The Wrong Sister (Captive man)

A Short Story from the Giantess Anthology

The Wrong Sister? Part 1

By Richard C.H. Davies

PRECIS

Daniel manages to sneak into Annabelle's (his girlfriend's) bedroom, he intends on surprising her. He has a shrinking device. He shrinks himself down on her bed, but then realises that he should have made a bit more of a plan, because Annabelle's sister might find him instead and she used to have a crush on him...

Daniel managed to sneak into Annabelle's bedroom through the sash window on the 1st floor. It was a cliché but they both enjoyed the excitement of it.

They had dated since they were sixteen. They were sweethearts. Despite the fact that they were twenty years of age, and had both been at College for a few years.

They were back for the holidays and Daniel thought that he would surprise Annabelle. He had something special in store for her today.

He scrambled into her room and gently slid her window shut. He had waited until she was out of the room. Then he unshouldered his backpack and pulled out the shrinking device that he had stolen from college.

He positioned it on her desk pointing the bed and then he stood in front of the bed and clicked on the remote control.

The device whirred to life, he waited patiently for it to warm up, absorbing the sweet smells of her room in his nostrils and allowing it to take him back to their earlier days of dating. Such great memories.

He sat on the edge of the bed and then clicked the remote again when the LED was shining green.

*

Daniel was amazed at how large everything looked. He was sitting on Annabelle’s bed, shrunk down to between 4-6 inches. He couldn't quite tell and the machine didn't seem to be that accurate. He was still fully clothed. That surprised him.

He suddenly heard scuffling at the door. His heart started thumping with excitement. He wondered how Annabelle would react to this. Perhaps he should have warned her first. That probably would have been advisable, he thought as doubts started to creep into his mind.

The door started to open and a female head popped into the room.

"Belle?" The woman asked into the room, looking across the empty room.

Daniel's heart froze. His chest tightened. He hadn't thought about that. Annabelle's 19 year old sister. Shit!

She had always stared at him when he had been invited over to dinner. She always watched him. He thought that she had a crush on him. Shit!

He slowly laid down on the bed and hoped that she wouldn't notice anything.

"Belle? Are you back home? I heard…" the machine whirred and clicked as it cycled down into some kind of sleep mode.

Daniel silently swore. He should have switched it off. He should also have arranged a hiding place in case this had happened.

Grace looked at the machine in interest. She stepped through the door threshold and approached the machine with a curious look. She bent forwards and examined the machine.

Daniel kept as quiet as he possibly could.

He laid down as flat to the bed as he could, hoping that she wouldn't notice him.

*

"I wonder what this is?" Grace spoke out loud, it caused Daniel to quiver in sudden fear that she was referring to him.

He managed to turn his head slightly and peek out with one eye. She was still examining the machine.

She was leaning over it and examining it very closely.

Then she gave a slight 'hummff' and stood back upright and turned towards the door, her gaze was cast around the entire room soaking it all in.

She started walking back towards the door. Daniel quietly let out a breath he hadn't known he was holding. He was relieved that she hadn't seen him.

Then his chest froze again as she paused at the door, her hand was paused at the handle.

She looked back over her shoulder, her long hair swinging from her left to her right as it fell behind her head.

A streak of fear crashed through Daniel, she was looking directly at him. Not just in his direction, directly at him.

Her eyes were focused and sharp, she could see him… or at least something on the bed.

She turned and started to walk towards him. Daniel dared not move; he felt like he was frozen to the spot. All of his muscles were tense, coiled like a spring.

The giant woman started approaching him, her gaze never left him. She was looking at him with curiosity and interest.

Thoughts were whirling through his head. Part of his brain was telling him to stay very still, play dead. Hope she just thought he was some kind of doll or toy.

Then the more rational part of him was thinking that she would feel that he was warm and living. She would have to be stupid to think he wasn't living; and he knew she wasn't stupid. The rational part of his brain was telling him to run.

After a few of her foot steps from the door the part of his brain that had convinced him to lie low and wait it out was suddenly overruled by the other part.

Adrenaline soared through his body and he suddenly dashed for it. He pushed his body away from the bed and ran as fast as he could across the duvet.

Unfortunately for him the duvet was much thicker than he had expected and it impeded his progress and speed significantly. It was like running over smooth but structurally unsound sand dunes. Every time he reached the next undulation the surface dipped and collapsed further.

