a pansy.” She teases. You laugh and when the drinks arrive, it doesn’t take long for her to pressure you into doing the shot with her. The rest of the conversation in the bar gets the date back into high energy mode as the two of you laugh uproariously at each other’s company.

“Alright, you win!” You say, putting your hands up and passing on the latest tequila shot that landed in front of you.

“Aha! I guess you can’t hang with the big dogs!” Liz says before tossing back both her shot and yours. “Ahhhh alright, loser has to pay!” She adds sticking out her tongue.

“Alright, alright. I guess I’ll buy drinks for the toughest chick in town.” You say with a smirk while flagging down a waiter to close out your bill. The two of you walk out of the bar, and notice that you’ve got about ten minutes before Megan is scheduled to pick you up. Taking your time, you and Liz stroll down Main Street in Oldtown, hand in hand. As you both climb back into the shuttle, Liz places a delicate hand on your knee.

You look up into her beautiful face, and receive the warmest smile that you’ve seen in your entire life. You return the gesture, only to be met with an incredibly quick peck on the cheek. You and Liz stare deeply at one another for what feels like an eternity before leaning forward and embracing each other in a tender kiss. You then wrap an arm around her shoulders as she nestled closer to you and rests her head on your shoulder. For the remainder of the ride, you both sit in silence, choosing to simply bask in the warmth of your relationship.

Back in the parking lot, Megan steps out of the vehicle and looks down at the seat. Pressed into the Lester seat, is the tiny body of her friend. With a quiet giggle, she squats down to have a chat with the battered boy. As she lowers her center of gravity, and her ass pushes outwards, a small bubble of gas loudly erupts from her guts.

“At least that one was out of the car.” Ivan says weakly with a laugh.

“I figured you could use a break… cuz I’m so nice.” Megan sticks out her tongue and scoops Ivan off the seat. As she raises him up to her face, she notices that beneath his baggy shorts, her tiny little butt toy was sporting a rock hard erection.

“Well little man, want me to take care of that?” She asks, using her pinky finger to poke his stiff junk. Ivan couldn’t get out a coherent answer, but he didn’t really need to, as his body was answering for him. “Lose the pants.” Megan orders and Ivan happily obliges.

Once he is fully nude from the waist down, Megan raises his miniscule body high above her head, and slowly lowers him down until his legs are between her lips. The very second that his legs are inside of her mouth, the massive lips snap shut around him and her eager tongue begins to work it’s way between his legs. The powerful muscle works quickly against Ivan’s crotch, stroking him him towards completion.

Megan’s eyes dart downward to see Ivan’s head thrown back in utter bliss, trying desperately to find somewhere that his hands can get a grip. As a wicked idea crosses her mind, causing her mouth to curl up into a smile. Ivan felt the lips around him begin to move. Curiosity got the better of him and he opened his eyes to see Megan shoot him a quick wink before pursing her lips and sucking his entire body into her mouth.

The change in environment is incredibly shocking for Ivan, but at the same time it is an incredibly enjoyable experience. He feels his entire body begin to be swirled around this pretty girl’s mouth, her tongue never ceasing to work around his cock. Just as he is about to climax, he hears a loud gurgling sound approaching from the back of her massive gullet.

This gurgling culminates in a massive burp that explodes into her mouth, polluting the already hot and damp air with an additional layer of taco scented breath. Surprisingly however, Ivan quickly notices that her lips don’t part to free the gassy releasy. Once her tongue resumes it’s work on his groin, Ivan realizes that she intends to make him cum inside the burp tainted atmosphere of her mouth.

“I looooovvve yooouuuuuu!” He screams into the void of her throat as he violently spasms in response to the single most intense orgasm that he has ever experienced.

Megan feels the salty deposit hit her tongue, and quickly allows Ivan’s head and chest to pass back out of her mouth. As she continues to suck at his lower body, Ivan musters up the strength to sit up in her lips and plant a kiss on the tip of her nose. He then smiles before collapsing backwards, awash in wave after wave of euphoria.

She smiles softly, tucking his body away in the wake pocket of her coat, before walking in and picking up the two tiny lovebirds.

Just Deserts

It’s been about two and a half months since Megan left Alexis in a blubbering, vomit covered heap on the living room floor. Since then, Ashley’s relationship with Alexis has been a volatile rollercoaster of passion and turmoil. Frequently, Ashley would be left crying and alone after hours of verbal abuse. Following these awful low points, Alexis would usually return sporting a different attitude. Excuse after excuse would come from her soft lips, persuading a vulnerable Ashley to let things slide, “just this once.” Unfortunately for Ashley, “just this once,” was never just once.

Ashley falls back into the bed, as her girlfriend rides out the waves of pleasure from their coital entanglement. Alexis breaths heavily and laughs, bringing up a hand to play with her still tender nipple. Ashley however, is not basking an a euphoric glow. Instead, her mind is elsewhere.

“Mmmmmm, come here baby. I wanna cuddle.” Alexis says sweetly, gently placing a hand on Ashley’s back. Ashley looks back over her shoulder and fakes a smile, before wiggling backwards and pressing soft butt into Alexis’ groin. Satisfied, Alexis then wraps an arm around her lover and rests her head on the pillow.

“What do you think about inviting Max and Megan over for dinner this week?” Ashley asks, hoping that Alexis mood is good enough for this to work.

“Oooh that sounds fun. Then your bitch sister can punch me in the fucking stomach again? Is that what you’re hoping for? Was it so funny the first fucking time?” Alexis pushes herself up off the bed so that she is sitting up with her heavy tits bouncing above Ashley’s head.

