>cute fit girl eats a chubby girl for protein >decides to go into the gym and get all sweaty to work off the extra calories >chubby girl gets all tossed around and squeezed as she does situps, pull-ups, lunges, etc >chubby gets splashed like crazy every time fit girl takes a water break >chubby girl gets constantly sloshed around in a belly-jacuzzi as fit girl keeps on with her workout >other way around >cute chubby girl eats a fit girl out of jealousy to put her in her place >makes some cheesy joke about how she was always counting calories and now she's nothing but calories >is still starving afterwards since a small morsel of lean meat isn't going to do much against her appetite so she hits up a buffet >loads her plate with all kinds of unhealthy food, the kind of stuff the fit chick wouldn't even look twice at >trapped in her stomach she has nowhere to go and can't avoid getting covered in the food she's been avoiding all her life >every so often the chubby girl does a gentle shake back and forth in her chair to really mix things around inside of her >she ends up eating way more than usual, just to maximize how the suffering of the girl in her stomach >leans back and lets out a ear-splitting belch in the middle of the crowded restaurant because she's so satisfied and doesn't care about what anyone else thinks >catching a glance of everyone glaring at her she laughs to herself and wonders how they'd respond if they knew she had eaten a person as well as all that food

>chubby girl in the cafeteria eating lunch >not enough for chubby growing girl >notices a tray of food unattended >is actually a tiny classmate's tray, she's on the tray eating tiny bits here and there >person who's supposed to be tending to the tiny kid went to the bathroom/got distracted elsewhere >chubby girl takes the tray of food back to her table, tiny girl on the tray ends up falling into scoop of mashed potatoes >chubby girl wolfs down the food, practically inhaling everything on the tray >gulps down the potatoes barely chewing >tiny girl is swallowed whole, finally digs herself out of the potato lump, surrounded by the glorping and gurgling of the hefty kid's tummy >mouthfuls of mashed up food (the tiny kid's lunch) sporadically plop down, threatening to bury the tiny classmate until the chubbier girl finally finishes eating >is now sitting atop a massive mound of mixed food as the chubby girl goes to play at recess, the foul mixture sloshing around in her belly, the tiny girl fighting for her life to stay on top of the mountainous meal as it gradually is digested >chubby girl never finds out she ate a classmate and potential friend alive because of her gluttony >tiny girl's life, future, hopes and dreams reduced to nothing but nutrients for the growing chubby girl >her entire existence amounted to nothing more than a calorie for a greedy pudgy girl >she could have easily spotted the tiny girl from her clothing, easily standing out amongst the mashed potatoes, but she was too concerned with guzzling down all of the meal >assumed it belonged to some other normal sized kid, eating it all as fast as she can before she gets caught or whoever the tray of food belongs to returns >In her selfish rush to consume an entire second meal she doesn't pay attention to the contents of the meal, failing to notice what would have been the obvious presence of a tiny classmate amongst the food >As she rushes the scoop of mashed potatoes with the tiny girl stuck to it into her mouth, she doesn't hear the cries for help from the miniature girl, a combination of other kids in the lunchroom and the gurgling of her gut drowning out the pathetic screams

>>480 alternate 1: >after shrinking him they go looking for the girl >when they find her they pin her down and dangle him over her face >one of them pinches her nose and when she opens her mouth to gasp for air they drop him inside >they rub her throat up and down until she swallows as a reflex >they check to see if he actually went down before letting her go >all of them laugh as she desperately tries to make herself throw up before giving up and breaking down in tears >they threaten to say she shrank and ate him if she ever tries to tell anyone what happens before leaving her alone alternate 2: >when they find her they casually hand him over to her >she looks confused as she looks over the tiny person before realizing who it is >when she looks back at the group the one who gave him to her has a stern look on her face >"eat him" she says bluntly. "swallow him whole or I'll shrink you as well and eat both of you" >she starts to tear up and tries to refuse before getting slapped across the face >"if you don't do it not only will I eat both of you I'll make sure to do it as slowly and painfully as possible" the girl says as she flashes her a toothy smile >with no other options she lifts the guy up to her face, him constantly shouting and begging her not to do this and to just call her bluff instead, and slowly pops him into her mouth >she swishes him around a bit in her mouth before pretending to swallow as convincingly as she can >not falling for it she gets another slap across the face >losing her temper the girl ordering her raises her voice and says it's her last chance and if he is still in her mouth when she counts to five then both of them are becoming her lunch >completely defeated she gives in and forces herself to swallow in order to save herself, finally sending him down her throat towards her stomach >seeing that she actually did it the bully pretends to look shocked >"wow I didn't think you would actually do it. I was just joking about that whole eating both of you thing. we were gonna put him back to normal but I guess we can't now" >everyone else joins in pretending to be concerned and calling her evil and a murderer for actually eating someone

>>482 >after searching everwhere for him she really tries to focus on where he could be >manages to piece together what happened and realizes what she's done >instead of being completely distraught about what she did she simply laughs it off >"oh well I guess something like that was bound to happen eventually at his size. at least it was me that ate him and not the neighbor's cat." >"so long, son. thanks for being so delicious!" she says casually as she gently gives her belly a light slap >it's pretty fitting that I lose him the same way I lost his dad, she thinks to herself with an evil smirk

>>483 >a few months later and she's found a new boyfriend >another tiny guy, what can she say she finds them cute >she figured out that the cause of the previous 'incidents' has always been that she's had too much to drink and lost control of herself so she vows to stay sober this time >thanksgiving rolls around and they invite his entire family to stay for dinner >he comes from a large family (of small people) and with his parents, siblings, nieces and nephews there are almost 30 people in total coming over >even with so many people a single turkey is more than enough to feed everyone due to their size >they all worked together and brought a large bottle of wine as thanks for having them over >she tries to politely decline having any but they insist since it's a special occasion >the next morning she wakes up still feeling incredibly full and satisfied from the previous night >her memory of what happened last night after she caved and accepted a glass of wine from her guests was hazy but she was sure everything went really well >"I must have eaten so much turkey!" she jokes to herself as she looks down to her belly, still completely stuffed and slightly protruding forward >lets out a deafening belch before covering her mouth in embarrassment, luckily for her everyone was staying in a separate room >she finally works up the energy to pull herself up to her feet and starts to head downstairs >calls out to her boyfriend but there's no reply so she assumes he was still making sure everyone was getting home safely >slowly waddles towards the kitchen to make herself some coffee >as she passes through the dining room next to the kitchen she catches a glimpse of the table in the corner of her eye >and notices that the food from last night is still there and was almost completely untouched >her eyes widen and she runs her hand over her swolen stomach >"whoops"

>Another thing that makes it so hot is how these people seem to be able to get away with anything they want, saying all kinds of messed up shit publicly on twitter with nothing coming of it. >Imagine that kind of immunity in this scenario. >Imagine her doing a public talk and anyone who dares ask something that challenges her views gets shrunken and swallowed in front of a crowd that cheers like she just delivered an incredible rebuttal. >Imagine her finishing by lifting up her shirt to expose her stuffed belly and cracking a joke about how she's finally found a safe space for men before what's left of the crowd erupts in roaring laughter. >Imagine feminists sharing photos of shrunken men on instagram and tagging them with things like lunch. >Imagine #NationalEatAManDay trending on twitter. >Imagine seeing online articles with titles like "How Letting my Wife Swallow me made me Truly Appreciate the Trials of Women (This will be my last article)." >Finally imagine anyone speaking up about how fucked up this all is being told to stop harassing women and being a misogynist and that men deserve what's happening to them for all the years of oppression and the majority of the population agreeing with this response.