He ended up in a staggering run where he had to power his legs to get himself up the little rises and staggering to recover when the duvet depressed back down again.

He didn't make much progress at all and started to panic. He could hear heavy footsteps approaching him from behind.

Suddenly a shadow passed over him and he was shocked with a jolt as a giant hand appeared right in front of him in a blur of motion.

The hand was straight, palm facing towards him like a wall that was nearly as tall as he was.

He bumped into the palm of the warm hand and looked backwards and up towards the giant woman who was leaning over him and peering at him with amazement.

Her giant Hazel eyes glistened from the daylight through Annabelle’s bedroom window. He could see every detail on her face, her neatly plucked eyebrows, her long eye lashes, her nose and her big round lips and neat chin.

Her dark hair cascaded around her face, framing the giant form which looked down upon him with great interest, he felt like a lab subject or a museum exhibit.

Her face was frowning at him to begin with as she concentrated, studied him, working out what he was; but then it softened into realisation as to who and what he was.

"Dan is that you?" Grace asked in consternation.

Dan looked up at her in awe and fear. His heart was thumping faster than he thought it could manage. He was breathing heavily from his exertion. He couldn't think of a way of out this, so he thought he could try and charm his way.

"Hi Grace, great to see you again, how are you doing?" He asked as cheerfully as possible, his voice cracked revealing his vulnerability.

Grace lowered herself to bring her face level with the bed, her mouth drew into a smile.

"I'm good thank you. I've been at college for a year… I didn't know you and Annabelle were still a thing… and that…" Grace smiled, "she kept you this size,"

"Oh…" Daniel waved it off with a chuckle and a wave of his hand. "It's just a little game we like to play,"

"Oh… sounds fun," Grace nodded, still studying him very intensely. "So what's the plan today then?"

"Oh Belle and I were just you know, hanging out…"

"Ah… that sounds nice…" Grace glanced away thoughtfully, "It's just that she's out today and… also she’s out with some friends for dinner, she said she would be back very late, I would have thought she had told you that?" Grace's eyes locked back on him, her stare was a bit more hardened and confident. Studying his reaction very closely.

Dan swallowed a lump that was forming in his throat.

"You see," Grace continued. "I'm actually starting to wonder whether it is a game you play or if this is something you were doing to surprise Belle…"

"Of course not… no," Dan started, releasing a nervous laugh.

"It just seems a little odd to shrink yourself down and then have to wait on her bed for, I dunno," she rolled her eyes, "like, six hours? That’s quite a long time to wait… like this,"

Dan's mouth snapped shut, she had him dead to rights and she knew she did.

Grace's expression turned into a wry and sneaky smile.

"I'm actually thinking that maybe Belle knows nothing about your little surprise visit and that you're just pretending that she does…"

Grace bit her lower lip as she visually undressed his tiny body. Dan suddenly felt visually violated and stumbled back against her palm.

There was a noise outside the bedroom door.

Grace's head snapped towards the door, it was still mostly shut, then he head snapped back to Dan. He was thinking about making a break for it and just as he was about to her giant fingers quickly wrapped around his entire body and enclosed him in a grip that was impossible to escape.

His stomach lurched as he was pulled through the air and then plunged into her trouser pocket.

He felt Grace's whole body moving and her hips rotating next to him. Suddenly there were voices speaking.

"Hi mum," Grace said, he felt her voice vibrating through her body and hip bone.

"Hi Grace, what are you doing in here? I heard talking I thought Annabelle might be home early…" there was a pause.

"Nope just me, I was just… looking for my phone. I've misplaced it," Grace replied.

"Oh okay, I'll get started on dinner soon," came the reply.

"Okay see you later mum," Grace responded and then there was silence.

Dan waited, surrounded by her fingers that were increasingly warm and sweaty. They surrounded him in the pocket, and were holding him quite tightly.

The grip relaxed slightly and he could breathe a bit more easily.

Then she started walking a few steps. Stopped. Her hand let go of him, and retracted out of the pocket, and then she started walking again.

After a number of steps he heard a door being shut and then a scuffle and noise of things being cleared.

Then he felt the giant fingertips upon him again, blindly feeling his little body and then pulling him out of the hot pocket.

