Warning! This is a purely fictional story and has absolutely nothing to do with reality!
It includes nudity, physical abuse and VERY EXPLICIT forced sexual acts (normal teenage boy and shrunken Woman, plus F/f).
(English is not my native language, so prepare for typos and figure out what I might have meant. I hope you can still enjoy the story.)
Shrinknapping
by Shrinkmaster
"I want that one!" the 34-year-old heard the voice of a boy not far behind her.
"Are you sure?" an older, male voice followed up, "I mean, she's a bit older and not exactly petite either!"
As Lexy, who was right on the shore of the very calm, light blue sea, didn't see anyone in the immediate vicinity, she turned towards the two strange voices, gripped by a slightly indignant curiosity.
Just a few steps away, she saw a man in his forties and, she assumed, his son in his early teens.
"Ahh I see!" the strange man grinned broadly, "good eye Tom!"
Lexy saw how the strange man unabashedly buried his gaze in her bust. His young son also literally pulled the blue bikini off her voluptuous body with his greedy gaze. Anger immediately rose up in Lexy!
"It's your birthday," the man went on, ignoring the stranger's increasingly angry look, "I mean, if you like her! There's too much about her in many places for my taste," commented the father dryly.
Lexy was boiling with rage! "What the hell are they talking about so boldly!", she shot up.
"Yes, do it! She's perfect!" the young teenager replied.
Just as Lexy was about to launch into a huge rant, the strange man pulled out something that looked very much like a gun and fired at the 34-year-old.
Lexy, who was still standing in water that was not even ankle-high, was suddenly knocked over by a wave that was almost chest-high. It was only with great difficulty that she managed not to sink completely!
Just as Lexy had found her balance and opened her eyes again, she saw two really HUGE figures right in front of her! It was only when the smaller of the two giants leaned down towards her that Lexy recognized the young teenager, who had not even been at eye level with her a moment ago.
Before she could even make a move to escape in the extremely strong current, the teenager already had her in his really huge hand. Lexy's stomach immediately plummeted as she went up at lightning speed.
It was only when the 34-year-old came to a halt that her brain was able to process what had just happened.
She hadn't suddenly been hit by a huge wave, no! Everything around her was suddenly huge! As she looked into the two gigantic, strange faces, she realized in a flash that she had just been shrinknapped!!!
Her arms locked tightly in the giant hand, Lexy looked around in panic, searching for help. But the nearest people were almost 100 yards away, which seemed like several miles to the shrunken Lexy!
A firm grip on her left breast made her look forward again in fright. With a rough tug on her bikini top, the strange boy plopped her large breast out of the blue, soaked cup. Well over half of her breasts were bathed in bright white. Only the center of gravity was covered by a large, brown nipple areola.
While the young teenager greedily and painfully for Lexy squeezed her exposed tit with his thumb and forefinger, his father spoke up:
„I see you can hardly wait!“ grinned the even bigger giant, „alright then, go a few steps into the sea and make it quick! But with your back to the beach! Not everyone has to see what you’re doing,“ the strange man winked at his young son.
Before Lexy really understood what the huge man meant, she was already heading into the open sea. After just a few steps, the gigantic teenager grabbed the light blue bikini top and pulled it forward until it ripped painfully open on Lexy’s back. Then he pulled it completely over her head and simply threw it into the open sea like an annoying piece of fluff.
The boy looked down at Lexy’s exposed tits, „Oh man! We’re going to have so much fun!“ he beamed and then immediately licked Lexy’s tits vigorously with his huge tongue.
Lexy panicked! Even more than she already was. „He wasn’t really planning what she was thinking, was he?“ But then he took a few more steps into the open sea.
Suddenly the movement stopped. The bottom two fingers detached themselves from Lexy's hips and were immediately replaced by the other giant hand, which grabbed her bikini panties.
It didn't even take 3 seconds and Lexy was completely naked despite fierce resistance!
"Ohh a little bush!" grinned the boy.
Lexy felt a huge finger digging between her thighs. Her trained thighs simply couldn't withstand the enormous pressure. And so, just a short moment later, the 34-year-old felt the boy's huge finger on her crotch, which was immediately "pulled open".
Tom, on the other hand, didn't even have to make an effort to maltreat the small, hairy pussy.
A very rough, painful feeling arose in her most intimate place as the huge finger tried to make its way inside her!
The young teenager tried a few times to penetrate the soft spot between the thighs of his living sex doll, but the mini hole was simply too tiny for his finger. Only the labia majora widened each time and "clasped" his fingertip. So it was time for his fun!
As soon as the giant finger's attempt to rape her stopped, she quickly went downwards. Coming to a standstill in front of the giant's swimming trunks, she saw how the other hand grabbed the waistband and pulled the front part down.
Horror-stricken dread spread as a gigantic penis pointed at her like a fleshy cannon barrel! Even for his young age, the teenager was surprisingly well endowed!
Lexy looked directly at the already more than half exposed giant's glans. "Please let this just be a nightmare! This isn't really happening now, is it!?" it flashed through her mind. But the very next moment, her face was pressed into this fleshy monster.
Lexy tried to dodge backwards but was immediately followed by the pressure of a huge finger on the back of her head, pressing her even deeper into the gigantic glans slit! Slimy moisture spread first around her mouth and then almost all over her face.
While the 34-year-old desperately gasped for air and her lungs were mainly filled with the steaming smell of urine, the rest of her naked body was also pressed against this fleshy cannon barrel.
Lexy no longer had any control over her limbs. The horny boy playfully wrapped her little arms and legs around his cock and pressed the toy body of his living doll against the hard underside. The sheer horror began for Lexy!
There was no slow introduction! The young teenager immediately started his wanking movements with brute force. Lexy was pressed so hard against the huge cock that she thought her ribs would break!
But that wasn't all! If the young shrinknapper had not also held her head with his hand, a severe whiplash injury would have been the mildest thing that would have happened to her. That's how violently the shrunken 34-year-old bounced up and down. She immediately felt the enormous friction! Within seconds, her entire body was fiery red! Lexy's ample breasts were squeezed more violently than in any mammogram she had ever experienced and then immediately stretched enormously.
When the maltreated mini-woman wished the ordeal would end so much that she would have welcomed death herself, she suddenly came to a standstill. Lexy's senses were anything but back together when her face was once again pressed violently into the slimy glans slit.
She will never forget the extremely loud grunt that the boy made, which went right through her. But only a moment later, something else went through her, namely the most violent gush of cum she had ever experienced!
If there had been a passage, it would have literally squirted out of the little girl's ears! Instead, the young giant sperm made its way directly into her stomach at full pressure and immediately squirted out of her nose! Lexy briefly thought her gullet would burst!
No sooner had she caught the huge gush, which felt like half a gallon of yogurt in her stomach, than the next one followed!!! "There it was again, the thought of wanting to die..."
After the next liter of youthful "yoghurt" had found its way into her stomach, at least the pressure at the back of her head eased.
But no sooner had the shrunken woman pulled her head out of the slimy piss slit than another jet fired full force into her face, flooding it.
The teenager released the small, somewhat corpulent woman from his cock and fired two more loads on her upper body before his cum pipe finally ran dry.
Lexy was completely dazed! Her whole body ached like hell. But the worst thing at the moment was her stomach, which was full to bursting. Panicked, she noticed a real bulge in her cum-smeared stomach. Until suddenly a huge finger appeared and pressed firmly on this bulge.
Tom was just having fun squeezing her bloated belly flat again, but for Lexy it was hell! It immediately squirted out of her mouth in a high arc. Once again, her already irritated gullet felt like it was going to burst! A further push deep into her bowels from the young giant and Lexy collapsed! Sperm continued to leak out of her mouth.
The only thing the little woman could still hear was the loud, malicious laughter of the boy in whose hand she had collapsed.
Not too much time had passed before the 34-year-old mini-woman was brought back to life by a violent gush of water. At least a large part of the sperm was flushed from her body, although by no means all of it.
Lexy noticed that she was heading back towards the beach. Still completely naked and in the hands of a gigantic boy, the tiny woman drew a little hope of seeing someone from her family or even just a human soul to draw attention to herself.
As soon as the boy was back with his father, the question came with a broad grin: "And was it fun?"
The young teenager nodded a little sheepishly, but couldn't hide his grin.
"I can see that!" his father laughed when he saw the remains of his son's "load" on the small woman.
"Better pack up your little darling until we get home. Don't let the little ball milker draw attention to somebody!"
Junior looked down at Lexy and grinned: "You two already know each other!"
It took Lexy a second to realize what the young teenager meant. But when he pulled his waistband forward again, her panic level skyrocketed once more!
As if it were the most normal thing in the world, the teenager stuffed the living mini-woman into his tight shorts with his jerked-off cock, adjusted her position a little more and let the waistband snap shut again.
Lexy was surrounded by cold, wet fabric, coupled with the air of a stuffy urine sauna. Not to mention that the fleshy monster she was pressed tightly against was also not completely sperm-free! There was no freedom of movement at all!
With every step the boy took, Lexy was jolted and kneaded against the gigantic cock.
The constant nausea was only surpassed by the aching bruises all over her body!
It felt like an eternity before the violent shaking suddenly stopped. The sauna-like fabric prison opened over Lexy's head, her face pressed against the stinking glans. A huge hand came in, grabbed the 34-year-old and pulled her out.
Lexy's naked body was covered in sweat and runny cum all over. She quickly realized that she was in a huge car. When the father started the engine and the car began to move, Lexy lost all hope of being rescued by her family.
For almost the entire ride, the teenager groped and kneaded every conceivable part of Lexy's well-endowed body. Especially when the boy pressed her legs against her upper body and spread her buttocks it got worst!
"Tom", as the boy was called, tried to penetrate one of her shrunken holes again. When these painful attempts were not crowned with success, the young teenager reached for his headphones.
"That should fit! Or little girl?" Tom held the jack plug directly in front of Lexy's face.