“No that’s not it, you know I didn’t want that!” Ashley turns over so she is now laying beneath Alexis, looking up into her angry eyes. “I just want us to all bury the hatchet. You can both apologize and everyone can be happy. We get to stay together and I get to see my family again.” Tears begin to well up in Ashley’s eyes. Not seeing her brother and sister for so long has certainly taken its toll on her.

“Apologize? Fucking apologize? You sister punches me in the fucking stomach, so fucking hard that I puke on the floor like a fucking dog and you want me to fucking APOLOGIZE?!” Alexis is now screaming at the top of her lungs.

“She would have to apologize to you! And you did swallow my brother, Megan just panicked and tried to save him.” This explanation causes Alexis’ temper to erupt. She leaps from the bed and begins to angrily pace across the room.

“Save your fucking brother? How fucking selfish are you? You’re seriously going to side with your dumb fucking brat sister who assaulted me? The only this I was trying to do was fix your fucking screw up. If you didn’t let her take him then we wouldn’t have had to deal with that shit!” She screams, now standing directly in front of Ashley who has sat up on the bed.

“You ate him Alexis. You fucking ate a human being! Swallowed him like a piece of fucking food! I'm all for toying with him but, you crossed a line. That makes people want to do irrational shit!” Ashley rides up off of the bed, trying to calm her nuclear girlfriend down. However, she is stopped by Alexis placing both hands on her shoulders and forcing her back to the bed.

“He’s not a fucking human being. He’s three goddamn inches tall. If I want to eat him then I’ll fucking eat him. If I want to shit him out then I’ll fucking squeeze that little piece of shit out of my fucking asshole and flush him down the goddamn drain. Do you wanna know why? Because he’s little and I’m big! Because tiny little shrunken insects don’t have rights, they live to serve, to serve a goddess like me. And maybe you’re just to fucking stupid to get that.” Ashley suddenly reaches out and slaps Alexis across her face. And as Alexis reaches an arm back to reciprocate the attack, she becomes fiercely lightheaded and falls to the floor.

Groggy as all hell, Alexis slowly rises up off of the floor. Instantly a pit forms in her stomach at the site that she is met with. Sitting before her is her girlfriend, only instead of the Ashley she once knew, she is faced with a gigantic skyscraper of a woman.

“Well hello there sleepy head.” The brunette goddess booms from above. “I was afraid that you wouldn’t wake up.” Ashley proceeds to pull her knees away from her chest, revealing her perfect body to the newly tiny woman. Alexis is now standing face to face with Ashley’s gigantic immaculate pussy lips.
“Ash I…” Alexis tried to speak, but she has no clue what to say. Never in a million lifetimes would she have ever predicted that she would be afflicted by the shrinking virus. And now she was playing a difficult game, fighting for her survival.

Ashley leans forward and gingerly scoops up the tiny woman off of the bed. She giggles seeing just how uncomfortable this simple action makes her. Alexis struggles as the gigantic fingers could around her tiny torso, but her efforts were futile. If this titanic woman wanted to pick her up, there was literally nothing she could do to stop that from happening.

So up she went. Ashley pulled the tiny woman up to her face, so she could take in the details of her shrunken form. Alexis was also awarded the opportunity to study just how different her girlfriend looked. As she is brought up to Ashley’s face, she notices just how massive the various features of her face are. She looks up into the goddess wide, gaping nostrils and notices the massive tree-like hairs poke out of her skin. “Just how small am I?” She thinks to herself.

“Oooh you look even cuter when your tiny!” Ashley squeals as she places a large, wet kiss on Alexis’ face. And as her lips part, a wave of hot, moist breath washes over Alexis’ face, causing the tiny woman to wrinkle her nose in disgust.

“Jesus Christ Ash, your breath fucking stinks. Go brush your damn teeth.” As she berated the gigantic woman, Alexis continues to try to struggle her way out of Ashley’s fingers.

“What’s the matter? It’s your pussy on my breath.” Ashley says letting out a small chuckle before sticking out her massive, slimy tongue and dragging it across her little prisoner’s face.

“Fuck you Ashley, this isn’t fucking funny!” Alexis shouts, spitting her girlfriend’s saliva out of her mouth.

“It’s a little bit funny. And you better watch your mouth. Don’t talk to me like that.” Ashely remains calm as she disciplines her new toy.

“Who the fuck do you think you are? You need to take me to fucking hospital or something!” Alexis screams.

“Why?” Alexis is dumbfounded by Ashley’s response. “What is a hospital going to do for you? There’s no cure. You’re going to be tiny forever.” Ashley says bluntly, causing Alexis to begging to tear up.

“I don’t fucking know! Just fucking help me! I don’t want to be like this forever!”

“Too bad!” Ashley says matter of factly, “The only thing you need to worry about is reciprocating.” Ashley says with a smile. But Alexis is confused, shoe couldn’t possibly be talking about what she thinks.

“What?! Are you fucking insane? I’m not eat your fucking cunt, I’m fucking tiny!” Alexis screams up at her captor, not backing down.

“So? You said it yourself, tiny people are made to serve us regular people. So how about you serve me.” Ashley says, lowering the tiny woman down to her crotch and dropping her onto her labia. As Alexis tumbles down onto her girlfriends soft flesh, she is immediately assaulted by the overwhelming scent of her moist womanhood. She looks up to see Ashley’s grinning face, above her massive perky tits as one massive hand rises up to begin massaging the giant breast. It’s clear that Ashley was reveling in this sudden power trip. And Alexis was not happy being treated this way.