He was held by her giant fingers. A quick look around revealed that he was no longer in Belle's room, it was very concerning to him to see that he was now in Grace's room and that she had also carried his bag and shrinking device in here as well.

He started to panic. She had basically kidnapped him. Shit!

Belle wouldn't have a clue about any of this. He hadn't even told her he was coming over. It was supposed to be a surprise. Shit, shit!

She turned and shut the door. Locking it behind her.

That didn't bode well!

He was carried over to her bed where she sat down and looked down at him.

She had an expression on her face that worried him. It was no longer an expression of interest, it was a hungry expression. She was visually undressing him.

He quivered nervously. He didn't know what to do.

"Grace… please can you take me back to Belle's room." Grace didn't reply.

She lifted him up towards her giant face. Dan leaned back in terror as her giant nose and mouth loomed towards him.

Her lips parted only slightly with a wet pop of saliva, but stayed open only slightly. He suddenly felt a strong draft blow across his neck and head as her nostrils drew in a long and deep breath.

He could hear the loud sound of the intake of her breath through her nose and throat. There was a loud sound of rushing air.

Then she released a moan of pleasure.

"You smell amazing," she whispered, albeit with the proximity of her mouth to him it was loud enough.

"Okay, thanks Grace… now please can you take me back…"

Grace moved him away from her face and then lowered him to her bed.

She released him and looked down upon him from her high stature.

Dan rolled out of her palm and quickly sat up on her bed. Her body seemed vast.

She just stared down at him for a few moments. She was perhaps thinking about what to do with him next. She didn't appear to have any intention of taking him back to Belle's room.

Her expression intensified. He felt a sudden surge of fear, as he realised that her look was very similar to her sister's when she was horny.

It was uncanny but also utterly terrifying and sickening. He now knew what her intentions were.
Without any warning she suddenly lifted her arms and pulled her top off and over her head with a loud rustling.

She threw the top across the room, her long hair was briefly in a scattered mess.

She reached behind her back and undid her bra.

Her round breasts dropped slightly as they were revealed. Her nipples were erect with big pink areolas.

Her breasts looked bigger than Belle's but he couldn't really tell due to her massive size towering over him.

He couldn't believe that he was staring up at a giant topless woman, and Grace of all women.

She looked down at him, breathing heavily, drinking in her apparent power over him and taking it all very slowly, enjoying the moment.

She leant forwards, causing her breasts to dangle from her chest and lowered herself until she was lying on the bed in front of him.

Her huge face and hair framed his view, her giant breasts pressing down against the bed in the background.

Grace’s giant hands appeared from both sides of him.

Dan reached out to resist them but the huge fingers ploughed through his defences without a pause and he felt fingers all over him. They grabbed at his top and the fingertips with their long polished nails pinched at his top.

He yelped as there was a slight pinch of his flesh as well.

Grace paused for a moment, she hadn't intended to hurt him in the process.

Then she continued with a bit more care. She started to tug at his shirt.

Initially Dan resisted and pressed his arms to his side but he then concluded that it was hurting him and also she was so strong and powerful she was going to get it off him one way or another.

He didn't want his shoulders dislocated in the process.

So he helped her pull it off over his head and arms.

She grinned in satisfaction as she looked down at his body.

"You're like a tiny Ken doll…" she commented with a chuckle. Dan didn't reply, not knowing what that meant for him. "I used to undress my Ken dolls, and…" her eyes lit up devilishly, "when I was a bit older I used to use them as dildos…"

Dan's eyes widened in fear and Grace giggled with excitement, and then bit her lip with a sensual moan of pleasure and anticipated; and then she started pulling at his trousers.

Dan undid the buttons on his jeans, before she dislocated his legs or something, and allowed her to slowly drag them down his legs and off his feet

Her eyes flashed with excitement as she looked at his boxer shorts, she gently dug the tip of her little finger underneath the waistband and lifted it up.

She cheekily peered inside and then looked at his face with a playful raise of her eyebrows.

"You're a bit smaller than I expected," she said with a giggle.

Dan didn't find her literal joke as amusing.

She was already peeling the boxer shorts down his legs. He was starting to feel quite distinctly like a Ken doll. She was treating him like he was an object not a person.