>>493 >she had to keep this a secret and there was only one way to make sure no one else found out >she plucked the student who told her what happened off the desk between two fingers, brought them up to her mouth and dropped them inside before closing her eyes tightly and forcing herself to swallow >the entire class erupts into screaming as everyone desperately tries to get away from the teacher, but it's no use. before anyone can move even a few inches the teacher places her arms around everyone as a makeshift barrier, trapping them with her >one by one (and occassionally two at the same time) the teacher works her way through the entire class, constantly apologizing through heaving sobs as she sends them down her throat to her stomach >finally she's left with one student; a quiet boy who always sat alone and never really talked with the other students. she was actually on pretty friendly terms with him since he was always the spare when she ordered to class to pair up for work and they'd end up working together a lot of the time >as she held him up before her face he was begging her not to do this, telling her that he promises not to tell anyone and that if she was really worried she could take him home and watch over him herself >overcome with guilt she agrees, telling him that she'll take care of him from now on and let nothing bad happen to him >he thanks her and she can vaguely make out a smile beginning to form on his tiny, tear-stricken face, which lightens her mood ever so slightly and she returns a small smile her own at him >she gently places him down on the desk and lets him walk around on his own for a short while >after staring at him for a few minutes, she waits until he is facing away from her and in one swift movement lowers her head and snaps him up between her lips before throwing her head back and swallowing her last victim >she traces his trip down her throat with her finger, down her chest past her heart beating like a jackhammer and stopping at her stomach >"I'm sorry" she whispers gently before standing up and exiting the room without another word

>>500 >cartoon has her undivided attention, mouth slathered in ice cream mess, probably going to make herself sick >paying you no attention at all, the remaining ice cream has mostly melted into a cold, sticky soup >she suddenly lifts the tub to her mouth and guzzles it all down >you try to yell but your mouth gets stuffed with the thick cream >the little glutton gulps you down with a mouthful of ice cream >you're squeezed painfully down the length of her throat until being flushed into her stomach >tummy is practically bloated with an entire tub of ice cream >a torrent of more ice cream, the last mouthful of the tub, floods through the stomach's opening, nearly burying you >you try to make your way to the wall of her gut through the thick disgusting sludge >you can hear all of the natural noises of her body, her heartbeat pounding somewhere overhead, lungs taking in great big breaths to laugh at lame cartoon puns >her belly gurgles and groans around you as it churns up the contents of her meal, yourself included >the cool ice cream eventually gives way to the heat of the young girl's body >you lose consciousness in the torrent of digestive juices and bubbling sounds >little girl has no idea what she's just done, or what her tummy is in the process of doing to an older, smarter boy >your life and all your experiences up to now are reduced to nothing but a few dozen calories and drop of waste to be expelled later >her parents come home to find her there sitting up, asleep on the couch, drool dribbling from the corner of her mouth, television still on, empty tub of ice cream in her lap, the babysitter nowhere in sight >you sure as shit aren't getting that ten bucks now

>>503 >"Wow dude, you're like ant-mode. Guess you really want it rough. If that's your thing, tho-" you're almost deafened as her sentence is cut short by a massive belch >the hopsy, yeasty-scented moist air blasts into you, throwing you back against her fingertip >if she hadn't been cradling you in her fingernail, who knows how far you would have flown off >she covers her mouth with her free hand, cheeks reddening slightly in embarrassment >she can't stop herself laughing, though, snorting >"Whoops, I'm pretty wasted. Well let's do this shit." >she leans back into your pillows and spreads her thighs, the finger you're on soaring through the air down to her crotch >spreading her lips with her free hand she unceremoniously plunges your speck of a body right into the pink, fleshy folds of her throbbing womanhood >the heat is intense, like being flung into a sauna >you can barely tell what's going on as she casually masturbates with the one finger that she thinks is bearing you, though you've quickly been separated from it >she moans softly as she pumps her finger in and out of her sopping wet cunt, completely unaware of your whereabouts within her >you thrash and struggle in the oven-like tunnel of muscle, fighting not to be smothered to death, or crushed by the powerful, rippling walls >as the fluids quickly build up, you find it harder and harder to get a breath of air >you're pulled in and pushed out, all throughout the length of her vaginal canal as her finger pumps, threatening to smear you into her genitals with each pass >she gradually slows to a stop, leaving you lost deep within her, completely unable to escape under your own power >barely any air, the heat overwhelming you as you begin to pass out >in the morning all she'll remember is the sexy dude she almost hooked up with that let her pass out in his bed >the last thing you'll ever hear is the sound of your drunk fuckbuddy snoring loudly in your new bed >and then she farts

Did anyone else who still bothers to use writing.com get their account randomly deleted recently? I thought they were doing a site-wide purge of fetish shit when mine got deleted out of nowhere but it looks like none of the more popular size stories were affected. It's weird because my additions were nowhere near as bad as some of the shit I've seen posted there when it comes to morally questionable. There's tons of chapters in interactives involving kids and stuff like that that weren't touched.

>>534 My account is fine. People use it for anything but fetish writing? They should just embrace it and become the fetish/fan-fiction capital of the internet.

>you will never be hanging out at a party, on the table with the other tiny guests >you will never nervously stare up at a newly arrived guest as she curiously closes in to the group of tinies, having never seen a tiny before in her life >you will never hear your fellow tinies whimper and squeal as she starts picking them up and placing them in her palm without even asking, while commenting, in her big, booming voice, on how cool it is to finally see some little people >you will never feel the uncertainty as you, then your gf, are plucked up and placed with the several other tinies in her hand, leaving the other half of the group on the table in confusion >you will never comfort your gf as the curious girl brings you all up to face level to look upon you with her big, naive eyes, her breath blowing at you like a mild wind >you will never hear her loud voice settle into a subdued, friendly tone as she starts asking your names and commenting on how cute all of you are >you will never spend the rest of the party with her, being asked questions, and gently toyed with whenever she decides to pet someone, pick them up, or pin them to the surface of her soft palm under her fingertip so they can squirm for her amusement

>>539 >you will never feel a sudden fear when she mentions how she's always wondered what tinies taste like, and says she'd like just a little taste of one, promising she won't swallow them >you will never shake as she decides to use 'the cute little redhead' for the taste test, quickly reaching down and picking your gf out of the group as she struggles and squeals >you will never watch with dread and arousal as the giantess brings your gf to her lips, then casually opens her mouth and pops her in as she begs to be put down >you will never watch the girl as she tastes and sucks on your gf's tiny body, commenting the flavor is nice but not what she expected from a tiny person >you will never hear her sigh with satisfaction and say she's done, only to tilt her head up and gulp loudly >you will never squeal in panic with the other tinies, then drop to your knees in shock when the giantess pulls your gf out from between her lips, revealing that she was kidding and had the tiny girl under her tongue when she swallowed >you will never hug your soaking wet, scared gf as you're all carried back to the table as the big girl prepares to leave >you will never hear the titaness casually ask for your gf's number so they can 'hang out', after apologizing if she scared her with her little joke and promising to make up for it later