There was no time to panic! Because Lexy immediately felt the tip of the metal plug on her asshole!
The 34-year-old was immediately aware that it was going to happen anyway. So she tried to relax her rear entrance as best she could in her cramped position.
But Tom, still completely inexperienced at his young age, didn't hesitate for long and immediately pressed the long plug all the way into his little doll with a slight twisting motion.
Lexy screamed out loud as the huge metal rod pierced her intestines. The 34-year-old had never felt such intense pain in her bottom before! Even her whole body shook with pain.
The father, who was concentrating on driving, looked down at Lexy and had to laugh at the sight of the plug hanging out. "Where did you stick it, Tom?"
"In her little asshole," his son laughed back, "that seemed to fit just fine."
"Okay, you'd better be a bit more careful next time, otherwise your toy will break quickly. Internal injuries heal badly," his father instructed him.
"Toys that break?!?" What kind of hell had she fallen into?
Although he continued to fondle her, the boy left the plug in Lexy's little asshole until they finally arrived home.
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Over the next few days, Lexy was trained by her young "owner"! Her body was covered in bruises! The boy liked the little girl's unruly nature, because it meant he could always come up with new ways to punish her.
Apart from the many violent rapes that Lexy had to endure every day, one of Lexy's most popular punishments was the spanking of her little bottom, and with great severity!
She was tied up again and again and doused with huge drops of hot candle wax so that she thought her skin would peel off. But that was no comparison to the drops that filled her spread intimate holes during every session! Pulling the cooled wax out of her tight vagina and sticky ass was another ordeal for the 34-year-old every time!
But the highlight was clearly the small electric stick, the round end of which was perfect for the little woman's orifices! And the young teenager used all 3 of them!
Lexy didn't know which application site she feared more. The application in her mouth was so strong that she was usually unconscious after a few seconds, but before that she had the feeling that her teeth would burst and her lungs would rupture. With the butt, the sharp pain of the deep penetration alone was hellish. But then came the electric shock, which made the little girl feel like her insides were burning.
However, the most painful application was the one deep inside her vagina! After the first application, Lexy was sure she would never be able to have any more children, not that she would ever have wanted any. She was also losing hope of ever being released day by day.
The 34-year-old woman's pee-boarding, as the young giant laughingly called it, did the rest.
When Lexy still vehemently refused to clean her "master's" cum-smeared giant cock with her little tongue on the 5th day, the young teenager unceremoniously loaded her into a cup and placed a heavy, coarse sieve over it.
For Lexy, who was huddled in the cup, it looked like a thick prison grid directly above her head. When her master's giant penis appeared above the bars, her worst fears were realized!
With relish, the boy began to fill the cup with his warm piss!
In seconds, the stinking warm, foamy liquid rose up to her throat. The boy stopped briefly and admonished his little slave to never disobey him again. Then he peed the cup to the brim!
Lexy tried with all her might to push up the heavy grate, which was just a thick sieve for normal-sized people, but she had no chance! In the sloshing mass of stinking urine, the helpless Lexy could only ever catch a brief puff of air between the thick bars with pursed lips. Inevitably, she always sucked in a little pee as well.
Tom loved seeing the unruly mini-woman so desperate. And so the boy enjoyed the spectacle of wriggling arms and the mini-mouth "slurping" for air again and again. Almost 10 minutes passed before the young giant had had enough and poured Lexy and his piss into a sink.
It shouldn't have taken much longer, then Lexy would have finally lost her strength and she would have drowned miserably in his urine.
Since that day, the 34-year-old woman has been in submission to her master for good! Tom made „Bug“, as he now called Lexy, comply with his wishes more or less without any problems.
For example, she had to kneel everywhere with her thighs wide apart and her hands behind her back.
When he was lying on his bed, he often placed Lexy, or rather Bug, between his legs. Since his sex doll was often equipped with a thin, long leash attached to a metal ring around her neck, he could easily direct Bug from a distance, for example, to tug her against his balls so that she could massage them or pull her directly onto his cock.
It was particularly humiliating for the miniaturized 34-year-old when the boy let her wander over his belly up to his face and then pulled her onto his huge mouth with the leash. Then Lexy had to stand with her mini feet in the corners of his mouth and support herself with her small hands on his nose.
This gave Tom perfect access with his tongue to the open intimate zone and the sagging tits of his shrunken slave.
It was not uncommon for the boy to devour her entire ass in his mouth a few minutes later and penetrate the little woman really deeply.
The 34-year-old mini-slave rarely got any real sleep at night. Tom often stuffed her into his boxers or underpants before going to bed. Apart from the stinking, muggy air, Lexy was violently shaken awake by every little movement of her young master. It was not uncommon for her to be squeezed for long periods of time!
In addition, Lexy had to lick her master's cock at the beginning of the nights until she was sure that the young teenager had fallen asleep. The same applied before getting up, after the alarm clock went off!
The most "pleasant" thing was when her master was lying on his stomach and reading something. Then he often used Bug's mini feet to suck and lick them, similar to chewing sticks. But even that often ended up under his boner and with a huge load of cum all over her body and especially in her stomach!
And if his sex doll was not in "use", Tom had set up a special "waiting area" for her.
There was a thick platform there, similar to a cup. The only difference was that a sturdy pole was mounted upright on it, which ended in two spikes of different lengths.
The longer tip was for Lexy's asshole (and it was really long!), the shorter one for her small, tight pussy. That's where the 34-year-old was always impaled when the young teen wasn't engaging with her in some humiliating way.
The length of the main pole was adjusted so that Lexy could only place her little feet on the plate with a slight stinging pressure. At the same time, her perineum between her asshole and pussy rested on the short crossbar, which at least briefly provided some "relaxation".
Both end rods were so deep that it was impossible for the little woman to free herself from them. While the front rod "only" slightly adjusted her cervix, the anal rod in particular was stuck halfway up her upper body! This also made for a nice, straight posture.
Going to the toilet, if you want to call squatting on a saucer and directly in front of her master that, was only done on instruction. Just like eating, whereby several loads of giant sperm per day often had to suffice as food!
***
Lexy had been in this hell for almost three months now! But she wasn't the only one. Every now and then, Tom's father brought home a new victim. Often only for a few days, then the shrunken women and often girls were sold on. Of course, not without having experienced a taste of hell first!
But with his last victim, the eager shrinknapper had apparently been too careless, because someone had watched him shrink and collect a girl and reported it immediately.
Just before the doorbell rang, Lexy, who was once again standing with her two mini feet in the corners of Tom's mouth and being licked extensively, could hear Tom's father making a mess of the new girl! Her screams had been heard for quite a while. But the 34-year-old had her own fate to endure! The young teenager was once again getting particularly wild with his mini-slave today, which resulted in various bite marks around her bottom and on her thighs.
Lexy could hardly stand on her feet, so wildly did the huge tip of his tongue penetrate her again and again. To make matters worse, her master had forced her to squat down after a while so that she could exert even more pressure! This was particularly painful when penetrating deep into her rear entrance.
In her tense position, Lexy could only dimly hear the conversation at the front door, Tom's tongue was too insistent! Since only buyers of the illegal "goods" had visited since her abduction, the little woman had not called for help for a long time. The risk of harsh punishment from her young master was too big!
But when there was a sudden noise at the front door, even Tom listened up! The boy grabbed his living sex toy and without further ado put it on the long holders in the "waiting area".
With the best will in the world, Lexy hadn't expected the sudden intrusion of the extremely long rods! For the 34-year-old, it felt all the more as if her bowels had shifted far upwards.
Tom tore off a short piece of tape and stuck it over Lexy's small mouth. Then followed a longer strip with which he taped her arms together on her back.
There was loud shouting through the door and it clearly sounded like violence. Suddenly the door to Tom's room was pushed open and a woman and a man entered the room. The female officer immediately identified herself to the young teenager as being part of a special unit and asked him to accompany her colleague outside.
Lexy couldn't believe her luck, her hell was finally coming to an end!!!
When the woman saw her, she bent down to her. "Well, who do we have here, pretty?!" smiled the officer dressed in thick leather, "we'll probably take you with us too, maybe we need an additional piece of evidence.".
"PIECE of evidence?!? What the hell is she talking about?" it shot through Lexy's small, gagged head, "I'm a fucking living person!!!".
And instead of freeing her from the deep-seated rods, the huge woman grabbed the thick pedestal of the "waiting zone" and lifted it up together with the mini-woman impaled on it. The officer made no effort to do this at least gently and straightforwardly. Lexy became so wobbly that only the extremely deep dildo holders kept her painfully in position.
"Really a nice construction!" the officer looked at the two rods stuck deep in the mini, "I must say, the boy has really good taste!" The officer grabbed one of Lexy's free-hanging tits and kneaded it.
Lexy was horrified! "What the hell is that policewoman doing! Why doesn't she finally untie me!?"
The gigantic woman looked around briefly. Her colleague had long been outside taking the personal details.
"Never mind, the girl is enough as evidence!" the officer winked at the impaled mini-woman without expecting any real reaction.
Suddenly Lexy was gripped by the huge woman's hand. A feeling of relief spread through her guts as the deep-seated rods withdrew from her.
"You're already perfectly tied up!" the huge woman reached for the tape on Lexy's face. But even when her little mouth was finally free again, she didn't manage to utter a single word!
"With your curves, that must feel wonderful!" Lexy didn't understand what the huge woman meant.
But then the special forces officer suddenly pulled her waistband forward. Things were going downhill for Lexy!
"Watch out! It might be a bit scratchy! I had no idea I'd have another guest visiting today!" the giantess winked at her.
When Lexy looked down and looked directly at the shorn pubic hair of the gigantic woman, she suddenly realized what was going on here!
Just a moment later, the shrunken 34-year-old found herself in the stranger's intimate zone!
The officer didn't do things by halves! With two fingers she spread her tight, bulging labia and pressed the small, plump body of the mini woman right between them. Lexy was immediately enveloped by two very warm, slippery walls of flesh. She couldn't believe what was happening to her!