He dared not anger her by protesting though. He knew she had a vicious temper. He had witnessed it over the years he had known her.

Her warm breath continued to wash over him as she pulled his boxer shorts off his feet.

Dan looked up into her eyes trying to discern what she intended next.

She slowly reached out towards him. Dan flinched as he watched her index finger approach him. He didn’t know how to respond, but she was approaching him gently and carefully.

Her fingertip touched his right foot gently. He felt her warmth and light touch. She gently started to slide her fingertip up his leg. Her warm breath washed over his entire body, coating him in the condensation of her breath.

Her fingertip gradually progressed up his leg, sending tingling sensations up through his body. Her giant eyes were patiently watching the progress of her fingertip until it reached his thigh, then she looked directly at his penis and then into his eyes.

He opened his legs slightly wider as he anticipated her fingertip’s journey. He sucked in a deep breath as it gently stroked his penis. It was much more controlled and gentle than he had thought, considering her relative size.

*

Grace’s heart was thumping from excitement.

Within a few seconds his penis was erect and that got Grace even more excited.

It evidently gave her instant gratification that she was turning him on. She drank in the sight of his athletic chest, abs and V-shape torso as she continued to stroke him.

She had always admired him every time she had seen him, she had envied her sister for dating such a great looking guy. Now he was smaller than a doll and solely in her grasp and control.

*

Grace looked directly into Dan’s eyes and with a devilish smile she lowered her giant lips down to his feet.

She picked up one of his ankles between her fingertips and her giant mouth opened and closed around his foot.

It was warm and slimy feeling her saliva, tongue and lips all over his foot and shin but, when all was said and done, it was quite a pleasant sensation.

He still looked up at her giant face in fear though. She was absolutely huge.

Her giant nostrils flared down towards him breathing hot and moist air down upon his stomach.

He could see his tiny chest rising and falling quickly, in front of the backdrop of her giant moist lips.

She gently released his ankle and lowered his foot back down.

Then she lowered her face towards him again. Her giant tongue emerged with a wet slimy sound and it slapped against both of his feet.

The giant tongue, oozing with her saliva, started to slide up his legs leaving a slick and slimy trail behind.

It pressed down against him, tasting him, her breath preceded it and washed over his body. He felt like a glorified human lollipop.

The tongue continued to progress up his legs and he started to worry again. He tried to wriggle away from it but it pressed him down.

Giant fingers appeared from either side of him and gently grabbed hold of his wrists, his arms were pulled away from his body, he was spread eagled and then they pinned his arms down.

All he could do was watch as the giant tongue continued to lick its way up along his legs, it slithered over his thighs and then across his penis.

A streak of pleasure shot through him as her tongue slid over his crotch.

She playfully circled the tip of her tongue around his penis a few times and smiled as she did so. Her hot breath washed across his whole body.

The tongue continued upwards, crossing over his belly, he wriggled his hips as it tickled him, cool air blew across him where the tongue had already left a salivary sheen.

The tongue pressed against him a bit harder and Dan suddenly found himself face to face with the giant pink tongue muscle as it approached him, it stretched from his chest and loomed above him and disappeared inside her giant mouth.

His breathing accelerated further, he took a few deep breaths in preparation for the approaching tongue and then everything around him seemed to change. The giant tongue passed up his neck and slathered over his face.

He screwed his eyes up and tried to turn his face away but he was held fast. The giant tongue shrouded all of his senses audio visual, everything went black, his vison was impaired. He could feel the warm, wet and heavy muscular object pressing down on him as it slid over his face. The sound was a very loud slobbering sound which blocked out everything else.

As soon as it had come then it lifted away from him, he was released and left panting and coated in her slick saliva.

He saw through his misty eyelids that she had lifted her head up slightly and smacked her lips, tasting him and humming with pleasure.

*

A thought occurred to her; she wondered what it would be like to give a tiny man a blowjob. She bet that it would be an absolutely awesome sensation for him, his tiny penis completely consumed in her giant lips.

The thought excited her even more, waves of excitement rushed over her as she examined him. She was completely in control.

She lowered her face towards him, feeling her own warm breath bounce back at her face. She brought her lips to his body and gently pressed down on his thighs with her first kiss.

Feeling his tiny trembling body underneath her was such a turn on.