>>540 >you will never be hanging with your gf when she gets a surprise text from that girl you met at the party >you will never comfort her as she stresses over how to reply to the giantess' offer to hang out >you will never convince her to take it up, rationalizing that the big girl just wasn't used to interacting with tinies, also reminding your gf that the girl did say she wanted to make up for scaring her >you will never hnnnng internally when your gf accepts the offer and agrees to meet the giant girl later on >you will never get a message from your gf a few hours later, reading 'help trapped in her sock please help!!' >you will never write back 'pics or it didn't happen' >you will never get back an awkwardly taken, dim photo of your gf wedged between to gigantic, sweaty toes, illuminated only by the cellphone and what little light comes through the cotton fabric

>>541 >you will never feel torn between wanting to help your gf and wanting to enjoy her latest photo >you will never receive a text just before you're about to call 911 from the giant girl, containing a perspective shot of her abs with your gf in her belly button, and the message 'don't go telling on me, or she'll be on the inside in the next shot' >you will never start sweating profusely and text her back, asking her what she wants with your gf >you will never debate calling the cops anyway when you get a response, 'just keep quiet and i'll take good care of her. i'm keeping her, sorry dude.' >you will never nervously type out another message, 'where is she now? is she okay? send pic' >you will never get another photo of your gf, her upper body poking out from between the giantess' lips accompanied by a winking emoticon >you will never reply '…keep going' >you will never be sent another pic of your gf squirming on the girl's huge tongue with the question 'you like this, don't you' >you will never respond again with a promise not to tell anyone about what's going on, as long as she doesn't hurt your gf and keeps sending pictures >you will never jolt in your seat when suddenly, a skype request

>>542 >you will never accept the request and shiver when the video feed starts up, revealing the giantess sitting on her bed garbed in her sweaty workout clothes, displaying your gf in her open palm >you will never hear your gf's tiny shouts for help become drowned out when the much larger girl closes her hand and asks you if you've told anyone >you will never tell the giant girl the secret is safe, and ask what she plans to do now >you will never feel your heartrate double in a moment when she tells you it's time for her workouts, and opens her palm, allowing you a brief look at your gf before getting off the bed, and wedging the squirming tiny into the back of her shorts, between her toned cheeks in full view of her cell's camera >you will never watch as she begins with stretches, then brings her phone along as she moves on to an exercise bike, all the while you can hear your gf's muffled pleas >you will never see the giant girl's body make tiny twitches after a couple minutes, commenting on how much your gf is squirming >you will never watch her lean forward off the seat, readjust her shorts and sit back down with a sigh, almost blotting out a tiny squeal from under her

>>543 Anon pls gib more

Something like that In Time movie but with size changing would make for a pretty hot story/comic. >everyone on earth is constantly shrinking slowly and the only way to prevent it is by buying growth to temporarily reverse the effect >the rich can easily afford to stay at whatever size they like while people on average/lower incomes can only just scrape by >because of how advantageous it is to be bigger it becomes easier and easier for the already rich population to gain a monopoly over growth supply >eventually only a tiny percentage of the global population is at a normal size while everyone else is forced to work for them so they can be given just enough growth to prevent them from shrinking away into nothing >because they have complete control over the distribution of a resource that everyone needs in order to live they basically have free reign over the rest of the planet >the tiny population just has to accept it and go along with any of their demands >if the spoiled teenage daughter of a rich growth tycoon wants to help herself to as many tiny people as she likes then what daddy's princess wants daddy's princess gets

>>619 >slaving away to just to keep my measly few millimeters of height >become the disposabal property of a bratty self absorbed giant princess who was born privileged with every possible biological , social, and economic advantage than me. She knows nothing but endless bliss, pleasure, and gratification. >owned, used, and abused by her. >Me choking on my frustration and tears >Dozens of us daily getting scrunched in her toe jam or dropped in her underwear. >She sees nothing wrong with it, no thoughts of guilt ever once cross her mind, This life is all she knows.

>>620 >rich girl drops a handful of tinies into her bra and front of her panties every morning >she thinks their squirming makes her day more enjoyable >she also really loves rubbing it in that she's bigger than everyone else >sometimes if she's bored she'll tease random tinies, and start arguments for really petty reasons >"My coffee is too cold/hot!" or "Were you just checking out my ass? I'm pretty sure you were!" >as soon as she gets bored with arguing with them she just sits on them because she thinks it's funny that they can't stop her >Sometimes she'll go to the beach and purposefully lay down where a bunch of other people already are >Dozens are smushed under her gigantic, perfectly round ass >She laughs when the ones that aren't crushed scream at her to move >She bounces up and down and says they were in her favorite spot

>she agrees to a dinner date, tells you to bring lots of cash >meet her there, she asks to see your wallet >she takes it, checks inside, then with a casual nod, shrinks you down to a inch tall >proceeds to order the most expensive and largest multi-course meal possible >forces you to sit and watch her eat, chewing and swallowing down mouthful after mouthful of food in the most obnoxious manner possible >*Uurrrrp* I'm stuffed anon! Time for dessert." She teases, licking her lips and picking you up >As she carries you up to her mouth you catch a glimpse of her bloated tummy through her dress >"I never wanted to date you, anon, but I think you'll do good as my after dinner mint!" >She opens her mouth wide. *Burrraahpp* "Ooh, sorry anon, that must've been stinky…" >Her lips part once more, sticking her tongue out below you >You are dropped onto the slimy oral muscle and quickly pulled into the darkness of her maw >she wastes no time tasting you, casually curling her tongue around your tiny body and flicking you into the opening of her gullet >*GULP* She swallows you down with no hesitation on her part, you're just food for her >Soon enough you squeeze out of her esophagus and into her full tummy >The smell and heat are unbearable, you're dropped in a bubbling mixture of the contents of her meal, the walls of her stomach churning and undulating at all times, squeezing and jostling the mass of food >You don't last long, between the lack of air space, muscular contractions and compacting of the food, as well as the mushy, half liquid-half solid state of all the slop, you're practically buried alive in her meal, sinking into the pit of her stomach >Outside, the girl you so desperately wanted to date simply rubs her tummy and burps once again >Close to 36 hours later, after experiencing a particularly gassy day through her rear end, she lowers her round bottom onto a toilet >The remains of the large dinner are released quite quickly, a large satisfying bowel movement for her >She flushes the toilet, finishes up in the bathroom and continues with her day, anon isn't even a blip on her mind

For your benefit, I will now link every story in this thread that does not contain vore/murderfag stuff: >>499