Everything around her smelled of urine! This woman had clearly been walking around unwashed for several hours!
The tips of Lexy's feet brushed against the giant woman's wrinkled anus. With her arms tied, the small, living dildo substitute could do nothing but stare in horror at the pink clitoris right in front of her face. And no sooner had the giantess pulled her hand out of her panties than Lexy's face was pressed into the fleshy ball of goo.
An almost unbearable, steaming heat from the scent of vagina took Lexy's breath away. With every step the giant woman took, one of the two vaginal walls squeezed firmly along Lexy's entire body. When the huge clitoris wasn't sliding over her already battered face, it was bouncing in like a rubber ball. It was an ordeal from hell!
God knows it wasn't the 34-year-old's first encounter with a strange female genitalia. In the past few months, Lexy has often had to have lesbian sessions with other women and girls who have been shrinknapped. But this sheer size of a vagina was another dimension!!!
Suddenly the pressure on the 34-year-old increased enormously. Her small feet inevitably plunged into the wrinkled anus while the giant clit now pressed permanently into her face. Unfortunately for Lexy, nothing changed in this unspeakable situation for quite some time. The officer sat down in the car and enjoyed the feeling of the shrunken mini-woman in her vaginal prison.
Just a few slight movements on the seat were enough for Lexy's big tits and knees to stimulate the insides of her labia. The little face rubbing over her clit did the rest!
At first Lexy was only creamed by an even stronger smelling, steaming secretion. But within a few minutes, the giantess completely soaked her little pussy guest! Lexy felt like a wrapped up oil sardine!!!
The officer, who was excited to tears, had trouble not immediately grabbing her panties and sinking the small, slippery miniature woman deep into her fuck hole!
She was all the more looking forward to the long evening hours with her new sex slave.
"I'm so hot, I hope I don't break the little tit mouse in half the first fuck!", she thought as she pressed her clit into the little face with even more pressure.
Lexy had no idea what was in store for her in the future.
***
"I hope you can hold your breath for a long time little titty mouse!!!" the huge woman only half moaned as she lay on her bed looking down at the miniaturized sex slave between her legs.
Lexy's arms were tied behind her back in the huge hand of her new "owner". She was covered in slimy pussy substance from top to bottom as a result of rubbing her monstrous labia for what felt like an eternity.
When Lexy was brought into a horizontal position and two huge fingers revealed the giant's monstrous pink and deep black fuck hole, her panic rose to the maximum! All at once her head had passed the "entrance" and Lexy felt her shoulders pushing apart the relatively soft, rubbery vaginal walls.
The shrunken mini wasn't quite up to her belly button in the slippery cave of flesh before she was already heading back towards the exit. Lexy was just getting some light again when she was pushed into the oversized pussy again with full thrust.
This time the helplessly bound woman was up to her ass in the giantess's cunt. The deeper Lexy penetrated, the wetter and tighter it became.
She was jerked back again. But Lexy didn't even see the light before it was pushed deep inside again just as abruptly. Just her ankles and small feet protruded from the gigantic sheath. Lexy's shoulders were now squeezed tightly by the fleshy walls. Her face, also tightly squeezed, felt like it had been dipped into a sticky bucket of slime!
But the feeling didn't last long, because from then on it went forwards and backwards through the gigantic fuck pit.
Only very rarely did the mini-woman go completely outside the giant pussy. But only to be pushed in again at full thrust right up to the end!
The speed increased and the friction became more and more violent. Lexy's head went crazy with the centrifugal forces!
All at once, the shrunken woman was pulled completely out of the huge fuck hole. Totally dizzy, she saw a gigantic hand rubbing the upper end of the giant cunt violently. Accompanied by a loud roar, Lexy was suddenly hit by a massive gush of female ejaculate!
The showered mini-woman didn’t even get to process it all, because she was literally hammered into the open fuck hole again!!!
There were only a few impacts but they were HEAVY!
Lexy was pulled back into the light and was sprayed all over again. But instead of being dipped in again, the maltreated mini was only pressed against the outside of the soaking wet, quivering pussy. The little woman felt the heavy breathing of her, apparently, NEW OWNER.
Was this really what her future was going to look like?!...
[Since in most cases I only write down my first impressions, don’t be afraid and feel free to add chapters to ALL my stories if you want to.
Everything I publish is for the public and can be changed as you like and published again everywhere as long as the content is allowed there, no matter if it is my original or the edited one.]
Shrinknapping (VERY EXPLICIT, normal teenage boy and SW, plus F/f).
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Shrinknapping (VERY EXPLICIT, normal teenage boy and SW, plus F/f).
I don't like playing with dolls,
I like to play with little woman!!
I like to play with little woman!!
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Re: Shrinknapping (VERY EXPLICIT, normal teenage boy and SW, plus F/f).
Nice I hope for a part 2 of the officer home even if the officer has siblings or children
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Re: Shrinknapping (VERY EXPLICIT, normal teenage boy and SW, plus F/f).
Amazing story and delightful details and vivid creative descriptions! Can't wait for the next installment
The opening scene, getting picked out, is so fun! I could see that happening to my wife.
The opening scene, getting picked out, is so fun! I could see that happening to my wife.
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Re: Shrinknapping (VERY EXPLICIT, normal teenage boy and SW, plus F/f).
Your "explicitness" was terrific!
I am looking forward to the next chapter, thanks a lot!
I am looking forward to the next chapter, thanks a lot!
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Re: Shrinknapping (VERY EXPLICIT, normal teenage boy and SW, plus F/f).
Many thanks for the great comments!
Part 2 is unfortunately not currently planned. Maybe someday or someone else will make a sequel.
Part 2 is unfortunately not currently planned. Maybe someday or someone else will make a sequel.
I don't like playing with dolls,
I like to play with little woman!!
I like to play with little woman!!
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Re: Shrinknapping (VERY EXPLICIT, normal teenage boy and SW, plus F/f).
Once again I loved that story of yours . I really enjoyed the first part
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Re: Shrinknapping (VERY EXPLICIT, normal teenage boy and SW, plus F/f).
Oh yes, I do hope there will me more! 

"The strong do what they can and the weak suffer what they must."
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Re: Shrinknapping (VERY EXPLICIT, normal teenage boy and SW, plus F/f).
What would people want in a sequel? Also, I modified the grammar and word choice on this one as well cause I liked it:
"I want that one!" a young boy's voice cut through the stillness of the beach, a few paces behind her.
"Are you sure?" came an older, male voice, its tone low and amused. "Though, looking closer, I guess she is a bit of a looker."
Lexy, standing at the edge of the calm, light blue sea, couldn't see anyone in the immediate vicinity, but the words sent a chill through her. She turned, curiosity and irritation gnawing at her. What the hell were they talking about so openly?
Just a few steps away, she spotted a man in his forties and what appeared to be his teenage son. Both of them were staring directly at her, and Lexy immediately felt the weight of their gaze like a physical thing.
"Ahh, I see!" the man grinned, his voice thick with something she didn’t like, "Good eye, Tom!"
Lexy felt a flash of anger as the older man’s eyes shamelessly traced the curves of her body. His son wasn’t any better. She could practically feel the heat of his gaze, greedy and invasive, as it lingered over her bikini-clad form.
The older man turned to his son with an almost smug satisfaction. "It’s your birthday," he said casually, as though it were the most natural thing in the world. "If you like her, there’s plenty of her to go around." His words felt like a slow, deliberate violation.
Lexy’s blood boiled. Her stomach twisted in disgust, her fists clenching at her sides. She was about to unleash a torrent of words, her voice shaking with fury—until the older man pulled something from his belt.
The object glinted in the sunlight, but Lexy didn’t recognize it at first. It looked like some sort of strange weapon, its barrel sleek and metallic. Before she could make sense of it, the man aimed it at her, a wicked smirk on his face.
The shot rang out, and instantly, Lexy was struck by an invisible force. A wave slammed into her, catching her off guard, the water pulling her down with terrifying force. The current was fierce, knocking her off her feet, and Lexy struggled to stay upright, her body fighting the overwhelming pressure of the water. Her heart raced as she scrambled for balance, coughing, choking on saltwater, and barely managing not to sink.
Then, as she wiped water from her eyes and tried to regain her footing, everything around her seemed to shift—grow. She blinked, disoriented, but it was no illusion. The world was becoming massive. The trees lining the beach, once mere silhouettes in the distance, now loomed like towering giants. The sand beneath her feet felt different—colder, more expansive.
Panic surged through her chest, her breathing quick and shallow. She tried to move, to escape, but her legs felt sluggish, unresponsive. And then, a shadow fell over her—a gargantuan shape that blocked out the sky.
When she looked up, the faces of the two strangers were now huge. They seemed like towering cliffs before her, their eyes gleaming with predatory amusement. The older man stood to her left, a grin still plastered across his face, but the boy—the boy was massive now, his face twisted with something between curiosity and delight.
Before she could react, the boy, who had been no taller than her a moment ago, reached down and scooped her up in his hand as though she were nothing more than a doll. Lexy’s stomach dropped violently as she was yanked into the air, the world spinning wildly beneath her.
She opened her mouth to scream, but the air felt thick in her throat. Her arms were trapped in the boy's colossal hand, her body held in a way that made her feel like a helpless insect. Her mind raced as the reality of her situation hit her like a wave: she had just been shrinknapped.
The world was a sprawling, alien landscape, and she was at the mercy of these two monsters. She looked frantically around for help, but the nearest people were so far away now, they seemed like mere dots on the horizon, unreachable. Her heart pounded in her chest, and every movement of the giant hand that held her made her stomach flip in terror.
She could see their faces now, larger than life, staring down at her like she was some sort of plaything. The boy’s smile was wide and full of malicious glee, while his father’s gaze lingered on her, calculating, almost amused by her panic.
This was only the beginning, she realized. There was no escape.