“Fuck you you massive freak! I’m a goddamn person, you can’t fucking treat me like this!” Alexis shouts defiantly, slamming her foot down into Ashley’s massive genitalia. Ashley’s only response to smile down at her while reaching a large hand in her direction.

Alexis tries to run but she doesn’t get very far before Ashley’s large hand snatches her up into the air. The giantess blows the tiny a kiss before nonchalantly tossing her into her mouth. Alexis screams as her tiny body is swirled around inside of the large wet cavern. She feels the massive tongue push her body all around this woman’s mouth. Never before has she felt so afraid.

When she is finally spit out of Ashley’s mouth, she is greeted by the beautiful face of her once submissive lover. The giantess grimaces as she smacks her lips together.

“Ya know something? You’re not the best tasting.” Ashley says with a hearty laugh. “Now one last time, are you gonna go eat me out like a good girl?” She asks with one eyebrow raised.

“Ash please, I’m scared! I don’t want to do this.” Alexis begs, trying to appeal to her girlfriends soft nature.

“That’s okay, I’ll finish myself off.” She says, causing a wave of relief to wash over Alexis. That feeling of relief is soon replaced by sheer terror when Ashley opens her other hand revealing a toy that Alexis was very familiar with. In Ashley’s hand was a hollow white butt plug, where Alexis’ father Cameron was currently huddled.

“Now, need to make sure you don’t scurry away.” Ashely says to Alexis before tucking the tiny girl into her armpit. She was wearing deodorant so it wouldn’t be that unpleasant, but soon enough she would want to pull her nose off of her face. Ashley then proceeds to open up the contraption and allows the tiny doctor to fall out of the butt plug and onto her flat stomach.

“Hi Dr. Tailford! How are you doing?” Ashle asks before chuckling at her own question. The poor man had spent several hours that morning stuck inside his own daughters asshole. Alexis had been in one of her moods this morning and Cameron had made the mistake of stopping her post workout foot rub to ask for some breakfast. Offended by the very notion that he would selfishly stop rubbing her feet to ask for food, she dropped him into the toy and slid it past her noxious rectum.

Cameron doesn’t say anything as Ashley pulls his daughter out of her armpit and begins to push her into the small white prison that he was just released from. He would not believe his if he wasn’t staring at her. His own daughter, who had been torturing him and countless other people, was not no more than an inch and a half tall. She was quite possibly the smallest RP he had seen in the entire duration of his medical career. And now she was sobbing as she is forced into the same trap that he had been forced into that morning.

Once she had her prisoner perfectly secured in the anal toy, Ashley repositioned her body so that she was on all fours, with her massive rear end pointed directly at the doctor.

“Bye baby! I’ll talk to you in the morning!” Ashley says before reaching a hand back behind her and very slowly forcing the object into her asshole. The screaming becomes suddenly stops as the rest of the cage is pushed past Ashley’s oily sphincter and the muffled voice only reverberated throughout the giantesses bowels. Satisfied with the sensation down in her ass, Ashley then turns her attention to the tiny doctor sitting quietly on her stomach.

“Okay Dr. Tailford, I’m going to be nodding off here shortly. How about we talk in the morning about where we go from here, Okay?” Cameron silently nods his head as the giantess picks him up and begins to lower him down into a pair of knee high boots sitting on the other side of the nightstand. “Sorry about the smell, but I just can’t have you roaming around. Besides it could be a lot worse!” She says while giggling and laying a firm smack in her own ass.

*10 hours later*

Ashley brings the last of her bags down into the front room of Alexis’ former apartment. There’s no point in staying here anymore, so she grabs any and all clothes that she may have brought over here, along with an assortment of toys that Alexis had collected over her years of tormenting tiny people. It’s not like she was going to need them anymore.

After setting down her stuff, Ashley goes over to the fridge and takes out some food to make herself some breakfast. She dances around the kitchen as she fixes up a hearty portion of bacon, eggs and toast. Since no one is going to be here to eat the food, she may as well have herself a huge buffet before heading home.

Suddenly remembering that she had placed Alexis’ father in a boot upstairs, Ashley saunters back upstairs to retrieve the tiny man and bring him down for breakfast. She sets Cameron down on the kitchen table before returning to the stove to finish up the cooking. Ashley hums a gentle tune as she played herself a generous plate of food, as well as cutting up a little bit of everything for Cameron to eat.

“Eat up little guy, everything we don’t eat goes to waste.” Ashley says as she piles food into her mouth. “And we need to discuss what happens to you.”

Reunion

Max and Liz are sitting on the couch watching a movie and cuddling, while Liz’s friend missy sits on the other end of the couch, paying attention to nothing but her phone. In the midst of the movie, Liz begins to stretch out her limbs and reposition herself so that her feet are now sitting in your lap.

“How about a foot rub?” Liz asks, twisting her ankle around so that the ball of her foot is rubbing up and down your dick. You take her feet in your hands and hold them down firmly in your lap.

“A foot rub? I don’t think so! Look at those puppies! They’re soaked in sweat!” You say playfully, teasing her about her smelly socked feet.

“Aww c’mon! You know you want to.” Liz looks at you with her puppy dog eyes and tries to lift a socked foot up to your face, but you’ve got them firmly secured.