Her tongue slowly slithered out of her mouth and probed his thigh and the tip of her tongue worked its way from his ball sack up the shaft of the tiny penis, to the tip.

She could feel his core muscles tense; as his back arched in pleasure. She gently pinned his arms out to his side, in a star shape, completely dominating him; as her tongue continued to lap at him, it was an amazing sensation licking the tiny warm man, it turned Grace on. She felt her whole body quiver from the excitement.

She buried her head further into him, unable to resist, and gave him a long wet lick from his shins up to his penis, across his chest and over his face. He tasted amazing, salty and sweet at the same time.

She felt his tiny body arch and quiver.

She gave him another slow lick, smiling with her mouth open, eyelids fluttering in pleasure.

She was giving Dan regular licks, he seemed to be enjoying it, she could feel how powerful his penis was on her tongue and she loved the feel of his muscular male body under her own tongue.

She was licking Dan harder and harder, without causing harm, but forcefully. He was soaking wet with her saliva.

Her other hand tugged at her underwear, impatiently pulling it down and slapping her hand against her wet pussy and rubbing herself hard. She had never felt this horny; it felt like an insatiable hunger.

The fact that she was doing it with her sister’s boyfriend made the whole thing taboo and incredibly sexy. She was so turned on it was like everything was firing on all cylinders in her body. Her licking spread across his whole body, always returning to his tiny shaft.

Her hands and the tiny man were completely wet from her saliva and she started to moan as her vision narrowed as the wave of an orgasm approached. She was completely unconscious to the fact that her moans were probably deafening Dan.

Grace felt sweat bead all over her body as she rolled back on her bed, furiously masturbating and licking at Dan. She tasted a tiny amount of warm salty fluid but it was lost in the kaleidoscope of her orgasm as it burst through her body.

She rode the feeling for as long as she could, rubbing at herself with her fingers in a circular motion, then released with a gasp, her own back arching as she lifted her head above Dan, her mouth was open so wide it felt like her jaw was going to break.

Grace blinked away the stars that had appeared in front of her eyes, from the orgasm, it had been intense.

“Oh my god!!” She gasped loudly… “Oh my god!” she said again, then she looked down at him. “That was amazing,” she rasped down at him.

A Short Story from the Giantess Anthology

The Wrong Sister? Part 2

By Richard C.H. Davies

Grace had laid there panting for a while after her orgasm, as had Daniel. He must admit, as terrifying as it had been initially her giant warm tongue completely covering him and licking him and him cumming was pretty awesome, as was seeing her giant naked body cum.

It was just unfortunate that it wasn’t Annabelle (his girlfriend) and Grace’s sister who had been the one that he had been doing this with.

The guilt soon set in when she left him in a lock box in her drawer and went off to have a shower.

It wasn’t long before she returned, he heard her hairdryer going, almost deafeningly loud in the background. Then after some more time the box was picked up again with a clank and he found himself being carried.

He assumed she was returning to her bed.

The box lid opened up and he looked up, blinking fast from the bright room lighting and beheld her giant naked form again. Her hair was still slightly damp and fell around her shoulders.

“That was amazing Dan,” she cooed down at him. “I’m still so horny though,” her eyes were full of lust. If he was a chocolate pudding he was certain that she would have just gobbled him straight up there and then.

She plucked him out of the box and set him down on the bed, she discarded the box.

She leaned over him and looked down at him between her giant breasts.

Then without any further preamble she descended down upon him. He reached up his hands in instinct and shock at her sudden move. He was surrounded by her giant fleshy breasts either side of his body. Her hands smooched them together.

Her cleavage was warm and fleshy, her giant breasts surrounded him entirely. She massaged her giant breasts around his head and shoulders.
It muffled the sound around him as his ears were encased with fleshy skin either side. His breath was hot and moist against her chest. He could feel her sweat trickling between her breasts. Her heart thumping was audible through her chest; as was her heavy breathing.
Then he started to feel the vibrations of her moaning from pleasure.

His hips and thighs were grabbed by both hands and his body was pulled out from between the breasts and he looked upwards to meet her face that briefly observed him, then with a wry smile she cupped her palm behind his head and thrust his face into her right nipple.

The large areolas bumped over his cheeks as his face was rubbed along the surface around her erect nipple; and then his lips were brushed across her erect nipple. His face was pressed into it, forcing his lips against her nipple. He kept his mouth firmly shut and tried to turn away.
This was so wrong!