A sharp, intrusive grip on her left breast snapped Lexy’s attention forward. Her heart pounded as fear surged through her. Before she could react, the young giant’s rough fingers yanked at her bikini top, pulling it off with a sudden, forceful motion. Her breast popped free, exposed to the air, the soaked fabric left dangling uselessly from her shoulder.
The boy’s fingers dug into the soft flesh of her exposed breast, squeezing it painfully with a greedy, possessive grip. Lexy gasped, her body involuntarily recoiling from the sharp discomfort, but she couldn’t break free. Her nipple, now hard and vulnerable, stood out as his fingers pressed in harder, tugging at the sensitive skin.
Behind her, the father’s deep voice rumbled with satisfaction. "I see you can hardly wait," he grinned, the sound of his voice sending a chill through her. "Alright then, go a few steps into the sea. Make it quick... but with your back to the beach. We wouldn’t want everyone to see everything."
Before Lexy could fully process what the massive man meant, she was already being pulled into the open sea. With each step, the pressure on her body intensified, her heart pounding in her chest. The man’s giant hand gripped her bikini top and yanked it forward, the fabric ripping painfully across her back. He tore it off completely, tossing it carelessly into the waves like it was nothing more than an annoying scrap of cloth.
The boy's eyes gleamed with excitement as he stared down at Lexy’s exposed breasts. “Oh man! We’re going to have so much fun!” he grinned, and before she could even react, he leaned in and ran his massive tongue across her sensitive skin, licking her breasts with a slow, wet motion.
A surge of panic shot through Lexy’s body. This was worse than anything she had imagined. He couldn’t possibly… The thought barely had time to form before the boy took a few more strides deeper into the sea.
Suddenly, the massive fingers that had been gripping her hips loosened. Before she could even process the change, the boy’s other hand shot out, grabbing the waistband of her bikini panties. The fabric tore away effortlessly, and within moments, Lexy was completely exposed, her body shuddering with humiliation and resistance as the last of her clothing was discarded.
"Ohh, a little bush!" the boy grinned with amusement.
Lexy gasped as she felt a giant finger press between her thighs. Her body tensed, but there was no escaping the pressure—her trained muscles couldn’t withstand the force. In an instant, the boy’s finger found its way to her most sensitive area, pushing in with relentless force, parting her flesh in ways that made her stomach churn with discomfort.
The roughness of the intrusion was overwhelming. A sharp, painful sensation spread through her as his finger forced its way deeper, tearing at her skin. She clenched her jaw, every nerve screaming in protest as the boy’s massive finger continued its brutal assault.
The young man’s attempts to push past her defenses were met with resistance. Despite his persistent efforts, his finger couldn’t penetrate the tight space between her thighs. Instead, each push only caused her labia to stretch and pull against his fingertip. Lexy’s body reacted involuntarily, a sharp twinge of pain shooting through her as the boy’s frustration mounted.
Finally, he stopped his attempts, and Lexy was roughly shifted downward. Her body was forced closer to the giant’s waist, and as she came to a halt, she found herself facing the front of his swimming trunks. She watched in horror as the boy's other hand gripped the waistband and yanked it down with a slow, deliberate motion.
A feeling of cold dread washed over her as the gigantic cock loomed before her, pointing at her like a monstrous, threatening presence. Even for his youth, the size of it was impossible to ignore, and Lexy felt a new wave of terror tighten in her chest.
Lexy’s eyes locked onto the massive glans that loomed in front of her, more than half exposed. A wave of disbelief crashed over her. Please let this just be a nightmare! she thought frantically. This isn’t really happening, is it? But before she could process the thought, her face was forced into the fleshy, monstrous head.
She tried to pull back, to escape the suffocating proximity, but the pressure on the back of her head increased, a giant finger pressing her deeper into the slick, throbbing surface. The sensation was overwhelming. Slimy moisture spread over her lips, then across her face, as she was smothered by the disgusting weight of the massive organ.
Desperation surged through Lexy as she gasped for air, her lungs filling with the rancid, suffocating scent of urine. Her entire naked body was crushed against the immense, unyielding shaft, her skin pressed against it in a way that left her feeling utterly powerless, trapped in the unrelenting grip of her captors.
Lexy’s body felt completely beyond her control. The boy, driven by his lust, wrapped her tiny arms and legs around his massive cock, pressing her helpless form against the hard underside of his shaft. The realization of her complete powerlessness hit her like a wave of horror.
There was no buildup, no easing into it. The boy’s movements were aggressive and unrelenting, using her body as his personal toy. She was crushed against him with such force that Lexy feared her ribs might snap under the pressure.
But that wasn’t the worst of it. His other hand held her head in place, preventing any movement that might shield her from the brutal force of his actions. The whiplash of her tiny body bouncing against him was so violent that she could feel her neck straining. Every motion was like an assault, and the friction built up painfully with every harsh thrust. Within moments, her skin burned with heat, her body flushed bright red from the strain.
Her breasts were squeezed violently, more intensely than anything she had ever felt, even in the most invasive medical exams. They stretched under the weight, the agony intensifying as the boy continued his relentless movements.
Lexy’s mind was completely shattered, each moment stretching into an eternity of agony. She wished for the torment to end so desperately that, in that instant, she would have welcomed death itself. But instead, everything came to a halt.
Before she could regain any semblance of control, her face was violently pressed back into the slimy glans, the sensation of suffocation overwhelming her. The boy grunted loudly, a raw, guttural sound that resonated deep within her.
Then, without warning, a violent surge of cum flooded her throat with such force that it felt like it could burst from her tiny body. It shot directly into her stomach, pushing its way down with brutal pressure. The sensation was so intense that it felt like her stomach would burst. The next wave followed immediately, as if her body was forced to accept an endless flood of hot, sticky liquid.
She could feel it pooling in her stomach, the pressure almost unbearable, and the only relief was the slight easing of the pressure at the back of her head when the boy finally stopped. But even as her stomach felt impossibly full, the thought of wanting to die flickered through her mind once more.
No sooner had Lexy pulled her head away from the slimy, suffocating slit than another violent jet of cum shot out, splashing across her face. She barely had time to react before the boy pulled her away, only to shoot two more loads onto her chest, completely coating her.
Lexy’s body was in a state of utter disarray. Every inch of her ached, the pain overwhelming. But the worst part was the bloated sensation in her stomach, which felt on the verge of bursting. Panicked, she saw a real bulge in her midsection from the cum that had filled her. Before she could even process it, a giant finger appeared, pressing down hard on the bulge.
The boy, enjoying himself, began squeezing her stomach flat again, causing Lexy to convulse in agony. The pressure sent the contents of her stomach shooting out of her mouth in a high arc. Her throat burned, and she thought for a moment that her insides might tear apart from the strain.
Another brutal push from the young giant sent her collapsing in his hand, the pressure in her body unbearable. Sperm continued to leak from her mouth, leaving her unable to do anything but gasp for air.
All she could hear in that moment was the boy’s malicious laughter, a sound that seemed to echo in her mind as she crumpled in his grip.
Not long after, a violent rush of water hit Lexy, rousing her from her daze. The water flushed much of the cum from her body, but there was still a grim reminder of what had happened.
She could feel herself being moved again, this time back toward the beach. Completely naked and still in the grip of the enormous boy, Lexy clung to the faint hope that maybe, just maybe, she would see someone—anyone—who could help her, someone from her family, or another human being who might notice her plight.
When they finally returned to the shore, the boy’s father greeted them with a wide grin. "Was it fun?" he asked, his voice dripping with satisfaction.
The boy nodded, sheepish yet still grinning, unable to hide his pleasure. His father laughed, eyeing Lexy’s barely recognizable form, the remnants of his son's "load" smeared across her body.
"Better pack up your little darling before we head home," the man said with a cruel chuckle. "Don’t let her draw any attention while we’re out here."
Junior grinned down at Lexy. "You two already know each other!"
It took a moment for Lexy to fully process what he meant, but when he pulled his waistband forward again, her panic skyrocketed.
As if it were completely normal, the boy stuffed her, the tiny, shrunken woman, into his tight shorts, pressing her up against his hard cock. He adjusted her position slightly before snapping the waistband shut, trapping her there.
Lexy found herself surrounded by cold, damp fabric, a suffocating smell of stale urine filling the air. She was pressed tightly against the fleshy monster, still not entirely free of remnants from before. She had no freedom of movement, her body completely restrained. Every step the boy took sent her bouncing violently, crushed against the enormous cock. The constant nausea was overwhelming, and the bruises covering her body ached with each jolt.
It felt like an eternity before the violent shaking finally stopped. The suffocating fabric prison opened, her face pressed against the filthy glans. A giant hand reached in, grabbed Lexy, and pulled her out.
Lexy’s naked body was coated in sweat and remnants of the boy’s earlier assault. She quickly realized they were in a large car. When the engine roared to life and the car started moving, her hope of being rescued—of seeing her family again—faded completely.
Throughout the long ride, the man’s hands roamed over every inch of Lexy’s shrunken, vulnerable body, groping and kneading her with cruel intent. But it was when the boy, Tom, pressed her legs against her upper body and spread her buttocks that the situation worsened.
He attempted once again to force himself into one of her tiny openings, but when his painful efforts failed, the young man reached for his headphones, seemingly uninterested in her continued suffering.
"That should fit! Or maybe not, little one?" Tom held the jack plug directly in front of Lexy's face.
Before she could react, the cold tip of the metal plug pressed against her vulnerable rear. Panic surged through her, but she knew it was happening, whether she was ready or not.
With no choice, Lexy attempted to relax her body, trying to ease the painful intrusion despite her cramped position.
But Tom, still completely inexperienced at his young age, didn’t hesitate for long. He immediately pressed the long plug all the way into his little doll with a slight twisting motion.
Lexy’s scream broke through the air as the cold metal invaded her body. The pain was excruciating, far beyond anything she’d ever known, and her whole body trembled violently as she struggled to cope with the intrusion.