“Oh is that what I want? Cuz I think I know what I want to do…” You place two fingers up against the sole of her foot before you begin to gently tickle her. Liz begins to squirm uncomfortably in her seat, trying to wrestle her legs away from you.

“Max don’t! I’m ticklish! Don’t!” She shouts. However, with a devilish look in your eye, you begin to increase the speed of your tickling as your girlfriend begins to squeal with laughter and a high pitched screeching sound, tears beginning to flow down her cheeks from the excess of tickling. You revel in her “suffering” as you laugh heartily. In fact you’re laughing so hard that you don’t immediately notice the shadow that is looming over top of you.

When you finally do notice, you crane your head upwards to notice that Missy’s gigantic foot is now looming ominously above your tiny body. Like a criminal being caught at gunpoint, you release your hold on Liz’s feet and raise your hands up above your head. Liz quickly pulls her feet away and wipes the tears out of her eyes as she walks a few steps away from where you are sitting. Then like a Roman emperor at a coliseum, Liz puts up a thumb in a neutral position before dramatically turning it downwards.

In response to Liz’s command Missy drops her foot down on top of the poor tiny boy. She giggles a bit feeling him squirm around underneath her sole, but she feels a slight twinge of guilt. She remembers that she pulled these socks out of the hamper this morning and they’re probably not the best smelling things on the planet. Liz then shouts up to her, filling her in on the new plan.

You gasp at the fresh air as you feel the grimy sock get pulled off of your face. “Jeesh, I was just playing around.” You think to yourself. When you try to stand up, however, you realize that you’re still actually pinned by Missy’s foot, but your face has been freed. You then move your eyes upward to see Liz’s face beaming down at you.

“Hey there cutie!” She says blowing you a kiss. God you loved her. “So you think it’s funny to try to tickle poor defenseless girls? I think you need to be taught a lesson” You swallow the lump in your throat as Liz sits back on her butt and hovers both of her feet over top of your face. You look up into the sweat soaked soles of her feet and mentally kick yourself for not just giving her the damn foot rub.

“Hey baby I was just playing around! Babygirl, sweetie pie, love of my life.” You say, hoping that flattery might get you out of this predicament.

“Oh so now your gonna try ass kissing?” Liz says with a smile while placing her dirty feet on either side of your head. You look up into her eyes and make a kissing noise. She shakes her head and laughs. “You can kiss my ass later silly. Right now you’ve gotta apologize to my feetsies!”

And just like that Liz plops her feet down into your face and slowly rubs them around. Taking in the thick, earthy aroma of her tired feet, You feel blood begin to rush towards your cock. This was surreal. Your pinned underneath your girlfriends gigantic friend’s unwashed sock, with your cock poking into the bottom of her foot. And your girlfriend was sitting up near your head, with her own sweaty, odorous feet polluting your air supply. What a time to be alive!

After a few minutes beneath her feet, you are treated to a breath of fresh air by your playful girlfriend. She giggles as she bends down, bringing her face close to yours and placing a kiss on your nose. She scrunches her nose up as she catches a whiff of just how bad her feet smell.

“Remind me never to spank you.” You say sarcastically, causing Liz to playfully smack you on the cheek.

“You better remind yourself mister. I have no problem having Missy squish you with her big butt.” Liz says wagging a finger in your face.

“It’s now or never! I can feel some gas coming on!” Missy booms down from above, grinning at you.

“I surrender! I surrender!” You shout up, squirming twice as hard as before. You were already in for a long day tomorrow, you were supposed to be relaxing tonight.

Liz laughs at your reaction to getting farted on by the gigantic bottom of her best friend. She would never actually let that happen but it was fun to pretend. Well, she probably wouldn’t let it happen.

“Oh relax ya big baby. I won’t let big bad missy toot on you!” She says with a smile. Her kind smile quickly changes to a devilish grin as she slides forward and begins to straddle your head with her legs, leaving her firm, jean clad ass hovering over your head. “As long as you give me a kiss.” She then wiggles her ample tush in your face.

You roll your eyes and lean forward to give her three soft kisses on her attractive ass cheeks.
“There ya go you brat. Now can we go back to the movie please? I just wanna spend as much time with you as I can tonight.” You say as Liz waves off Missy’s foot so you can sit up.

“I’m sorry baby. We were just having fun. Can I make it up to you?” Liz asks in her best princess voice, sitting in your lap, wrapping her legs around your waist and her arms around your neck.
You smile as she then leans in to plant her lips on yours, the forward momentum of her kiss pushing you both down flat on the couch. As your makeout session continues, Missy rolls her eyes and gets up off of the couch and returns to her room.

“I’ll check on them later.” She says to herself as she exits the room, leaving the two tiny lovers alone on the couch. And it’s a good thing that you were granted some privacy, because it doesn’t take more than a couple of minutes of kissing before Liz sits up on your groin and begins pulling off her shirt. Following her lead, you strip of your own shirt and begin fumbling with your pants. Moments later, Liz’s bra falls to the ground and her amazing tits hang perfectly from her chest.

She smiles as she leans down, letting one of her tits fall down to your lips, silently commanding you to begin playing with her tits. Like the loyal lover you are, you lean up and begin to take her breast into your mouth, using your tongue to flick and stimulate her sensitive nipple. Her quiet gasps above you are an indication of your good work and you switch over to the other breast to spread the love.