Alright why the hell not, not porographic really but giantess related PS I haven't read Boku no Hero. I've only seen the anime. >"This is such bullshit Mount Lady said "Why the fuck do I have to be here? >"Ma'am we need all heroes to come for this fight, your quirk would be greatly beneficial, if you don't come you'll lose your hero license >"I'm getting no money, no recognition for this and yet I'm for this and yet I'm forced to come. This is horeshit." >Mt Lady sat cramped in the back of a Humvee, she was among the few heroes left in the area after the foreign military invaded. Japan's forces quickly became overwhelmed and they then requested the support of the US military to assist. Mt. Lady had been forced into going along with a Security Forces Squadron from Yokota AFB. Their mission: assist in the evacuation of civilians from the Tokyo area and then pull out themselves. >Mt Lady was in the middle of the convoy, in the Humvee with her was a Combat Rescue Officer, whose team had volunteered to assist the Security Forces. >"Ma'am I understand that, reporters can't come because it's too dangerous and your government isn't necessarily in the position to give paychecks, please at least think of the people you're gonna save" >Mt Lady snorted and turned away from the CRO they soon dismount and load several civilians into half ton trucks and drive back to base. >See this isn't so bad a young airman sitting beside Mt. Lady said, we'll be done soon Ma'am >"Airman watch your sector" the CRO said "something…..something ain't right" >As he said that a flurry of machinegun fire and RPG's rocked the convoy, destroying the lead vehicle and causing the convoy to halt >"GUNNER ENGAGE TARGETS 3 O'CLOCK HIGH" The CRO barked to the gunner in the Humvee >"EVERYBODY OUT PROTECT THE CIVILIANS! GO! GO! GO!" >The airmen jumped out of their vehicles and started returning fire and tending to the casualties in the lead humvee. >Mt Lady cowered behind a humvee as bullets whistled all around the airmen eventually suppressed the enemy and had gathered the wounded, they moved to return to their vehicles. >"You know it would have been nice if you could have transformed and taken out some of the enemy" The CRO said, "I know you don't want to be here but you're a fucking hero, act like it" >"Fuck you" Mt Lady said "I didn't sign up for this shit, now take me back to the base" >"Sure fucking thin-" the CRO said, suddenly explosions started ringing out around them >"MORTARS!, WE'RE BOXED IN, GET INSIDE THAT MALL NOW!" The CRO said, grabbing Mt Lady by the arm and dragging her into the building. >"Fucking hell, they've got us zeroed in, I bet they're gonna regroup and counter attack." >The CRO calls for medevac and air support as Mt Lady sits in the corner rocking back and forth >The CRO notices, "Hey, pull yourself together remember who you are, you're trained for this." >"Not for this, this..this is insane!" Mt Lady screamed >"If you're gonna be of no help at least stay out of our way" >"Let's get to the top floor, and form up there, air support is 2 minutes out, with medevac for the wounded and civilians coming first, and transport for the rest of us coming next." >They set up, bracing for an assault, they hear the explosions of friendly air support outside, but are still receiving warnings of enemy amassing in the area. >"Here they come" said the CRO >The airmen open up with a barrage of machine gun fire, the enemy responds with their own machine guns and RPGs >The CRO takes cover and returns fire with his M4. "Fucking hell that CAS did shit!, we're taking too much fire!" >Mt Lady sits in the corner shaking, what could she do? She could transform, that would make her harder to kill but a bigger target for the enemy, she's never done this, she's only faced smaller villains for the money, what-what could she do? >"Mt Lady! They're on the parking garage across from us! It's damaged if you transformed you could take them out!" The CRO yelled while desperately returning fire. >"Are you insane?! I can't do that I'll die!" Mt Lady shouted back. >"Go downstairs and flank them! You can get the drop on them! Please we'll all die! We need your help goddamnit!" "But I..I" "OH SHIT" the CRO came rushing back and jumped on top of Mt Lady before a massive explosion.

>>683 What about some non-fatal vore? >you will never be the tiny boyfriend of a chubby qt >she will never sleep with you cuddled against her plush belly >you will never hear her stomach growl for breakfast as she wakes up in the morning >she will never blush slightly, wondering if you heard her hungry tummy >she will never "accidentally" drop you into her cereal >you will never playfully wrestle with her spoon, or swim among the waves she makes in the bowl >she will never eat every piece of cereal until all that's left is you and the milk >she will never lift up the bowl to her face and take big gulps of milk, drawing you closer and closer to her soft lips >she will never slurp up your tiny body and play with you on her tongue, tasting you and pleasuring you until she swallows you with a heavy gulp >she will never trace the form of your body down her neck until it passes behind her bountiful breasts >she will never let out a cute burp after you splash down in the warm, milky sauna of her belly >you will never relax, safe and warm in your girlfriends tummy, and listen to her heart beat and her digestive system work on digesting her cereal >she will never go about her day and feel your movements tickle her as she walks around or eats >she will never talk to her belly to give you a heads up before she sits down at the buffet >she will never stuff her belly completely full, burying you under food >you will never be sucked into her small intestine with all that food, carried along deeper into your girlfriend's body >she will never fall asleep happy and stuffed with you lost somewhere deep within her >she will never tease you and giggle as she rescues you from her toilet bowl the next day >she will never gently wash you off, tiny and naked as your clothes have long since digested away >she will never slip you into her pocket to let you rest after the long journey through her body >you will never fall asleep cozy and warm in your giant gf's pocket

http://pastebin.com/kjCe4RXZ http://pastebin.com/wDzt2n7M Two short stories about Laci Green swallowing people I got from /d/

The stereotypical SJW is such a smug, self-entitled cunt that she's pretty much perfect for giantess scenarios. Imagine what her twitter page would be like. >I currently have 18 straight white males digesting in my stomach. What are YOU doing to fight inequality #SwallowThePatriarchy >I've been doing a social experiment where I refuse to move out of the way when I'm walking towards a man. So far I've had to scrape 27 people off my shoes #SorryNotSorry >My doctor tried to shame me today by asking me to describe my diet so I gave him a firsthand look at what I had for breakfast #HealthAtANYSize >Ugh. So sick of old white men in the government trying to tell me what to do with MY body. If they don't want me destroying their buildings they should make more places giantess accessible. >Been getting a lot of harrassment lately by people who seem to think I'm not oppressed just because I'm over 100 feet tall. Any of my followers feel like finding out where they live so I can go sit on their houses? >Seems like I can't go anywhere without accidentally crushing some dudebro like a grape. I guess men's bodies are just as fragile as their masculinity. >Normal size privilege is being able to see a baseball game without killing thousands of people and destroying half of the stadium. I honestly feel so victimized right now by this level of exclusion and I expect an apology for this from the owner >Shoutout to my followers for telling me about the Men's Rights talk going on at the convention center near me. Haven't been this full in a loooong time >Getting tired of dealing with so-called male 'allies' who act like they're up for destroying the patriarchy, but suddenly they're all like "noo don't eat me please" when it comes to actually contributing to the cause. Whatever, it feels better when they struggle going down anyway >There's a lot of #NotAllMen whining going on in my timeline over my latest tweet. Just so you know ALL men benefit from the patriarchy and it's everyone's responsibility to help get rid of it. And the best way to do that is to get on your hands and knees and crawl right down my throat #YesAllSnacks >Some dudebro thought he'd try and be smart and bombard me with difficult questions at my latest college talk, asking for bullshit like 'evidence of oppression' and even accusing me of being privileged and using my size to oppress others. Needless to say I plucked that fedora pissbaby right out the audience and just swallowed him right there without a word. I was glad to see everyone else there was on the right side of history when they all started cheering afterwards >Just did my part to #CrushCapitalism by stomping the local bank into rubble. Capitalism is nothing but evil and we need to do everything we can to destroy it for good <posted from my custom built giant iPhone> >"wah wah crushing and eating men is MISANDRYYYY" umm no??? for starters misandry isn't even real because women aren't in a position of power. and no, before any fedoras start hounding my timeline, just because I can crush you under my thumb without trying doesn't mean I'm in a position of power