The father glanced down at Lexy while keeping his focus on the road. He smirked at the sight of the plug still hanging out. "Where’d you put it?"
"In her little asshole," his son chuckled. "Fit just fine."
"Be more careful next time," his father warned. "Unless you want your toy to break. Internal injuries don’t heal well."
Toys that break? What kind of hell had she fallen into?
Although he kept fondling her, the boy left the plug in Lexy's little asshole until they finally got home.
***
Over the next few days, Lexy was trained by her young owner. Her body was covered in bruises. He enjoyed her defiant nature—it gave him endless reasons to punish her.
Beyond the relentless, violent rapes she endured daily, one of her most frequent punishments was the brutal spanking of her little bottom. The pain was searing, but it was never enough to satisfy him.
Time and again, he tied her up and let thick drops of hot candle wax splatter against her skin until she swore it would peel off. But that was nothing compared to when he let the wax drip into her spread holes, filling her insides with molten agony. When it cooled, pulling it from her tight pussy and sticky little asshole was a fresh torment every time.
But the real highlight was the small electric stick, its round end made for her tiny orifices. And he used all three.
Lexy didn’t know which was worse. The shocks in her mouth left her gasping, sure her teeth would shatter before she blacked out. The deep, brutal intrusion into her ass was its own kind of hell, and when the electricity surged, it felt like her guts were on fire. But nothing compared to the agony when he pressed it deep into her pussy. After the first time, she was convinced she’d never bear children—not that she ever wanted to. With each passing day, she lost more hope of ever escaping.
Her so-called training didn’t stop there. The 23-year-old’s "pee-boarding," as her tormentor laughingly called it, pushed her even further.
On the fifth day, when she still refused to clean the cum off his giant cock with her little tongue, he shoved her into a cup and placed a heavy, coarse sieve over the top. Trapped, she could only stare up in horror as his cock loomed above her.
Then the stream started.
Warm, stinking piss foamed as it poured in, rising up her body in seconds. He paused just before it reached her mouth, grinning as he warned her never to disobey him again. Then he filled the cup to the brim.
Lexy thrashed, shoving against the heavy grate, but she was too small, too weak. The reeking liquid sloshed around her, and she could only manage desperate, tiny gulps of air through the thick bars, always sucking in a little piss along with it.
Her owner watched with delight as she flailed, loving the sight of her little arms splashing helplessly, her mouth gasping and slurping for breath. He let it drag on, savoring her struggle for nearly ten minutes before finally dumping her and his piss into the sink.
Much longer, and she would’ve drowned—just another broken toy floating in his filth.
Since that day, the 23-year-old woman had fully submitted to her master. Tom had no trouble making "Bug," as he now called Lexy, obey his every command.
She was expected to kneel at all times, thighs spread wide, hands locked behind her back.
When he lounged in bed, he often placed Bug between his legs, her thin, metal-ringed leash making it easy to control her from a distance. A simple tug pulled her against his balls to massage them, or dragged her directly onto his cock.
One of the most humiliating moments for her was when he made her crawl up his body, her tiny hands pressing against his chest as she climbed toward his face—only to be yanked down onto his mouth by the leash. Forced to stand with her little feet at the corners of his lips, hands braced against his nose, she had no way to escape as his tongue invaded her exposed, dripping slit and toyed with her soft, dangling tits.
Soon enough, he'd devour her whole ass with his mouth, sucking her deep and leaving her gasping.
Sleep was a rare luxury for the shrunken 23-year-old. Most nights, Tom stuffed her into his boxers before going to bed. The hot, stifling air was bad enough, but every movement jostled her violently, crushing her between the fabric and his skin. Sometimes, he squeezed her in place for what felt like hours.
And before she could even think about resting, she had a job to do. Every night, she licked his cock until he drifted off. Every morning, she did the same before he even got out of bed.
The most "pleasant" moments were when her master lay on his stomach, lazily reading, using Bug’s tiny feet as his personal chew toys. His tongue curled around her toes, sucking and licking, treating them like a distraction while he relaxed. But even those moments often ended the same way—his arousal taking over, his cock pressing against her, and a thick load of cum splattering across her tiny body and down her throat.
When not in use, Tom had a special "waiting area" set up just for her.
It was a raised platform, almost like a cup, but in the center stood a sturdy pole with two tapered ends—one long, one short. The longer tip stretched her little asshole, while the shorter one filled her tight pussy. That was where the 23-year-old remained whenever her master wasn’t actively using her.
The platform was just high enough that she could barely keep her feet on the surface, forced to balance with a slight, aching pressure inside her. The crossbar beneath her perineum offered a cruel kind of support, easing the strain just enough to keep her from going numb.
Escape was impossible—the rods held her too deep. The front pressed against her cervix, a constant reminder of her position, while the anal rod impaled her so thoroughly it left her back perfectly arched.
Even her most basic needs were dictated by him. Going to the toilet—if squatting on a dish in front of her master could even be called that—only happened on his command. The same went for food, though more often than not, several thick loads of his cum were all she was given to swallow.
***
Lexy had endured this hell for almost three months. She wasn’t the only one—every so often, Tom’s father brought home another captive, though they never stayed long. He had his own twisted games, and once he was done, the women were passed along, their time here nothing more than a brutal initiation into a worse fate.
But this time, he had been careless. Someone had seen him take his latest victim, had watched as he shrank her down and carried her away. And they had reported it.
Just before the doorbell rang, Lexy—once again standing with her tiny feet at the corners of Tom’s mouth, his tongue devouring her—heard the chaos from the other room. The new girl’s screams had been echoing for a while, but she had long since learned to block them out. She had her own suffering to endure. Her young master was particularly rough today, leaving fresh bite marks along her thighs and the curve of her ass, his tongue thrusting deep, over and over, until she could barely hold herself up.
Then came the pounding at the door.
Lexy barely registered the muffled voices over the slick, relentless assault of his tongue. Since her capture, only buyers had ever come to this house—screaming for help wasn’t worth the punishment. But this time, something was different.
A crash. Raised voices. A sharp command.
Tom froze. Then, moving fast, he grabbed his little toy and shoved her onto the waiting platform, impaling her in one swift motion. Lexy gasped, the sudden, brutal intrusion forcing her to arch, her insides stretching around the unforgiving lengths. Tape was ripped from a roll, pressed over her mouth, binding her arms.
The door burst open.
A man and a woman stormed inside, weapons drawn. The female officer barely glanced at Lexy before locking eyes on Tom. Her badge flashed.
"You're coming with us."
Lexy couldn't believe it—her hell was finally coming to an end.
When the woman spotted her, she crouched down, studying the tiny captive with a smirk. "Well, what do we have here? Pretty little thing," she murmured, her thick leather uniform creaking as she moved. "Guess we’ll take you with us—maybe we need an extra piece of evidence."
Piece of evidence?! The words shot through Lexy’s gagged mind. I'm a fucking person!!!
But instead of freeing her from the deep-seated rods, the towering woman simply gripped the base of the platform and lifted it—Lexy still impaled. The motion sent a sharp jolt through her tiny body, the brutal intrusion keeping her painfully in place.
"Really a nice setup," the woman mused, her gaze sweeping over the rods stretching the shrunken captive. "Gotta say, the boy has good taste." She reached out, fingers grazing one of Lexy’s hanging tits, giving it a firm squeeze.
Lexy’s stomach twisted in horror. What the hell is she doing? Why isn’t she untying me?!
The officer barely seemed to notice her panic. She glanced toward the doorway—her partner was still outside, busy logging details.
"Never mind, she’ll be enough for evidence," the woman murmured, flashing Lexy a wink, though she clearly wasn’t expecting a response.
Then, without warning, a massive hand wrapped around Lexy’s waist. Relief flooded her insides as the deep rods finally withdrew, leaving her trembling and sore.
"You’re already perfectly restrained," the woman mused, peeling the tape from Lexy’s lips. But even with her mouth free, no words came—her body was too overwhelmed, her mind still reeling.
"With curves like these," the officer murmured, "I bet you feel absolutely divine."
Lexy barely had time to react before the officer yanked at her waistband, pulling it forward just enough to expose herself.
"Careful now," the giantess smirked, "it might be a little scratchy—I wasn’t expecting company today." She winked down at her captive.
Lexy’s stomach dropped. She glanced downward, and the sight of the woman’s bare skin made her realize exactly what was about to happen.
Before she could even struggle, strong fingers spread open the thick folds of flesh, pressing Lexy directly between them. A suffocating heat swallowed her whole as slick, pulsing walls molded around her tiny form, locking her in place. The officer let her waistband snap back into place, sealing Lexy in the oppressive, humid space.
The scent was overwhelming—raw, pungent, inescapable. Her bound arms left her utterly powerless as the pressure from every slight movement forced her deeper. Her feet brushed against the puckered ring of muscle behind her, sending a shudder through her entire body.
The officer shifted her stance, and the motion ground Lexy’s face directly against the slick, swollen clit in front of her. Each step sent fresh waves of friction rolling over her, the relentless pressure smothering her completely. Every movement made her feel the pulsing heat, the flexing muscles surrounding her, the overpowering control the giantess had over her. It was a nightmare she couldn’t escape.
Lexy had been forced into situations like this before—over the past few months, she’d been shoved into countless degrading encounters with other women who had been shrinknapped. But the sheer size difference this time was beyond anything she’d ever endured.
The pressure around her suddenly increased. Her small feet pressed into the tight, wrinkled ring behind her, while the swollen clit now ground relentlessly against her face. Trapped in the unbearable heat and slickness, she could do nothing but endure as the officer settled into her seat, shifting just enough to make Lexy’s knees and chest drag against the pulsing inner walls. Each subtle movement forced her deeper into the overwhelming flesh, the suffocating heat sealing her in completely.
At first, the only change was the thickening of the dampness surrounding her, the musky scent intensifying as fresh waves of slickness coated her entire body. But within minutes, Lexy was utterly drenched, feeling like she’d been dunked in a vat of molten oil.