You continue this process until Liz suddenly sits up straight and lifts her ass off of your crotch just enough for her to pull your pants away, giving her better access to your stiff cock. You feel her take a firm hold of your meat as she begins to reposition herself so that while her face is next to your crotch, her panty clad ass is now hovering over your face.
Not wanting to be a half assed participant, you wrap your fingers into the waistband of her panties and pull them down, bench pressing her body up so that you can get the underwear out of your way. You then lower her body back down so that her glistening cunt is brought to your lips.

You feel her ass cheeks clench slightly as your tongue begins to invade her nether regions, but they relax as she leans forwards again and hungrily takes your entire cock into her mouth, feeling her make it to the base and hearing the slight gagging sound as the tip of your dick grazes the back of her throat.

The feeling of raw pleasure is literally the only thing inside your mind right now, making it impossible for you to notice that Liz’s legs are coiling around your neck. However you become incredibly aware of the situation when you flick her clitoris with your tongue and she squeezes her legs together in bliss, forcing your face deep into her ass crack. Typically this wouldn’t be an issue, but you feel yourself reach the precipice and you’re about to blow. However your cock is still deep in Liz’s mouth as she bobs up and down on your junk. She has made it very clear that she prefers you to give her a warning before shooting your load onto or into her, but right now her legs are keeping your mouth and nose pressed into the pussy and ass respectively.
You try to warn her, but your cries are lost in her crotch. You can no longer hold it back, as you feel your hot load erupt from you cock causing Liz to sit up and seal off your only air supply.
She reaches down to wipe your cum off of her face with a discarded piece of clothing, but she doesn’t remove her body from your face. In fact, she begins to ride your face back and forth, trying to finish herself off using your face. You’re quickly running out of air as your try to use your arms to lift her up just to get a quick breath of fresh air, but her legs are wound to tightly behind your head for you to pull her off.

You scream into her crotch, and are seconds from passing out before she finally lifts herself up off of your face allowing you to suck up several gulps of fresh air. You can hear her moaning, and you look up between her legs to see her fingers quickly circling around her clitoris. Her cheeks clench and her body bucks several times as she finishes herself off, causing a good amount of cum to flow out from between her legs, dripping down off of her pussy and onto your face.

You both remain motionless, silently trying to catch your breath, until suddenly Liz collapses down, lying flat across your body so that her head is between your legs and yours is between her legs. You decide to wait for her to move, and simply stick your tongue out to lick her outer folds.

Liz eventually pulls herself off of you and grabs the shirt she had used to clean herself earlier, now cleaning the sticky mess from between her legs. She smirks as she then grabs her used panties off the ground and tosses them over to you. You laugh and shake your head as you use her underwear to clean the fluids off of your face and then your dick.

Once your both cleaned up enough, you snuggle up together and fall asleep on the couch.

*The next morning*

You and Liz wake up on the couch the next morning to the sound of Missy’s booming footfalls. As you realize that you’re lying buck naked on the couch out in the open, you try to scramble to get something to cover yourself with. Liz giggles at your shy nature, as she tries to impede you from getting your clothes back on. She is successful as Missy reaches you and scoops both tiny lovers up in the hand before carrying you both to the bathroom to get you cleaned up.
As you sit in her palm, trying your best to cover your dick, you hear Missy call down to you. “No need to be modest short stuff. Liz says you’re packing some serious stuff down there.” You blush as both girls begin to laugh at your awkward acceptance of the compliment.

Once in the bathroom, you and Liz proceed to get cleaned up, before Missy returns to take you into the kitchen. Freshly cleaned and wearing a new change of clothes, you and Liz join Missy for breakfast, idly chatting about everyone’s plans for the weekend. Suddenly there is a loud knock at the door and Missy walks over to answer it.

Moments later you look up from your breakfast to see that Megan has showed up, completely unexpectedly. “Hey Meg, what’s up?” You ask, genuinely curious about her sudden arrival.

“Hey Max, hey Liz.” The two girls wave at each other before Megan continues. “I just got a call from Ashley. She wants to see you.”

“Just Ashley?” You ask. It’s been a few months since you last spoke to her, on the day that Megan saved you from Alexis’ gut. You and Liz share a concerned glance. As you and she got to know each other better, you had both ended up hanging out with Megan and Ivan. It was once Liz and Ivan recognizes each other, that all three of you began to piece together the common relationship between you all; Alexis Tailford. Given everything that your crew of tiny friend had been through at the hands of the evil giantess, it was unanimously decided that Ashley was off limits until Alexis was gone.
“Yea, she says Alexis is long gone.” Megan replies, with a look of uncertainty on her face.

“Do you believe her?” Liz asks, taking your hand in hers and squeezing it tight. You looked deep into her eyes. As much as you missed Ashley, you couldn’t risk what you had with Liz.

“Well she says she can prove it.”

Peace and Prosperity

You and Megan are seated at the dining room table in her apartment when you hear a vehicle pull into the driveway. You and Megan exchange a look before she gets up from the table to go let your other sister inside. You smile warmly as your beautiful twin sister crosses into the dining room, and stands in the doorway. You wave awkwardly to her and she reciprocates the gesture as Megan walks past her and returns to her seat behind you.

“Hey Ash.” You say with a warm smile.

“Hi Max…” she responds, her eyes locked into yours. “I’ve missed you.”

“I missed you too. How’ve you been?” You’ve noticed a significant improvement in her appearance from when you last saw her. Her hair looks shiny, her face is bright, and there’s just something radiant about her now. It’s a nice return to form for the woman you had at one point looked up to so wholeheartedly.