>>897 >Finally, near the end of the parade, the marchers split up to go down a few separate side streets and meet up at the temple. The priestess leads her handmaidens down an alleyway, but they don't continue to the temple. They cross an abandoned warehouse to the docks, where a chartered ship is ready to sail them to a remote corner of the empire. >They board the ship and head back to their quarters to shed their living undergarmets, releasing the slaves to the open air once again. >A bit sad to see them go, the priestess offers to let some of them ride with her a bit longer. Surprisingly, she has some takers, mostly people who were tied up in strenuous positions, supporting breasts many times their size for hours with only their bodies. Now they're completely exhausted, and would like a safe, soft, warm place to rest. She's all too glad to stow them away in her mighty bosom as they begin their long journey to freedom. >Months later, the former slaves have begun building their new society under the watchful care of the priestess and her handmaidens. >Curiously, many of the them have taken to referring to the former priestess as a goddess. She knows she should probably discourage this, but it's very flattering and she can never quite bring herself to disappoint her adorable little followers by reminding them of her lack of divinity. What harm is there in being a benevolent goddess? She reasons. >To show their gratitude for her protection and guidance, the tinies bring her a new person every week to act as her personal servant. It's always a young man or young woman, as serving the goddess is seen as something of a right of passage. >Sometimes the new servants are skittish around her, unused to interacting with a person so much larger than them. With these ones she is endlessly gentle, slowly building up their courage by letting them explore the hills and valleys of her bountiful form. >Others view the opportunity to serve in a more sexual way. The priestess indulges them, letting her own dark impulses surface, although never so much that someone would get hurt. >Either way, she relishes the company, and the opportunity to play goddess with her adoring worshipers.

>>986 >Moments later, a human waitress emerges from an elevator onto the surface of the table. She's about to get your wife's attention, but she hestitates when she notices your absence, suddenly worried that she might be the next to meet an unfortunate end. >When she opens her eyes again, the first thing your wife notices is the nervous-looking waitress fidgeting on the table. With a reassuring smile, she says, "Relax, sweetie. I didn't have my husband as an appetizer, and I'm not about make you one, either. He's busy staying warm," she pats her chest suggestively, "So I'll order for the both of us." >The waitress responds with a wide-eyed nod of understanding, mouthing a silent "oh" as if she's just been let in on a secret. After another moment of calming down, she relaxes back into her professional demeanor and quickly takes the orders before scurrying away. >When the food finally comes, your wife reaches into her cleavage to pull you out. Her probing fingers come as a surprise, because you'd nearly fallen asleep listening to the gentle beating of her heart. >She sets you down near the miniature table your food was served at. Her food, on the other hand, had to be lowered onto the giant table by crane. >When you sit down, you're surprised to see the exact dish you were planning on ordering, even though you can't remember ordering. The realization that your wife just knows you that well sends a warm fuzzy feeling through your chest, and you smile. >Meanwhile, she's really digging into her food. This is the largest restaurant in town, and the only one that can serve proper portions to giants, so she's making use of the rare opportunity to pig out a bit. >You try to eat your meal, but it's difficult because you can't stop watching your wife in awe. You eat with her all the time, you should be used to this by now, but something about watching another person swallow chunks of food larger than your whole body is just impossible to get used to.

>>987 >When she starts walking your previously benign prison of flesh begins to jiggle ever so slightly, and her cheeks slide across you gently as her legs pump, carrying her along. If you weren't still clothed it would probably be quite stimulating. >Your thoughts are interrupted when another groan sounds from the bowels beyond. No sooner does it finish than your wife unceremoniously looses a fart. The hot, odorous gas immediately envelopes you, and you can't help but squirm a bit in disgust. This is going to be a long ride. >Eventually you arrive back at home. Your wife frees you from her butt, and sits down on her bed, cradling you in her hands. >She has a slightly guilty look on her face, which makes you hopeful. Still, your mouth got you into this mess, so you wait for her to speak first. >She sighs heavily before she begins, sending her breath billowing over you. Its minty aroma is a welcome change of pace. >"I hope that wasn't too unpleasant for you," she says apologetically. >It was quite unpleasant, but you don't want to make her feel worse, so you say jokingly, "The fact that it was your butt made it bearable." >She rolls her eyes, "Still, I shouldn't have let my emotions get tge better if me like that, so I'm going to make it up to you." >Closing her eyes, your wife brings you close for a kiss, but stops a few feet short, crinkling her nose in disgust. "But first, we need to get you cleaned up." >You expect her to just drop you by the human scale part of the master bathroom, so you can take a quick shower, but instead she starts running a bath in the giant scale tub. You'll be bathing together, it seems.

>>988 >Soon she deposits you on the edge of the tub so she can strip out of her dress. As you get undressed yourself, you can't help but pause and stare at your wife - a hundred-foot-tall monument of female sexuality, all curves and flawless skin and lustrous black hair - and think that she chose to be with tiny little you over anyone else in the world. That thought is what makes it all worth it - every humiliating butt ride, every argument lost by being stuffed into her cleavage, every "little man" joke your friends told at your expense, every terrifying encounter with her parents, all of it. >Eventually, you both make it into the tub. Holding you in a few feet of water with one hand, your wife uses the fingers of her other hand to wash you, as gently and intimately as if you were the same size. How she even manages to handle the human sized soap and washcloth is a mystery to you, but she makes it look easy. >Her strong fingers caress every part of your body, like a massage. It's extremely relaxing, and you soon find yourself drifting off. >"Don't fall asleep yet," she warns cutely, "I still need to rinse you off." >You manage to keep your eyes open long enough to be dunked in the warm bathwater one last time. >After lifting you from the water, your wife brings you up to her chest, and nestles you between her breasts. With you legs and torso ticked in and your head and arms exposed, you look like the pendant of a human necklace. >She laid you on your back, but you turn to place your chest against hers, spreading your arms wide in a vain attempt to give her a hug. >As you drift away to sleep, you wish you could be giant just once, so you could give your beloved a proper hug.