The fingertips gripped harder and dug into the skin on his skull, pressing his face so hard against the breast that he could feel the flesh dimple and mound around him.
He knew what she wanted him to do, but he was too stubborn to acquiesce. He didn’t want her to take that power from him, she couldn’t…

But he started to struggle for breath; the air was hot and scarce. He tried to move his head from side to side, to free up a nostril; but she held him firmly in place.
Grey spots started to skitter across his eyesight, he was running out of oxygen, in a few more seconds he would start to lose consciousness.

He reluctantly parted his lips and then opened his mouth. The, slightly rough and bumpy, nipple rudely popped into his mouth, it was such a rude and intrusive surprise that he gagged; and Grace gasped with delight.

The hand eased off slightly, but moved his head, guiding it to where and how she wanted his mouth to be positioned.

It suddenly felt like she was training him. How dare she?

He forced his eyes shut, trying to think of something else, anything else. This would be over soon, Annabelle would rescue him, he knew it. He just had to hold on and put up with this.

Then he started to think about what he was going to do back to her, to punish her for this. He could shrink her down and do what he wanted to her! Or give her to her sister. Annabelle could tie her up and flick elastic bands at her or something.

It took him a while to realise that he was biting down hard on the nipple with his teeth, he was so transfixed with anger, he was actually biting her hard.
However, she seemed to be enjoying it, he could feel her moaning and bucking beneath him.

He released his grip and then bit again. He actually felt a bit better, causing her some pain, even though she enjoyed it.

So he obliged her. He bit her and then reached up with both hands and dug his fingernails into her spongy breast. It made him feel much better. He had some control back.
She roared with pleasure, her whole body rocked back and forth. She laughed loudly, she was loving this.

He was enveloped with giant hands that pressed against his head and back, crushing him against her breast; with such crushing force that it literally pressed the wind out of his lungs.

His eyes felt like they were bulging out of his head, intense pressure built up in his chest, neck and head. Blood thumped around his head.

He could feel her hands and thighs tensing beneath him, her body was stiffening, her hips were thrusting up and down with ferocity, her voice was now a loud staccato that deafened him. He felt it from outside, but also vibrating through her chest.

Then, just as he felt that he was going to be crushed to a pulp, or explode from the crushing of her giant hands against his body, he was released.
He flew back against the bed, gasping for air, his face was incredibly warm. He bet his face was a purple colour from the lack of oxygen.

Grace looked down at him with a hungry stare. She was examining him intensely.

“Okay Grace!” he held his hand up in the air, it was shaking. “You’ve had your fun now…”

She smiled down at him briefly. It wasn’t her usual sweet smile. It was a smile of power.

Her giant fingers descended down towards him and wrapped around his torso; then she raised herself slightly on her knees and dragged his body towards the middle of her legs.
Dan reached out with his hands either side to slow his progress but his fingernails just clawed against the duvet cover as he was dragged towards her giant pussy.
Her huge pussy came into view, he peered towards the dark cave of flesh.

He could smell her womanhood from here. He coughed.

The walls of flesh of her thighs towered up either side of him, the corridor of flesh narrowed and ended at her hairy cliff between her legs.
He felt a wall of heat hit him; it was being emitted from her giant pussy. The lips of Grace’s labia were splaying outwards slightly, inviting him towards them.
He just laid there, stunned, looking up at this huge naked giant female form above him. She was in complete control now. He knew what she wanted, it was obvious now.
He also knew he didn’t have any choice about this, she was such a size and strength that she called all of the shots.

Her giant hips suddenly thrust down towards him, her giant pussy lunged towards him and then away again. Then down towards him again and then back up. She was goading him on. She kept going deeper and deeper towards him, a playful grin across her face, until his penis was brushing against her open vagina.

Finally she offered up her clitoris towards him.

Dan gingerly reached upwards with his hands and cupped them gently around her clitoris, and then he started to caress her fleshy mound.
Grace’s eyelids fluttered and then shut, she moaned with pleasure. Her hands reached down past her thighs on either side.

Suddenly her giant fingertips appeared out of nowhere and gently, but firmly, pressed the back of his head towards her clitoris. She wasn’t yet forcing him but it was very clear what she was suggesting.