“Things have been… I’m good.” She searches for the right words, but for the moment they are eluding her. The three of you sit in silence for a few minutes before Megan grows irritated and chimes in.

“Well, is that it?” She asks bluntly. “Nothing else to say?”

Ashley’s face turns red as she tries to stammer her way through and apology. You spin around and shoot Megan a look, quickly putting her attitude back in check. Megan shrugs her shoulders and you turn back to your twin sister.

“Look Ash, we really are happy to see you… but what we talked about when we left… that still stands. If you’re still with Alexis, then we have nothing left to talk about. I’m sorry.” It pains you to say this to her again, but perhaps she was being honest. Maybe she is done with Alexis for good.

Ashley’s face lights up at the mention of her ex-girlfriends name. She knew just how much both you and Megan despised Alexis, and that means that she has a bargaining chip. She has a shot at getting back in her family’s good graces again.

“Well actually… Alexis came with me today.” Your. Like runs cold when Ashley tells you this and Megan begins to rise out of her seat. Seeing both of you tense up so quickly made her chuckle. Soon all of your fears about Alexis would be put to rest, as Ashley reaches down and pulls off her shoe which she then places on the table.

“No fucking way.” You are confused by Ashley’s display, but Megan seemed to know exactly what was going on. Suddenly things clicked in your mind as you realized what was happening. Your assumptions are confirmed as Ashely takes hold of the sneaker and turns it upside down, allowing a tiny person to drop down onto the table. You watch in fascination as Ashley pokes the tiny girl until she rolls over and you can see that this miniature person is in fact Alexis Tailford.

You remain completely shell shocked by this new turn of events, but Megan bellows our in laughter. With lightning fast reflexes, your “little” sister’s hand darts over to where the tiny woman is curled up and scoops her up in a tightly coiled fist.

“Well, it looks like you’ve gotten a nice big dose of your own medicine, huh? How was it riding down in that nasty fucking shoe?” Megan then reaches down and pulls off one of her own shoes. “Why don’t you tell me whose feet stink worse?” She says as she lowers the helpless girl down into her shoe. This descent causes the miniscule woman to begin frantically flailing her arms and legs.

“Enough!” You shout with a newfound authority behind your voice. “That is enough! Put her down.” Megan and Ashley look over at you, startled by your interjection, and Megan proceeds to set Alexis down on the table.

“You’re going to protect her now too? After everything that she did to you. After what she did to Ivan… and Liz?” Megan shouts over at you, clearly upset by your decision to protect this once totalitarian goddess. But you stand your ground.

“We’re better than her. We don’t need to get revenge, it’s fucking over.” You say walking over to where Alexis was lying on the table. You reach out a hand to help her to her feet, when suddenly your former tormentress lashes out and slaps your hand away.

“I don’t need your pity you fucking insect!” She screeches at you. While she is lashing out, you get the opportunity to get a good look at her. Her hair is matted and filthy, likely from Ashleys footsweat, and her eyes are deeply sunken. Once you were terrified of this massive woman, but now you only felt pity for her.

“Keep quiet you little shit! Or fucking show you what it’s like to be an insect.” Megan shouts as she slams a fist into the table.

While you and Megan continue to argue over the fate of this neh shrunken prisoner, Ashley quietly takes a set at the table and places her shoe back on the floor. She smiles as Alexis looks up at her, and flips her off.

“Well we’re going to put it to a vote.” Megan says scooping Alexis up off the table and dropping her into her sneaker.

“Fine, I vote no, you vote yes, Ashley what do you say.” Ashley begins to open her mouth before Megan jumps in again.

“Nope not her, and not me. You, Ivan and Liz. That’s who votes.” Megan declares taking the shoe and placing it back on her foot. “And I’ll standby whatever you three decide, but until then, that bitch is gonna kiss my sweaty fucking feet.”

You sigh as it becomes painfully obvious that you’re not going to be able to put an end to Megan’s bratty display. Oh well, it’s not like Alexis didn’t subject you to a time out in a disgusting shoe… or worse. Since you’re content with the idea of voting on what Alexis’ future will look like, you decide to go back to Ashley to learn about the events that transpired since you last spoke.

The three of you discuss Ivan and Liz, including each of their histories with Alexis as well as how you and Megan had begun to form relationships with your respective partner. You discuss the various employment prospects that the two of you have been searching for, and you spend a good deal of time discussing how the hell Ashley ended up with her ex girlfriend shrunken down inside her shoe.

“Well after months of her making me feel like absolute shit, we got into a huge fight. I wanted to see about patching things up with you two and she wanted to forget about you altogether. She was about to hit me when she passed out and just started shrinking into her own clothes.” Ashley smiles, thinking about the days that followed. “It was a bit of a rough adjustment at first, but we did some obedience exercises. I figured she would catch on quick since she was the one who taught me so I could use them on you.” She says looking down at you.

You shudder as you consider all the various things that “obedience exercises” could possibly refer to. This story certainly wasn’t making you want to help Alexis any.

“Ash it’s great that you’re here and I’m thrilled that you’re not with that skank anymore… but there still the elephant in the room here. Is Max going to be safe with you?” Megan asks. Both you and Ashley are a bit stunned by the question. “Look I love you too but we need to be realistic. Can you be left alone with Max?”

“Jesus Meg would you-“ you start to chastise your sister for being so cold, when Ashley speaks up.

“I don’t know.” She says, causing you to stare at her in disbelief. How could she say that? Why couldn’t things just go back to normal?