>>989 >>989 Nice slice of life story

I found this somewhere else, can't remember where though. Short but sweet. >born 3/4 of an inch tall >kid sister farts on you as a prank >sensory overload from the heat and smell of the blast causes you to cum instantly >get confused and start ranting at your sister >she thinks it's hilarious, makes sure that whenever she has to fart, she does it on you >gradually become addicted to your little sister's farts >get to the point where you skip school to jump into her panties while she gets dressed >since she's too big to notice you, you spend the whole day masturbating, pressed against her titanic, sweaty ass cheek

>>1261 >another time you lost a bet >decided to make you massage her feet >she lays facedown on the couch, places you on her feet, says >"I'm gonna take a nap. Those feet better be relaxed when I wake up!" >you massage her feet while she sleeps >after awhile, the smell, the suppleness of her skin, and the warmth from her feet starts to do something >you totally get turned on >"ugh. gross" you think to yourself >massage a little longer >still turned on >she's still asleep >perverted wheels start turning >listen to her breathing >sleeping like a rock >look left >look right >look at erection >"fuck it" >and so you do >go to the toes >put it in one of the crevices >start humping slowly, as to not wake her up >she doesn't wake up >she doesn't even move >"alright, here goes nothing" >start slow >feelsgood.jpg >speed up slightly >feelsrealgood.jpg >start to speed up even more >you're really getting into it >in her sleep, your twin sister flexes the toe you're going at >holyshit.png >you finish, spraying all over her toes >spend the rest of the time cleaning off her toes >you finish removing your spray from all over her toes >she wakes up >she flexes and feels her feet >"wow, nice work little bro! they feel so soft now, especially the toes! thanks! >"uh, yeah, whatever. i'm gonna win the next bet!" >she never found out >mission passed - respect +

>>1262 Alternate End 1 >"fuck it" >and so you do >you look around and see her panty clad ass a little far away >booty.jpg >you make your way up her leg >get to the asscheek >whoa >it's soft and plushy >you spread your arms, getting as much as you can >almost can't climb it >reach the top >bouncy >start making you way to the middle >PANTIES BLOCK YOUR PATH >PROCEED? > - YES >slide your fingers under the edge of the underwear >get your lower half in >upper half in >let go of panties >slide down in between the cheeks >look around >see it >The Hole? >"alright, here goes nothing" >start slow >it twitches a little, but your twin sister stays asleep >inhale >exhale >"alright" >speed up a little >feelsgreat.png >speed up >feelsamazing.png >you fuckin go for it >all in baby >you're almost there, when suddenly >it tightens around your member >dickandmindblown.tif >minimal cleanup >all done >you climb out (with difficulty) >on the cheek >she starts waking up >ohshit.panic >you get the fuck outta dodge

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>sprinting down the leg toward the feet >made it >start massaging >she fully wakes up >"oh, hey little bro. did you massage my feet the whole time I was asleep? haha sorry. they don't feel a lot better, but I'm feeling really satisfied from that nap for some reason, so I'll let ya off the hook." >"uh, yeah. thanks" >"hey, do my feet smell really bad? you're breathing pretty heavily." >she never found out >mission passed - respect +

>>1262 Alternate end 2 >feelsrealgood.jpg >start to speed up even more >you're really getting into it >then, without warning, your twin sister wakes up >wellthat'sjustgreat.shit >you freeze >your sister is always dazed when she wakes up, she must have forgotten about you (lucky you) >she starts looking at her phone >you slowly wedge yourself in between her big and index toes >she's still looking at her phone >suddenly >"SHIT, I'M LATE FOR CLASS" >you quickly and unexpectedly started moving at 299,792,420 meters a second >your face falls off >you barely catch it and put it back on >you come to a slow >you see a sock being put on the foot >well this is going to be a long day >your sister goes to class >it's hot out, and the A/C in the classroom doesn't work >you nearly drown in sweat >you still manage to crank one out when she's sitting in class >you get home hours later >fortunately, your sister goes directly to sleep >you finally climb out from in between her toes >drenched in sweat and covered in toe 'gunk' >you get to bed and fall asleep > - the next day >your sister wakes you up >"hey little bro! sorry I just ran off like that yesterday. I was late for class and I didn't see you anywhere. I just assumed-" >she got a whiff of you >"GEEZ little bro! you smell like feet and death! woo, take a shower!" >as she was leaving the room >"how did you even manage to smell that bad?" >"uh, I have no idea" >mission passed? respect +?

>>1233 To the anon who posted the stories earlier, can you repost them? I think the server move/crash affected them

(Posting this here since it would be most relevant here) >say that you do not want to be in a Giantess grip kneeling on Her palm… >say that you do not want to feel small, obedient and dependent on Her… >say that you do not want to belong to Her and be Her toy and property… >say that you do not want to worship Her for the mercy of sparing your life… >say that you do not want to kneel before Her and become more and more broken as you look into Her powerful eyes… >say that you do not want to be in Her vagina when She orgasms aroused by how powerless you are compared to Her… >say that you do not want to be shrunken into nothingness inside Her vagina and have both your body and soul absorbed… >say this all if you really mean it

>>1277 >>1266 Never mind it seems to have resolved itself.

>>1277 (similar situation with this thread being the most relevant to post this) >be me, not long ago >in bed, very tired >try to fap, but eventually fall asleep >suddenly I'm not quite asleep >but neither awake >realize I'm in a sort of dream >everything is so real >or it is what they call astral projection? >look around shocked >lying face down on giant girl's palm >covered with her vaginal juices >now I'm really shocked >hear her soft but loud voice above me >'you did well, now rest' >realize I'm very tired >can barely move my limbs >it is so comfortable lying there >I feel safe in her palm >can't even describe it now >try moving my right arm against her palm >can feel my tiny hand touching her skin >feeling every wrinkle of her palm >it is so real I'm no longer sure if it is a dream >I try to lift myself a bit to look up at her >feel her finger gently press me on my back >and pet me from my wet hair through my entire spine >wake up ;_; And there was a picture to go with it as well

>>1390 >The cute brunette woman sitting at her desk in the room with little planet; her office set up in the corner with most of the space dedicated to being empty to minimize risk the the fragile little ball >Her hair done up in a ponytail, to prevent loose hairs from accidentally razing the little planet. >"GOD, I DON'T WANT TO GO SHOPPING TOMORROW, MY FEET HURT…" she idly complains out loud to everyone, her womanly voice loudly, but not unpleasantly, vibrating through the ground of little planet, shaking it to its very core >She groans as she glances at the clock, having a ladies night planned for after work in an hour with her few closest friends >Pulling her folded up blue dress out of her bag, she then walks across the windowless room, unaware that the entire world getting an eyeful of her full bouncing boobs, and gyrating butt >Opening the door and starting down the hallway, The high tech security door automatically locking itself behind her >Peeks down at the foyer, to see a fuckin huge line to the ladies room; apparently one of the other bathroom's in the complex having flooded >"DEARS…. PROMISE ME YOU WON'T PEEK, WILL YOU?" Her relatively colossal voice pleads. Mom watching as the security door automatically latches itself shut, before walking to the corner of the room, undoing the button of her work jeans, and straddling it down her legs >Her shirt going much of the same way, Mom tugging it up and up, her generous breasts satisfyingly bouncing up and down. >"UGH, THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING! BUT IT BEATS WAITING AGES JUST TO GET CHANGED…" The now half nude woman bashfully says, halfheartedly trying to cover up her panties which had rode a bit tight against her womanhood, as well as her nipples which poked very visibly against the fabric. Knowing full well that there's no way at LEAST a billion were watching her