Dan swallowed his pride and leaned forwards and started to kiss and lick her clitoris.

Grace moaned loudly, and her hips continued to press against him.

The mouth of the giant pussy was oozing fluid, he could feel it as her pussy was pressing against his hips and crotch, her fluids were starting to trickle down his legs and then they were dripping across his body.

The giant hips bucked slightly, pressing into him up a bit, then lifting up in the air and then slammed down into him.

Then they bucked up again much more fiercely.

Grace’s whole body lifted up above him, a dark shadow was cast on him, he found himself looking up at her pussy and her buttocks, and then without any warning, the giant mass above him rapidly descended back down on top of him. He coughed and gasped as the wind was knocked out of his lungs, he felt her massive weight on top of him. The lips of her pussy smothered him entirely.

The fleshy lips of the giant pussy surrounded him. He felt her wet sticky fluid ooze around his body, his face was also completely coated in it. It had a salty bitter taste to it, it was thick and viscous, and the smell was overwhelming.

*

Grace could feel the rigid lump of Dan’s body below her pussy. She hadn’t intended to do this with him, but her emotions and her instincts had kicked in. Her eyelids fluttered with the pleasure of her power.

She slowly slid her pussy back and forth over his little, helpless six- inch body. She could feel that she was incredibly wet down there; he must have been drenched in her fluids. She realised that she could grip onto his tiny body with the outer muscles of vagina. That was fun.

She started to rub him into her labia and she felt him gripping at her skin and she could feel his limbs tugging against her thick pubic hair, which merely served to turn her on even more.

She could feel more and more of her juices lubricating him as she rubbed herself up and down his tiny body from the top of her clitoris right down to the mouth of her pussy, she really pushed and grinded herself against him.

She took care not to crush him or cause any permanent injury, but she was so turned on she couldn’t help her passions. She felt an orgasm start to come on, the hairs on her neck started to stand up and she could feel a thrill running up and down her spine.

She applied a bit more pressure against Dan, who was firmly locked in below her pussy. She could feel her vagina opening wider and wider, forcing his body against the gaping hole of her incredibly aroused vagina.

Dan was completely covered in her juices, white blobs of her cum also covered him and the bed cover.

Dan was lying flat, his arms had been pressed outwards by the power of her crushing vagina. His head slowly rotated to look directly up at her giant face that was looking down at him.

She smiled briefly at him, showing him that she didn’t intend to crush or kill him, she wanted him to know that he was doing a good job, just being there and being a nice rigid dildo for her to rub and grind herself against.

*

Her giant hips suddenly lifted up in the air, giving him a moment of respite. Dan sucked in a large amount of oxygen, a lungful, and then suddenly the giant pussy slammed down on him again. She had just been adjusting position.

He gasped as some of her sexual fluid entered his mouth, it splatted across his face. He tried to wipe it away with his hands, he accidentally knocked the opening of her vagina.
It was enough to set her off, apparently she couldn’t wait any longer, two giant fingers pressed against his shoulder blades and guided him towards the vaginal opening.
He instinctively reached out in front of him with his hands. It was mistake, they glanced on the other side of the vaginal rim and he felt a pain in both wrists as they were sprained slightly. His arms and wrists slipped against her slick flesh.

Her hand clutched and curled around his legs and his lower body.

His body was pushed inside her vagina so fast he barely had time to catch his breath. He was surrounded by an all-consuming humidity, slick sexual juices and the crushing strength of the muscular walls.

The muscles continued to squeeze around him, he could hear her heart thumping and her loud throws of passion.

He was suddenly pumped in and out at such a speed it was sickening. He felt an intense pressure against his ears. The sound of the sloshing sexual juices was almost deafening to him. He could feel it all over his body and it was intensely hot inside her body.

He hoped this would all be over soon. It was all-consuming.

Finally he was withdrawn from her giant pussy.

He was released and he collapsed against the bed, completely coated head to toe in her sticky sexual fluids. He looked up at her… oh shit… she isn’t done yet, he thought. He could tell from her look. She was just taking stock of what she wanted him to be doing when she climaxed.

Her giant hands reached down towards him again and grabbed him around his waist, his limbs flopped as he was lifted slightly, and with her fingers and thumbs she proceeded to feed his feet into her waiting vagina.