“I'm going to be up front with you. I know that Alexis was cruel and unbalanced and I know she did a lot of things to you that you weren’t comfortable with. But I think we both know that you were very comfortable with other things.” Your mind instantly goes back to the moment that she pulled you out of her shoe, sporting a rock hard erection. As much as you didn’t want to admit it, she had a valid point. Your time at the lake house had uncovered some odd, deeply repressed desires that you had yet to come to terms with.

“Max, I love you and I’ll never ever put you in harm's way ever again, that much I can assure you. But I can’t say that things are going to be exactly like they were before. If nothing else, Alexis helped me to understand how much I love the whole giantess vibe. And I think, whether you want to admit it or not, you don’t mind it either.” Ashley finishes her speech, without ever breaking eye contact with you.

“So what? If I ever want to see my sister again, it’s going to be from inside her shoe?” You ask, not quite sold on the idea. You could admit that you certainly had some odd feelings towards your sisters, but you aren’t sure that you were ready to just agree to a life of smelly servitude.

“I think I have a nice compromise!” Megan chimes in, her face lit up with excitement.

*The next day*

You, Megan, Ashley and Ivan are sitting around the living room, watching TV and chatting, when you hear the doorbell sound. Megan scoops you up off of the couch and takes you to answer the door. You happily greet Missy and Liz at the door before inviting them inside. Upon returning to the living room, you see Ashley stand up off the couch and extend a hand out to Missy for introductions. After missy introduces herself, you take the opportunity to introduce Liz.

“Ashley, this is Elizabeth, my girlfriend.” You say placing an arm around her shoulders. Liz smiles at you warmly before turning back to gigantic brunette standing before her.
“Pleasure to meet you!” Liz says with a polite wave, foregoing the typical handshake.

“Likewise, I’ve been talking with Max quite a bit over the past day and he seems to be pretty nuts about you.” Ashley says, cashing your face to blush ever so slightly. But Liz simply smiles and takes your hand in hers.

“Well I’m pretty into him too.”

Once pleasantries are exchanged, the five of you proceed to get to know each other a bit better, sharing stories and discussing common connections. The search for common threads between everyone eventually leads the discussion onto the topic of Alexis, the world’s worst giantess. Ashley learns of Liz’s first hand experiences with Alexis’ unique form of torture and she offers up her sincere condolences.

“Actually, we need to talk to all of you about Alexis.” You say, looking over at Megan and nodding your head. The blonde giantess smiles as she leans down and begins to unlace her sneaker, which she had refused to take off since taking hold of Alexis. Once her foot is removed from the fetid prison, she turns it over allowing her helpless prisoner to tumble down onto the table.

Missy, Liz and Ivan are all shell shocked by the sight of this infamous woman brought before them, a huddled mess of human flesh and footsweat. Before anyone has the capacity to speak up, Missy’s face coils into an expression of pure rage and she curls her hand into a fist. She lets out a primal screech as she begins to crash her fist down towards Alexis’ small body.

“No wait!!!” You scream as you sprint across the table, in your best effort to get between Missy and Alexis.

“Missy stop!” Liz shouts, concerned for your safety. Hearing her tiny friends protests, Missy halts her attack and returns her fist to her side, but it’s very clear that she isn’t happy sharing the same airspace as the woman who kidnapped her best friend.

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t snuff this little bitch out of existence right here and now?” Missy demands of you.

“Because she’s a human being.” You reply sternly.
“She wouldn’t say the same about you, you know that right?” Missy shouts.

“Maybe not, but we can be better than her.” You’re adamant that you have the right idea here, but Megan doesn’t want you turn everyone against the idea of giving Alexis the treatment that she deserves.

“Well, what Max has forgotten to mention is that it’s not just his decision. Since you’ve all been subjected to her bullshit, the three of you get to vote on what happens to her.” Megan says looking down at Ivan with a smile, knowing that he would vote however she wanted to. She thought it was admirable how you wanted to treat Alexis kindly despite how horrible a person she was, but she was adamant that this tiny monster was deserving of some payback.

The entire group discusses the possibilities for Alexis’ future and you all settle on two options. Either you drop off Alexis at an RP boarding house where she can try to figure out how to provide for herself from this point on, or you can sentence Alexis to an unnamed amount of suffering at the hands of Ashley, Megan and Missy, all of whom have plenty of reasons to want Alexis to suffer.
“Okay raise your hand if you think we should send Alexis away without teaching her some goddamn manners.” Megan commanded. You ignore her leading question and raise your hand high above your head. You look over to see that Ivan is looking down at the ground with his arms by his side. You honestly expected him to vote with Megan, and it’s not like you can really blame him for it. You then turn your attention to Liz, the tie breaker vote.

Liz is staring intently at Alexis, surely remembering all of the suffering that she was put through. Internally she wrestled with the morality of the rescission set before her and it appears as though she could lean either way. Suddenly she turns around and looks into your eyes. You smile warmly and nod your head, she knew what the right decision was.

“Let her go.” Liz says, raising her hand above her head and allowing you to wrap her up in your arms. Megan and Missy both let out an exasperated sigh, as Ashley scoops Alexis up in her hand.

“I guess it’s settled, you get to walk away a free woman.” Ashley says to the tiny woman before tucking her away into her cleavage. “I’ll take her to boarding center this afternoon.”

Finale!