>>1391 >"YOU ALL THINK I'M PRETTY THOUGH, RIGHT?" Mom rhetorically says down to her microscopic captive planet >Her unimaginably vast, almost nude frame moving at impossible speeds across their sky, as she then heads back to her desk, grabbing a hair clip that she forgot >On her way back to her dress, she smiles, and stops right next to little planet; level with her crotch. her boobs obscuring the view of her face oh so far above >Literally the entire sky being just her vagina, very clearly visible at their size through the thin frilly fabric >"I KNOW I SAY THIS A LOT, BUT YOU ALL ARE SO CUTE! SOMETIMES I WISH I COULD JUST TAKE YOU ALL HOME WITH ME~" her warm womanly voice shaking up the entire world at that close of a distance >The entire world getting a 10/10 view of her soft, panty clad butt as she turns to continue her business >Puts on the dress, and playfully asks "AH, ZIP ME UP WOULD YOU?~" to literally everyone, giggling as she struggles for just a few seconds, but eventually manages >Not too long after, the clock hits 5PM >"FINALLY!~" She exclaims, cutely stretching in her adorable blue dress, shutting off her workstation. >"IT'S BEEN ANOTHER LOVELY DAY DEARS! I'LL SEE YOU ALL TOMORROW~" She says with a wave, happily leaving, making sure the door is securely locked >Mom blissfully unaware that billions were feverishly re-watching HD recordings of her getting changed that night

>>1392 >Another typical day in the office for Mom and little planet >Browsing mundane work e-mail, cleaning the clutter on her desk, a slow day really. >Satisfied with her cleaning job, mom decides to take a break. Rolling her office chair over, and taking a seat right next to tiny planet; her face getting in the way of the 'sun' light >"I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE THEY TRUST ME THIS MUCH! THAT THEY LET ME BE HERE UNSUPERVISED WITH YOU DEARS LIKE THIS~" She says softly, even that stirring up the oceans, a strong, sandwich scented wind gusting over the entire world with each breath >"AH! I WANTED YOUR OPINION ON SOMETHING LITTLE ONES! I BOUGHT THESE FOR MY HUSBAND LATER… DO YOU THINK HE'LL LIKE THEM?" Mom blushing softly, as she turns around, and undoes the button on her jeans. Revealing a pretty pink pair of lacy panties, complete with a (to them) planet-sized heart in the middle of her butt >the warm and familiar scent of mom's ass wafting over the entire globe >Mom doing this sort of thing pretty often, as she's the only one who knows how to communicate with the germ sized people; enjoying the perks of being able to demand the attention of all billions of them~ >Feeling generous, in a good mood, Mom then walks back to her desk. Everyone looking on with concern as she takes a single M&M, and crushes it with a firm press. The people knowing full well that could easily be them if she wanted >Grabbing a minuscule crumb of chocolate with the tweezers, and taking it over to the planet >the entire world seeing an overwhelming above shot of her tits, as she bends down, concentrating on keeping a steady hand as she gently releases the Mt. Everest size chunk of chocolate >Missing her mark by an amount she can't even notice, and crushing an entire town >"YOU'RE WELCOME DEARS~" She says with a little giggle. Nobody down there having the heart to tell her what she did with how kind (and hot) she is

>>1393 >After having changed in front of them the other day, and being guaranteed privacy from her co-workers, Mom decides to make herself at home, stripping off a layer of clothes >The brunette ponytailed woman standing above the planet in nothing but those cute panties, and a tight plain white tank top >"I WOULD TURN DOWN THE AIR A BIT, BUT THEN YOU'D ALL FREEZE!~" She says, both her and everyone on little planet knowing that she's just likes the attention >Mom proceeding to talk to her little world about petty personal stuff. About the drama she has with the HR woman, and the guy on first floor who stares at her too much, and how her husband forgot to pick up milk… >Not aware that her voice is so big and powerful, that it makes it hard for any of the germ sized people to hear ANYTHING else. Being completely unintentionally silenced as she says whatever she wants >"OH! I ALSO GOT A NEW PEDICURE YESTERDAY! DOESN'T IT LOOK NICE DEARS?~" the sky darkening once more as she takes her right foot out of her shoe, strips off the sock, and raises it up so that her toes are on the side of the planet opposite to her and her chair >The odor being barely noticeable to her, but absolutely overwhelming to everyone else. The stuffy scent of office lady foot rolling over the planet in waves >The pink floral pattern of her toes reflecting the light of their 'sun', causing people to squint as their sky suddenly lights up because of Mom's toenails. "THEY'RE PRETTY RIGHT?~" she says with a smile on her face, eventually setting her foot back down >Mom checking her little planet e-mail not too long after, and smiling as she sees tens of thousands of messages from people all across little planet, complimenting her on her clothes, thanking her for the massive chocolate mountain, and casually chatting with her >Hardly anyone criticizing her about anything, always wanting to stay on her good side~

>be one inch tall >have chubby giant roommate >she thinks you're cute, enjoys watching you interact with normal-sized stuff like pencils, coins, makeup, berries, etc >talks about how tiny and weightless you are when she picks you up, will place you her on her bare belly/thighs to enjoy the feeling of your tiny feet on her bare skin >She says its really cute, she can only feel the lightest tickle as your tiny feet cross the hills of her flesh >As a joke one day she gets out a bad dragon marital aid and puts it next to you >"Oh my god anon its like a tower compared to you!" >Picks you up and places you on the head, it smells funny >She makes a joke about how the view is from "up there" >Gets a look in her eye, smirks >Slowly shimmies out of her pants >Stands over the marital aid, casting it into shadow with her nude undercarriage >"Hmmm, I wonder if you'd tickle somewhere else anon…"

I made a quick thing. Criticism is welcome https://pastebin.com/X9vg7ic1

>>1435 I really enjoyed this. Have you written anything else?

>slobby, chubby femanon with a big appetite >gets constant hookups on by showing off her huge cowtits and her fat ass on /soc/ and /r9k/ >invites naive anons on dates, shrinks them when they show up at her house >keeps the ones she's collected in a jar, teases them and pleasures herself with them, eating a few whenever more show up >one night she's in the mood for a proper binge >she orders a couple pizzas >shrinks the pizza guy too when he shows up >he's cute so she decides to let him get aquainted with her enormous ass >once he's shoved up in there, she plops down in her computer chair wearing nothing but a thong and starts to eat >she gets a few slices into her gut to quell her raging hunger and then she slows down and starts to play >dropping tiny anons onto the pizza slices as toppings >ominously crunching closer and closer as they struggle in the sticky molten cheese >finally slurping them to their doom in a hot mass of chewed food >or else just dropping a few in her mouth and molesting them with her tongue while she plays with her clit and watches anime >eventually she's cleared out most of the pizza >her normally soft belly is bloated and taunt >it gurgles loudly, hard at work digesting pounds of pizza and a few dozen tiny people >she can still feel many of them struggling >rubbing her painfully stuffed gut, she lets out a nasty belch and turns to her last prisoner >scooping him out of the jar, she takes him back her to bed an lies down on her back >the movement disturbs her overworked bowels, her belly groans >to relieve the pressure, she farts crassly, giggling as the pizza boy's struggles renew in her colon >she places her last snack on her gut >pins him down to the flabby pale skin and makes him listen >beneath the gurgling noises of digestion, faint screams of agony >she laughs at his horror, and taunts him >pats the underside of her gut to jostle him around >and rips the loudest burp she ever has, spraying spit and bits of food across her bust, and even onto him >now within her gut he hears only churning >finally she grabs him, in his broken state, and pops him in her mouth >she sucks on him like candy while she gets off one last time >when she finally cums, she gulps him down >the last bit of weight burdens her tummy painfully >she moans and lets out a half hearted burp, before drifting off to sleep >eventually, the afternoon sun rouses her >sitting up, she feels her gut shift heavily in her lap >still bloated, but no longer hard, it sloshes wetly >she gives it an affectionate slap before getting up >she fishes the pizza boy out of her ass and drops him in the sink with a bit of water >as her only toy he has a lot of work ahead of him today, and she wants him to be clean >then she heads to the toilet >drops her flabby rump down on the porcelain >she barely relaxes before the ass splitting log of shit begins to emerge from between her meaty cheeks >thankfully, a few minutes of grunting and swearing and it's over >after she wipes, she gets up to examine the mess she made of the bowl >she smirks, satisfied with her body's work >churning losers up into shit and ass padding never got old

>>1448 Good stuff, got any more stories?