“Grace! Wait!” He shouted up, but it was most of a rasping gasp, barely audible even to himself, let alone her.

Dan looked down his chest and his body towards the terrifying cave that was consuming him.

Instinct suddenly kicked in, and he panicked, he didn’t want to do this anymore. It was terrifying and demeaning. He wanted out of this.

*

Grace felt Dan’s feet suddenly starting to kick and resist her, or perhaps he was trying to entice her on, his feet were sliding across the slick surface of her pussy. She felt his feet pressing against her labia lips.

She could hear him trying to shout something but she was too turned on now, she wanted to finish. She wanted to have an epic climax and she was going to get it using his body. It was going to be epic and amazing.

She readjusted his body and managed to get one leg inside, she felt it kicking inside her, she liked it, but the other was more difficult with one hand. She clamped her pussy muscles around the single leg in a sign for him to give up the struggle and let her take control.

She felt her pussy opening with her hand and held her little man- dildo horizontally. She was ready for him now, so she slowly started to push his body inside her, feet first.
She thrust him inside, kept sliding him in, feeding him in with both of her hands; she gasped and moaned as she felt his hips slide through her vaginal opening.
She continued pressing until Dan’s feet were pushed up against the wall of her vagina. She gasped out loud at the sensation and then slowly started to pump her living dildo in and out of herself.

Grace peered down, over her huge breasts, she wanted to watch. She could just see Dan’s head and shoulders poking out from her vagina. Her pussy lips were completely surrounding him and she could feel him inside, his legs kicking, attempting to push himself out. Her muscles were far stronger and she squeezed him with them twice, to show him her strength.

She could see him wince at the sudden pain. He was looking up at her, pleading. She gave him a look that told him that she was in complete control of this situation. She wouldn’t crush him, but she had enough power to, he needed to be aware of that.

With that she gently placed fingertips either side of his head, pressing down against his shoulders. She bit her lip as she looked down into his eyes, watching him shout out something. Then she started to gently push, her eyelids fluttered as the tiny body slid inside.

She watched until his head disappeared and all she could see was her finger and hand, she could hear his shouts until they were muffled and then no more. She could still feel the vibrations inside her, but her waves of pleasure were coming quicker and faster now.

Suddenly she felt something touch her G-spot, and then kept touching it. Waves of pleasure soared through her body and she could feel an almighty orgasm coming on.
Her muscles pulsed, she had to restrain herself from completely crushing his body. She knew that her pussy muscles were powerful enough to crush him.

She rubbed her clitoris with her other hand until she came. Her back arched and then collapsed her haunches, her head falling backwards against her shoulders. She panted and smiled in satisfaction. She loved her new role as Dan’s owner.

How the tables had turned from her being the one who had always been the younger sister, having to watch her sister have all the fun.
*

Dan felt the orgasm around him, it was a very powerful force of nature that he had never appreciated when he had sex with someone who was full sized. The strength of the muscles around him was incredible. He felt the muscles gripping him hard, he felt the last bit of air leave his lungs as they squeezed and squeezed.

Then there was a sudden release and a wave of cum soaked over his whole body and rushed past him and out of the mouth of the pussy behind him.

Dan waited for a few seconds until he felt an air pocket around his head, then he chanced a deep breath in. It was partially successful, he managed to get some air, but he also breathed in her sexual fluids as well.

He had just enough strength. He scrambled and crawled to get himself out. It seemed to be endless inside her. How big was her pussy?!
He clawed and scrambled, kicking with his legs. Starting to panic again.

Then he eventually felt the vice like grip of her fingers pressing down on his shoulders, and pulling at him.

There was a loud sucking sound as he was extracted from the giant warm and moist tunnel of death. Daylight suddenly hit his eyes, causing him to wince, cool and fresh air touched his face and he breathed in deeply.

He was pulled out of her giant pussy with a loud squelch. He collapsed on his back, lying on the bottom of her skirt.
He watched in distaste as a steady stream of cum flowed out of her vaginal opening. It trickled down and around her butthole and collected at the bottom of her butt cheeks.
Dan just laid there panting, he now knew how fish felt when they had been pulled out of water and left on land and open air. He was just gasping, stunned by the whole horrific experience.

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