You’re lying quietly in bed, just waiting for your day to begin. Things have been fantastic since Ashley had come back into your life. Your relationship with Liz was going perfectly, you and Megan were closer than ever, and now you and Ashley were back living under the same roof again. And finally Alexis Tailford was out of your life forever. Things could not be better.
However you were feeling incredibly anxious for what was going to happen today. Weeks ago, Megan had proposed a compromise to you and Ashley that would hopefully allow you to address all of the tension between you and your gigantic, gorgeous sisters. You hesitantly agreed that each sister would get one day every month where they could do whatever they wanted with you. For every other day, they would need to respect your autonomy, but for the 24 hours where you were given to that giantess, all the rules and stigmas were to be thrown to the wind.

Your mind races as you lie in bed, waiting for Ashley to come and begin the day. What was going to happen? Was she going to be a kind and gentle giantess? Or is she going to play the part of an evil goddess? Only time would tell.

Finally the ceiling of your room is lifted away and you’re greeted by the sight of Ashley’s gorgeous, gigantic face beaming down at you.

“Good morning sleepy head! Are you ready for the best day ever?” She asks excitedly as she reaches a hand down for you to step onto. As you are lifted out of the enclosure, you notice that she is wearing a sports bra and a tight pair of spandex running shorts. Clearly she wasn’t planning on wasting any time.

“Well looks like you’re going out for a run. I guess I’ll see you when you get back.” You say, knowing full well that you were going with her.

“Oh Maxxy, like I would waste a single second of our time together.” Ashley then walks into the living room and plops down onto the couch. She sets your tiny body down onto the coffee table before peeling off one of her running shoes and placing a socked foot on the table in front of you. You marvel at the sheer size of her massive sole, as Ashley pushes her foot a bit closer to you.

“What do you think Max? Wanna give it a little sniff?” She asks, resting just how cooperative you were going to be today. You look up at your gigantic sister who was grinning from ear to ear. God she was milking this.

“I’m sure I’ll manage to get a whiff after you drop me in the shoe you little brat.” You shout up to her playfully. There wasn’t anything in the rules saying that you couldn’t play hard to get.
“Who says you’ll be in my shoe for the run?” She says with a wicked grin. Once you finally make the connection, you dive at her foot and bury your tiny face in her sole. Breathing deeply, you fill your lungs with the faint odor emanating from her feet. You even plant a couple of tiny kisses on her foot for good measure, because being in her shoe during her run was going to be more comfortable to the alternative.

“Mmmmm your feet smell amazing! I would be honored to join your toes for your morning workout.” You say, peeking around her big toe. Ashley laughs as she reaches down and plucks you of the table between two fingers. She then brings you directly in front of her face.
“Oooh nice try little man, but you have a reservation in my big booty.” She sticks her tongue out of her mouth and proceeds to press your face into her wet slimy tongue. She then brings your body around behind her and uses her free hand to pull her spandex shorts away from her round ass. “Your ready to go?” She asks, not expecting an answer from you.

You look down, and you can see her large white ass cheeks and the dark canyon that descends between them. With a short gulp you look up at your sister and give her a thumbs up, causing her to release you and sending you free falling into her shorts.

Once she feels you bounce off of her shorts and make contact with her ass, Ashley releases the spandex and proceeds to do a bit of stretching. In the midst of her stretching, she feels a tiny lump slide in between her butt cheeks, and finally she is ready to go.

Ashely then steps outside into the crisp fall air and takes a deep breath, appreciating the pleasant smell of Autumn, and loving the fact that you were not smelling the same nice scent that she was.

“Oh wait! Almost forgot!” She says, pulling her phone out of her arm band, and bringing it around to her backside so she could snap a photo. She then sends the picture out, before beginning her jog.

*At Missy’s House*

Missy walks into the living room where she sees Liz relaxing on the couch, getting in a bit of tv time before she had to go to work.

“Hey Liz, you gotta see this.” Missy says, walking over and propping her phone in front of her tiny friend. Liz tilts her head, trying to make sense of the photo being shown to her. She could make out what was clearly some chick’s admittedly shapely ass, with the caption “About to head out on a run. -Max”

“Why is Ashley sending you picture of her ass?” Liz asks. Moments later, a lightbulb goes off in her mind as she realizes the significance. Max told her that today was the very first trial run of “Goddess Day,” where either Ashley or Megan was going to get to have some fun at Max’s expense. It appears that Ashley was starting off the day with a nice run and some ass kissing from her tiny brother. Liz simply shakes her head and laughs.

At first she wasn’t very fond of the idea of Max taking two days a month to be voluntarily tortured by two other women, and his sisters no less. However, she was much more accepting of the idea when Ashley offered to give her something to sweeten the pot.

“I want to see her before I go to work.” Liz says up to Missy, who smiles in return. The gigantic redhead takes a seat on the couch next to her tiny friend. Missy then peels off her shoe and removes her sock, revealing a tiny woman rubber banded to the bottom of Missy’s tremendous sweaty sole. Liz’s smile disappears as she walks closer to the terribly smelly foot of her giantess best friend. As she approaches the suffering woman, she reaches up and gently strokes her cheek.

Alexis groggily opens her eyes and savors the rush of fresh air. When her eyes finally adjust to the light, she is greeted by a familiar face. The two shrunken women stare at each other for a few moments before Alexis tries to beg for mercy through her dry throat.
“Please…”

“Hmmmm, she sounds parched.” Liz says, looking deeply into Alexis’ eyes. She then looks back up at her gigantic friend. “You should go to the gym.”

A single hoarse scream could be heard as Missy’s foot is placed back into the shoe, sealing Alexis inside her tomb.