The officer let out a low sigh, her arousal undeniable as she clenched around her captive. It took effort not to reach down her panties and shove the miniature woman even deeper.
She was looking forward to the long hours at home with her new sex slave.
God, this is so hot. I hope I don't break this little titty mouse in half the first time I use her, she thought as she simply enjoyed the sensation, grinding her clit against Lexy’s trapped face with lazy satisfaction.
As the pressure mounted, Lexy had no way of knowing what the night ahead would bring—but judging by the way the officer trembled with excitement, she knew her suffering was far from over.
***
"I hope you can hold your breath, little titty mouse," the massive woman half-moaned, sprawled out on her bed, smirking down at the miniaturized plaything trapped between her thighs.
Lexy’s arms were pinned behind her back, locked in the giant’s crushing grip. She was drenched—her tiny body slick with thick, musky juices, her skin glistening from the endless torture of grinding against swollen, dripping lips.
Then, with a slow shift of fingers, Lexy was turned horizontal. Two massive digits spread the glistening pink-and-black slit, peeling open the throbbing entrance before her. The heat pouring from within made her dizzy. Her heart slammed against her ribs.
She barely had time to scream before her head was shoved inside, her shoulders forcing the slick, rubbery walls apart. The pussy clenched around her instinctively, sucking her deeper, the wet heat swallowing her inch by inch until her waist disappeared into the pulsing cavern.
Just as suddenly, she was yanked back—gasping, dripping, barely getting a glimpse of the world outside before she was rammed back in with a full, merciless thrust.
Lexy was buried up to her ass in the giantess’s cunt, the slick walls squeezing tighter the deeper she was forced in. Heat and wetness swallowed her, the sticky depths clenching around her like a hungry mouth.
Then—jerked back. But before she could even see the light, she was slammed inside again, just as fast, just as merciless. Only her tiny ankles and feet stuck out, twitching helplessly from the gaping slit. The fleshy tunnel gripped her shoulders, her entire body smothered in thick, musky slime.
And then it began.
A relentless, merciless rhythm.
In. Out. Over and over.
The shrunken woman was only pulled free on rare, teasing occasions—just enough to gasp for air—before she was rammed back to the hilt. Harder. Faster. The friction building, the pressure growing unbearable. Her head spun, her senses overloaded as the giant’s pleasure took over completely.
And then—Lexy was yanked out completely. Dizzy, dripping, barely able to process what was happening as a massive hand slammed against the giantess’s clit, rubbing with violent intensity. A guttural roar shook the air, and before Lexy could even react—
A flood.
A hot, sticky wave of female cum exploded from the quivering fuck hole, drenching her in an instant. She barely had time to choke before—
SLAM.
She was hammered back inside.
The thrusts were fewer now, but brutal—each one an earth-shattering impact, her tiny body used as nothing more than a toy to wring out every last drop of orgasmic bliss.
Then, just as suddenly, she was pulled free again—only to be pinned against the pulsing, drenched slit, her tiny body smeared against the trembling folds. Heavy, shuddering breaths filled the air.
Lexy lay there, soaked and panting, feeling the full weight of what had just happened.
Was this really her new life?
"I want that one!" a young boy's voice cut through the stillness of the beach, a few paces behind her.
"Are you sure?" came an older, male voice, its tone low and amused. "Though, looking closer, I guess she is a bit of a looker."
Lexy, standing at the edge of the calm, light blue sea, couldn't see anyone in the immediate vicinity, but the words sent a chill through her. She turned, curiosity and irritation gnawing at her. What the hell were they talking about so openly?
Just a few steps away, she spotted a man in his forties and what appeared to be his teenage son. Both of them were staring directly at her, and Lexy immediately felt the weight of their gaze like a physical thing.
"Ahh, I see!" the man grinned, his voice thick with something she didn’t like, "Good eye, Tom!"
Lexy felt a flash of anger as the older man’s eyes shamelessly traced the curves of her body. His son wasn’t any better. She could practically feel the heat of his gaze, greedy and invasive, as it lingered over her bikini-clad form.
The older man turned to his son with an almost smug satisfaction. "It’s your birthday," he said casually, as though it were the most natural thing in the world. "If you like her, there’s plenty of her to go around." His words felt like a slow, deliberate violation.
Lexy’s blood boiled. Her stomach twisted in disgust, her fists clenching at her sides. She was about to unleash a torrent of words, her voice shaking with fury—until the older man pulled something from his belt.
The object glinted in the sunlight, but Lexy didn’t recognize it at first. It looked like some sort of strange weapon, its barrel sleek and metallic. Before she could make sense of it, the man aimed it at her, a wicked smirk on his face.
The shot rang out, and instantly, Lexy was struck by an invisible force. A wave slammed into her, catching her off guard, the water pulling her down with terrifying force. The current was fierce, knocking her off her feet, and Lexy struggled to stay upright, her body fighting the overwhelming pressure of the water. Her heart raced as she scrambled for balance, coughing, choking on saltwater, and barely managing not to sink.
Then, as she wiped water from her eyes and tried to regain her footing, everything around her seemed to shift—grow. She blinked, disoriented, but it was no illusion. The world was becoming massive. The trees lining the beach, once mere silhouettes in the distance, now loomed like towering giants. The sand beneath her feet felt different—colder, more expansive.
Panic surged through her chest, her breathing quick and shallow. She tried to move, to escape, but her legs felt sluggish, unresponsive. And then, a shadow fell over her—a gargantuan shape that blocked out the sky.
When she looked up, the faces of the two strangers were now huge. They seemed like towering cliffs before her, their eyes gleaming with predatory amusement. The older man stood to her left, a grin still plastered across his face, but the boy—the boy was massive now, his face twisted with something between curiosity and delight.
Before she could react, the boy, who had been no taller than her a moment ago, reached down and scooped her up in his hand as though she were nothing more than a doll. Lexy’s stomach dropped violently as she was yanked into the air, the world spinning wildly beneath her.
She opened her mouth to scream, but the air felt thick in her throat. Her arms were trapped in the boy's colossal hand, her body held in a way that made her feel like a helpless insect. Her mind raced as the reality of her situation hit her like a wave: she had just been shrinknapped.
The world was a sprawling, alien landscape, and she was at the mercy of these two monsters. She looked frantically around for help, but the nearest people were so far away now, they seemed like mere dots on the horizon, unreachable. Her heart pounded in her chest, and every movement of the giant hand that held her made her stomach flip in terror.
She could see their faces now, larger than life, staring down at her like she was some sort of plaything. The boy’s smile was wide and full of malicious glee, while his father’s gaze lingered on her, calculating, almost amused by her panic.
This was only the beginning, she realized. There was no escape.
A sharp, intrusive grip on her left breast snapped Lexy’s attention forward. Her heart pounded as fear surged through her. Before she could react, the young giant’s rough fingers yanked at her bikini top, pulling it off with a sudden, forceful motion. Her breast popped free, exposed to the air, the soaked fabric left dangling uselessly from her shoulder.
The boy’s fingers dug into the soft flesh of her exposed breast, squeezing it painfully with a greedy, possessive grip. Lexy gasped, her body involuntarily recoiling from the sharp discomfort, but she couldn’t break free. Her nipple, now hard and vulnerable, stood out as his fingers pressed in harder, tugging at the sensitive skin.
Behind her, the father’s deep voice rumbled with satisfaction. "I see you can hardly wait," he grinned, the sound of his voice sending a chill through her. "Alright then, go a few steps into the sea. Make it quick... but with your back to the beach. We wouldn’t want everyone to see everything."
Before Lexy could fully process what the massive man meant, she was already being pulled into the open sea. With each step, the pressure on her body intensified, her heart pounding in her chest. The man’s giant hand gripped her bikini top and yanked it forward, the fabric ripping painfully across her back. He tore it off completely, tossing it carelessly into the waves like it was nothing more than an annoying scrap of cloth.
The boy's eyes gleamed with excitement as he stared down at Lexy’s exposed breasts. “Oh man! We’re going to have so much fun!” he grinned, and before she could even react, he leaned in and ran his massive tongue across her sensitive skin, licking her breasts with a slow, wet motion.
A surge of panic shot through Lexy’s body. This was worse than anything she had imagined. He couldn’t possibly… The thought barely had time to form before the boy took a few more strides deeper into the sea.
Suddenly, the massive fingers that had been gripping her hips loosened. Before she could even process the change, the boy’s other hand shot out, grabbing the waistband of her bikini panties. The fabric tore away effortlessly, and within moments, Lexy was completely exposed, her body shuddering with humiliation and resistance as the last of her clothing was discarded.
"Ohh, a little bush!" the boy grinned with amusement.
Lexy gasped as she felt a giant finger press between her thighs. Her body tensed, but there was no escaping the pressure—her trained muscles couldn’t withstand the force. In an instant, the boy’s finger found its way to her most sensitive area, pushing in with relentless force, parting her flesh in ways that made her stomach churn with discomfort.
The roughness of the intrusion was overwhelming. A sharp, painful sensation spread through her as his finger forced its way deeper, tearing at her skin. She clenched her jaw, every nerve screaming in protest as the boy’s massive finger continued its brutal assault.
The young man’s attempts to push past her defenses were met with resistance. Despite his persistent efforts, his finger couldn’t penetrate the tight space between her thighs. Instead, each push only caused her labia to stretch and pull against his fingertip. Lexy’s body reacted involuntarily, a sharp twinge of pain shooting through her as the boy’s frustration mounted.
Finally, he stopped his attempts, and Lexy was roughly shifted downward. Her body was forced closer to the giant’s waist, and as she came to a halt, she found herself facing the front of his swimming trunks. She watched in horror as the boy's other hand gripped the waistband and yanked it down with a slow, deliberate motion.
A feeling of cold dread washed over her as the gigantic cock loomed before her, pointing at her like a monstrous, threatening presence. Even for his youth, the size of it was impossible to ignore, and Lexy felt a new wave of terror tighten in her chest.
Lexy’s eyes locked onto the massive glans that loomed in front of her, more than half exposed. A wave of disbelief crashed over her. Please let this just be a nightmare! she thought frantically. This isn’t really happening, is it? But before she could process the thought, her face was forced into the fleshy, monstrous head.
She tried to pull back, to escape the suffocating proximity, but the pressure on the back of her head increased, a giant finger pressing her deeper into the slick, throbbing surface. The sensation was overwhelming. Slimy moisture spread over her lips, then across her face, as she was smothered by the disgusting weight of the massive organ.
Desperation surged through Lexy as she gasped for air, her lungs filling with the rancid, suffocating scent of urine. Her entire naked body was crushed against the immense, unyielding shaft, her skin pressed against it in a way that left her feeling utterly powerless, trapped in the unrelenting grip of her captors.
Lexy’s body felt completely beyond her control. The boy, driven by his lust, wrapped her tiny arms and legs around his massive cock, pressing her helpless form against the hard underside of his shaft. The realization of her complete powerlessness hit her like a wave of horror.
There was no buildup, no easing into it. The boy’s movements were aggressive and unrelenting, using her body as his personal toy. She was crushed against him with such force that Lexy feared her ribs might snap under the pressure.
But that wasn’t the worst of it. His other hand held her head in place, preventing any movement that might shield her from the brutal force of his actions. The whiplash of her tiny body bouncing against him was so violent that she could feel her neck straining. Every motion was like an assault, and the friction built up painfully with every harsh thrust. Within moments, her skin burned with heat, her body flushed bright red from the strain.
Her breasts were squeezed violently, more intensely than anything she had ever felt, even in the most invasive medical exams. They stretched under the weight, the agony intensifying as the boy continued his relentless movements.
Lexy’s mind was completely shattered, each moment stretching into an eternity of agony. She wished for the torment to end so desperately that, in that instant, she would have welcomed death itself. But instead, everything came to a halt.
Before she could regain any semblance of control, her face was violently pressed back into the slimy glans, the sensation of suffocation overwhelming her. The boy grunted loudly, a raw, guttural sound that resonated deep within her.
Then, without warning, a violent surge of cum flooded her throat with such force that it felt like it could burst from her tiny body. It shot directly into her stomach, pushing its way down with brutal pressure. The sensation was so intense that it felt like her stomach would burst. The next wave followed immediately, as if her body was forced to accept an endless flood of hot, sticky liquid.
She could feel it pooling in her stomach, the pressure almost unbearable, and the only relief was the slight easing of the pressure at the back of her head when the boy finally stopped. But even as her stomach felt impossibly full, the thought of wanting to die flickered through her mind once more.
No sooner had Lexy pulled her head away from the slimy, suffocating slit than another violent jet of cum shot out, splashing across her face. She barely had time to react before the boy pulled her away, only to shoot two more loads onto her chest, completely coating her.
Lexy’s body was in a state of utter disarray. Every inch of her ached, the pain overwhelming. But the worst part was the bloated sensation in her stomach, which felt on the verge of bursting. Panicked, she saw a real bulge in her midsection from the cum that had filled her. Before she could even process it, a giant finger appeared, pressing down hard on the bulge.
The boy, enjoying himself, began squeezing her stomach flat again, causing Lexy to convulse in agony. The pressure sent the contents of her stomach shooting out of her mouth in a high arc. Her throat burned, and she thought for a moment that her insides might tear apart from the strain.
Another brutal push from the young giant sent her collapsing in his hand, the pressure in her body unbearable. Sperm continued to leak from her mouth, leaving her unable to do anything but gasp for air.
All she could hear in that moment was the boy’s malicious laughter, a sound that seemed to echo in her mind as she crumpled in his grip.
Not long after, a violent rush of water hit Lexy, rousing her from her daze. The water flushed much of the cum from her body, but there was still a grim reminder of what had happened.
She could feel herself being moved again, this time back toward the beach. Completely naked and still in the grip of the enormous boy, Lexy clung to the faint hope that maybe, just maybe, she would see someone—anyone—who could help her, someone from her family, or another human being who might notice her plight.
When they finally returned to the shore, the boy’s father greeted them with a wide grin. "Was it fun?" he asked, his voice dripping with satisfaction.
The boy nodded, sheepish yet still grinning, unable to hide his pleasure. His father laughed, eyeing Lexy’s barely recognizable form, the remnants of his son's "load" smeared across her body.
"Better pack up your little darling before we head home," the man said with a cruel chuckle. "Don’t let her draw any attention while we’re out here."
Junior grinned down at Lexy. "You two already know each other!"
It took a moment for Lexy to fully process what he meant, but when he pulled his waistband forward again, her panic skyrocketed.
As if it were completely normal, the boy stuffed her, the tiny, shrunken woman, into his tight shorts, pressing her up against his hard cock. He adjusted her position slightly before snapping the waistband shut, trapping her there.
Lexy found herself surrounded by cold, damp fabric, a suffocating smell of stale urine filling the air. She was pressed tightly against the fleshy monster, still not entirely free of remnants from before. She had no freedom of movement, her body completely restrained. Every step the boy took sent her bouncing violently, crushed against the enormous cock. The constant nausea was overwhelming, and the bruises covering her body ached with each jolt.
It felt like an eternity before the violent shaking finally stopped. The suffocating fabric prison opened, her face pressed against the filthy glans. A giant hand reached in, grabbed Lexy, and pulled her out.
Lexy’s naked body was coated in sweat and remnants of the boy’s earlier assault. She quickly realized they were in a large car. When the engine roared to life and the car started moving, her hope of being rescued—of seeing her family again—faded completely.
Throughout the long ride, the man’s hands roamed over every inch of Lexy’s shrunken, vulnerable body, groping and kneading her with cruel intent. But it was when the boy, Tom, pressed her legs against her upper body and spread her buttocks that the situation worsened.
He attempted once again to force himself into one of her tiny openings, but when his painful efforts failed, the young man reached for his headphones, seemingly uninterested in her continued suffering.
"That should fit! Or maybe not, little one?" Tom held the jack plug directly in front of Lexy's face.
Before she could react, the cold tip of the metal plug pressed against her vulnerable rear. Panic surged through her, but she knew it was happening, whether she was ready or not.
With no choice, Lexy attempted to relax her body, trying to ease the painful intrusion despite her cramped position.
But Tom, still completely inexperienced at his young age, didn’t hesitate for long. He immediately pressed the long plug all the way into his little doll with a slight twisting motion.
Lexy’s scream broke through the air as the cold metal invaded her body. The pain was excruciating, far beyond anything she’d ever known, and her whole body trembled violently as she struggled to cope with the intrusion.
The father glanced down at Lexy while keeping his focus on the road. He smirked at the sight of the plug still hanging out. "Where’d you put it?"
"In her little asshole," his son chuckled. "Fit just fine."
"Be more careful next time," his father warned. "Unless you want your toy to break. Internal injuries don’t heal well."
Toys that break? What kind of hell had she fallen into?
Although he kept fondling her, the boy left the plug in Lexy's little asshole until they finally got home.
***
Over the next few days, Lexy was trained by her young owner. Her body was covered in bruises. He enjoyed her defiant nature—it gave him endless reasons to punish her.
Beyond the relentless, violent rapes she endured daily, one of her most frequent punishments was the brutal spanking of her little bottom. The pain was searing, but it was never enough to satisfy him.
Time and again, he tied her up and let thick drops of hot candle wax splatter against her skin until she swore it would peel off. But that was nothing compared to when he let the wax drip into her spread holes, filling her insides with molten agony. When it cooled, pulling it from her tight pussy and sticky little asshole was a fresh torment every time.
But the real highlight was the small electric stick, its round end made for her tiny orifices. And he used all three.
Lexy didn’t know which was worse. The shocks in her mouth left her gasping, sure her teeth would shatter before she blacked out. The deep, brutal intrusion into her ass was its own kind of hell, and when the electricity surged, it felt like her guts were on fire. But nothing compared to the agony when he pressed it deep into her pussy. After the first time, she was convinced she’d never bear children—not that she ever wanted to. With each passing day, she lost more hope of ever escaping.
Her so-called training didn’t stop there. The 23-year-old’s "pee-boarding," as her tormentor laughingly called it, pushed her even further.
On the fifth day, when she still refused to clean the cum off his giant cock with her little tongue, he shoved her into a cup and placed a heavy, coarse sieve over the top. Trapped, she could only stare up in horror as his cock loomed above her.
Then the stream started.
Warm, stinking piss foamed as it poured in, rising up her body in seconds. He paused just before it reached her mouth, grinning as he warned her never to disobey him again. Then he filled the cup to the brim.
Lexy thrashed, shoving against the heavy grate, but she was too small, too weak. The reeking liquid sloshed around her, and she could only manage desperate, tiny gulps of air through the thick bars, always sucking in a little piss along with it.
Her owner watched with delight as she flailed, loving the sight of her little arms splashing helplessly, her mouth gasping and slurping for breath. He let it drag on, savoring her struggle for nearly ten minutes before finally dumping her and his piss into the sink.
Much longer, and she would’ve drowned—just another broken toy floating in his filth.
Since that day, the 23-year-old woman had fully submitted to her master. Tom had no trouble making "Bug," as he now called Lexy, obey his every command.
She was expected to kneel at all times, thighs spread wide, hands locked behind her back.
When he lounged in bed, he often placed Bug between his legs, her thin, metal-ringed leash making it easy to control her from a distance. A simple tug pulled her against his balls to massage them, or dragged her directly onto his cock.
One of the most humiliating moments for her was when he made her crawl up his body, her tiny hands pressing against his chest as she climbed toward his face—only to be yanked down onto his mouth by the leash. Forced to stand with her little feet at the corners of his lips, hands braced against his nose, she had no way to escape as his tongue invaded her exposed, dripping slit and toyed with her soft, dangling tits.
Soon enough, he'd devour her whole ass with his mouth, sucking her deep and leaving her gasping.
Sleep was a rare luxury for the shrunken 23-year-old. Most nights, Tom stuffed her into his boxers before going to bed. The hot, stifling air was bad enough, but every movement jostled her violently, crushing her between the fabric and his skin. Sometimes, he squeezed her in place for what felt like hours.
And before she could even think about resting, she had a job to do. Every night, she licked his cock until he drifted off. Every morning, she did the same before he even got out of bed.
The most "pleasant" moments were when her master lay on his stomach, lazily reading, using Bug’s tiny feet as his personal chew toys. His tongue curled around her toes, sucking and licking, treating them like a distraction while he relaxed. But even those moments often ended the same way—his arousal taking over, his cock pressing against her, and a thick load of cum splattering across her tiny body and down her throat.
When not in use, Tom had a special "waiting area" set up just for her.
It was a raised platform, almost like a cup, but in the center stood a sturdy pole with two tapered ends—one long, one short. The longer tip stretched her little asshole, while the shorter one filled her tight pussy. That was where the 23-year-old remained whenever her master wasn’t actively using her.
The platform was just high enough that she could barely keep her feet on the surface, forced to balance with a slight, aching pressure inside her. The crossbar beneath her perineum offered a cruel kind of support, easing the strain just enough to keep her from going numb.
Escape was impossible—the rods held her too deep. The front pressed against her cervix, a constant reminder of her position, while the anal rod impaled her so thoroughly it left her back perfectly arched.
Even her most basic needs were dictated by him. Going to the toilet—if squatting on a dish in front of her master could even be called that—only happened on his command. The same went for food, though more often than not, several thick loads of his cum were all she was given to swallow.
***
Lexy had endured this hell for almost three months. She wasn’t the only one—every so often, Tom’s father brought home another captive, though they never stayed long. He had his own twisted games, and once he was done, the women were passed along, their time here nothing more than a brutal initiation into a worse fate.
But this time, he had been careless. Someone had seen him take his latest victim, had watched as he shrank her down and carried her away. And they had reported it.
Just before the doorbell rang, Lexy—once again standing with her tiny feet at the corners of Tom’s mouth, his tongue devouring her—heard the chaos from the other room. The new girl’s screams had been echoing for a while, but she had long since learned to block them out. She had her own suffering to endure. Her young master was particularly rough today, leaving fresh bite marks along her thighs and the curve of her ass, his tongue thrusting deep, over and over, until she could barely hold herself up.
Then came the pounding at the door.
Lexy barely registered the muffled voices over the slick, relentless assault of his tongue. Since her capture, only buyers had ever come to this house—screaming for help wasn’t worth the punishment. But this time, something was different.
A crash. Raised voices. A sharp command.
Tom froze. Then, moving fast, he grabbed his little toy and shoved her onto the waiting platform, impaling her in one swift motion. Lexy gasped, the sudden, brutal intrusion forcing her to arch, her insides stretching around the unforgiving lengths. Tape was ripped from a roll, pressed over her mouth, binding her arms.
The door burst open.
A man and a woman stormed inside, weapons drawn. The female officer barely glanced at Lexy before locking eyes on Tom. Her badge flashed.
"You're coming with us."
Lexy couldn't believe it—her hell was finally coming to an end.
When the woman spotted her, she crouched down, studying the tiny captive with a smirk. "Well, what do we have here? Pretty little thing," she murmured, her thick leather uniform creaking as she moved. "Guess we’ll take you with us—maybe we need an extra piece of evidence."
Piece of evidence?! The words shot through Lexy’s gagged mind. I'm a fucking person!!!
But instead of freeing her from the deep-seated rods, the towering woman simply gripped the base of the platform and lifted it—Lexy still impaled. The motion sent a sharp jolt through her tiny body, the brutal intrusion keeping her painfully in place.
"Really a nice setup," the woman mused, her gaze sweeping over the rods stretching the shrunken captive. "Gotta say, the boy has good taste." She reached out, fingers grazing one of Lexy’s hanging tits, giving it a firm squeeze.
Lexy’s stomach twisted in horror. What the hell is she doing? Why isn’t she untying me?!
The officer barely seemed to notice her panic. She glanced toward the doorway—her partner was still outside, busy logging details.
"Never mind, she’ll be enough for evidence," the woman murmured, flashing Lexy a wink, though she clearly wasn’t expecting a response.
Then, without warning, a massive hand wrapped around Lexy’s waist. Relief flooded her insides as the deep rods finally withdrew, leaving her trembling and sore.
"You’re already perfectly restrained," the woman mused, peeling the tape from Lexy’s lips. But even with her mouth free, no words came—her body was too overwhelmed, her mind still reeling.
"With curves like these," the officer murmured, "I bet you feel absolutely divine."
Lexy barely had time to react before the officer yanked at her waistband, pulling it forward just enough to expose herself.
"Careful now," the giantess smirked, "it might be a little scratchy—I wasn’t expecting company today." She winked down at her captive.
Lexy’s stomach dropped. She glanced downward, and the sight of the woman’s bare skin made her realize exactly what was about to happen.
Before she could even struggle, strong fingers spread open the thick folds of flesh, pressing Lexy directly between them. A suffocating heat swallowed her whole as slick, pulsing walls molded around her tiny form, locking her in place. The officer let her waistband snap back into place, sealing Lexy in the oppressive, humid space.
The scent was overwhelming—raw, pungent, inescapable. Her bound arms left her utterly powerless as the pressure from every slight movement forced her deeper. Her feet brushed against the puckered ring of muscle behind her, sending a shudder through her entire body.
The officer shifted her stance, and the motion ground Lexy’s face directly against the slick, swollen clit in front of her. Each step sent fresh waves of friction rolling over her, the relentless pressure smothering her completely. Every movement made her feel the pulsing heat, the flexing muscles surrounding her, the overpowering control the giantess had over her. It was a nightmare she couldn’t escape.
Lexy had been forced into situations like this before—over the past few months, she’d been shoved into countless degrading encounters with other women who had been shrinknapped. But the sheer size difference this time was beyond anything she’d ever endured.
The pressure around her suddenly increased. Her small feet pressed into the tight, wrinkled ring behind her, while the swollen clit now ground relentlessly against her face. Trapped in the unbearable heat and slickness, she could do nothing but endure as the officer settled into her seat, shifting just enough to make Lexy’s knees and chest drag against the pulsing inner walls. Each subtle movement forced her deeper into the overwhelming flesh, the suffocating heat sealing her in completely.
At first, the only change was the thickening of the dampness surrounding her, the musky scent intensifying as fresh waves of slickness coated her entire body. But within minutes, Lexy was utterly drenched, feeling like she’d been dunked in a vat of molten oil.
The officer let out a low sigh, her arousal undeniable as she clenched around her captive. It took effort not to reach down her panties and shove the miniature woman even deeper.
She was looking forward to the long hours at home with her new sex slave.
God, this is so hot. I hope I don't break this little titty mouse in half the first time I use her, she thought as she simply enjoyed the sensation, grinding her clit against Lexy’s trapped face with lazy satisfaction.
As the pressure mounted, Lexy had no way of knowing what the night ahead would bring—but judging by the way the officer trembled with excitement, she knew her suffering was far from over.
***
"I hope you can hold your breath, little titty mouse," the massive woman half-moaned, sprawled out on her bed, smirking down at the miniaturized plaything trapped between her thighs.
Lexy’s arms were pinned behind her back, locked in the giant’s crushing grip. She was drenched—her tiny body slick with thick, musky juices, her skin glistening from the endless torture of grinding against swollen, dripping lips.
Then, with a slow shift of fingers, Lexy was turned horizontal. Two massive digits spread the glistening pink-and-black slit, peeling open the throbbing entrance before her. The heat pouring from within made her dizzy. Her heart slammed against her ribs.
She barely had time to scream before her head was shoved inside, her shoulders forcing the slick, rubbery walls apart. The pussy clenched around her instinctively, sucking her deeper, the wet heat swallowing her inch by inch until her waist disappeared into the pulsing cavern.
Just as suddenly, she was yanked back—gasping, dripping, barely getting a glimpse of the world outside before she was rammed back in with a full, merciless thrust.
Lexy was buried up to her ass in the giantess’s cunt, the slick walls squeezing tighter the deeper she was forced in. Heat and wetness swallowed her, the sticky depths clenching around her like a hungry mouth.
Then—jerked back. But before she could even see the light, she was slammed inside again, just as fast, just as merciless. Only her tiny ankles and feet stuck out, twitching helplessly from the gaping slit. The fleshy tunnel gripped her shoulders, her entire body smothered in thick, musky slime.
And then it began.
A relentless, merciless rhythm.
In. Out. Over and over.
The shrunken woman was only pulled free on rare, teasing occasions—just enough to gasp for air—before she was rammed back to the hilt. Harder. Faster. The friction building, the pressure growing unbearable. Her head spun, her senses overloaded as the giant’s pleasure took over completely.
And then—Lexy was yanked out completely. Dizzy, dripping, barely able to process what was happening as a massive hand slammed against the giantess’s clit, rubbing with violent intensity. A guttural roar shook the air, and before Lexy could even react—
A flood.
A hot, sticky wave of female cum exploded from the quivering fuck hole, drenching her in an instant. She barely had time to choke before—
SLAM.
She was hammered back inside.
The thrusts were fewer now, but brutal—each one an earth-shattering impact, her tiny body used as nothing more than a toy to wring out every last drop of orgasmic bliss.
Then, just as suddenly, she was pulled free again—only to be pinned against the pulsing, drenched slit, her tiny body smeared against the trembling folds. Heavy, shuddering breaths filled the air.
Lexy lay there, soaked and panting, feeling the full weight of what had just happened.
Was this really her new life?