I'll try my hand at one of these > be chubby giantess' little pet > be roughly 7 inches tall > she's feeling in the mood for some domineering, but has a few errands to run > she decides to place you in her panties, while she gets dressed > your head pops out of her panties just a little and is pressed against her chubby gut that protrudes outward > with a little work she slips on some old jeans that hug her child bearing hips and thick thighs nice and tightly > any wiggle room you once had traped in her panties is now gone once she manages to get that button in place > with all the weight she's put on you're surprised that her jeans are still able to fit despite her fat ass > she wanders around her room to find a bra that's loose enough to support her fat tits > once she manages to scoop her tits into her loose bra, she slides on a familiar looking t-shirt > Might've be been yours when you were normal sized, but it's been months of constant blue balling and near death experiences by that chubby giantess' that you could care less right now > the shirt clearly doesn't fit her, its hugging onto her midriff for dear life > she comments on how you've been such a good little play thing, and how she can't wait to give you your reward > she walks over to a nearby shelf where she keeps other tinies in various containers, non of them have seen the light of day for God knows how long > with your face pinned to her lower portion of her tummy, you can hear the inner-workings of her gut > you can tell its empty, but eager to be filled > her constant stomach growling reverberates throughout her gut, its surprisingly loud > with one hand she caresses the soft empty mound of fat that is her belly > with her other hand she plucks up one tiny and lowers them into her gaping maw > the cries and pleas for mercy start once she picks them up, and continue once she's scarfs them down > one by one she swallows one poor soul after > you can hear their constant agony muffled underneath her chubby gut > the process of her stomach start to kick in, what were once cries and pleas of mercy are now screams > the chubby giantess then remarks on how she ran out of tinies for food > "oh well, looks like I'll be dining out tonight." she says to herself

>>1470 > the chubby giantess grabs her wallet, and keys and makes her way to her car > you can hear the constant sloshing of the people in her gut, they're still alive by the sound of it > from the sound of it, it looks like she was able to stuff at least a dozen people into her gut > those dozen people weren't even a snack for her, the chubby giantess's has barely > at first the stages of grief being displayed right before you was once traumatizing, now its just another typical day > you've lost count of how many people have befallen to her gut > you guess a few hundred, but from the look of her figure likely reflects thousands > chances are you weren't her first toy, and won't be her last > suddenly your train of thought is broken when you notice the chubby giantess sit down after wobbling her fat ass to her car > the full weight of her gut now spills out and rest upon her hips and thighs > the lower portion of her tummy bears down upon you, and the noises from her digestive system are more audible > needless to say its dark and muggy, but its better than that one time she slipped you in between her ass cheeks and decided to go for a jog around the block > from the noises you can make out from the people trapped within her gut are reminiscent of the stages of grief > most are still in shock and disbelief, some are in denial and crying something along the lines of "this is all just a bad dream" > few are expressing their anger by squirming against stomach wall and exclaiming how much of a fat cow she is, kinda ironic seeing they'll be adding to her fat soon but i digress… > the petty who are bargaining start praying to whatever god they belief in, and chances are those who are on the stage of depression, and acceptance have been churned up awhile ago. whats left of their body is probably at the bottom of her stomach > after a few minutes of driving the car slows to a halt, the contents of the chubby giantess's stomach slosh around in response > faintly you hear someones voice coming from an intercom > she's ordering fast food, figures… those people she has compacted within her gut didn't even make a dent in her appetite > cut to a few minutes later and she's already scarfed down a half pounder, large fry, and tall shake. this bitch is a bottomless pit > those sorry ass souls that somehow manage to stay alive within her gut were now being crushed and suffocated by the sheer amount of food she was forking down, they were goners before the food but this was just adding insult to injury > with the constant sounds of her digestive system gurgling and going to town, you've come to the realization that she didn't even think of those individuals as people, just food. no different from the burger she ate > throughout the drive to her home, the she was constantly rubbing her now satisfied distended belly, her panties moistened with each rub > from where you're pinned her gut definitely felt firmer than it was awhile ago, but that thick layer of soft pudge was still there if not more pronounced

>>1471 > eventually the chubby giantess arrives home and begins to maneuver herself out of the car, going out of her way to suffocate you with as much as her belly fat as possible before she fully stands up > when she closes her car door and proceeds into the house, you can't help but feel every motion of her fat figure and the contents withing wobble and sway side to side, up and down. it's feels quite hypnotizing > her stomach groans reverberate along her lower abdomen, as if the contents within her gut are eager to make its way through her intestines > from there she makes her way to her room and starts to undress > first went shirt, which was a pain for her to get off seeing that it took awhile for her to wiggle it above her head, probably was stuck to her gut and love handles > then second was the bra, once she unpinned the straps, you suddenly felt that extra weight of her tits bear down against the rest of the torso and the top of her gut > finally she unbuttoned her jeans, her whole gut wobbled and rested itself a little lower then you remember last time, but you didn't care you were finally able to breath a full breathe after what seemed like an hour of pressing torture > she then proceeded to throw herself onto her bed, her full gut oscillating with each motion > once relaxed she lets out a thunderous belch and firmly pats her gut > "that was a good lunch" she says > "don't you think so anon?" she adds > before you were able to say anything, she replies to your silence by saying "hold that thought." as she moves her hand into her panties pressing you with her fingers against her moist labia > she starts to coo and motions a few of her fingers along with you in a circular motion around her pudgy vag > minutes of this pass, and eventually your soaked within her pussy juices > she starts to insert you into her vaginal opening, all the while using her other fingers to rub her clitoris > her other hand she uses groping her wobbly tits and fondling her swaying gut > eventually after a good 30 to 40 minutes of this constant rhythm she reaches climax > "fuck, that was good!" she exclaims out of breathe > every inch of you is soaked in her cum >you're sore as hell, but oddly enough the warm body heat she radiates from her chunky figure soothes your aches > she eventually snatches you away from her snatch, and towards her face > her large eyes starring you up and down > she licks her lips and giggles > she opens her mouth and says "look at you anon, you're so messy." > she then motions you closer to her mouth near her lips "I think you need a good cleaning, what do you think anon?" she whispers > you catch a whiff of her breathe, it smells of burgers and death > her mouth opens wide and her tongue gives you a slobbery wet lick > she moves you as if she was going to place you in her mouth, but instead her grasp pulls you back and she places you at the end of her gut > once she lets go of you, you manage catch your footing on here wobbly pot belly > once again she giggles and then opens her mouth again licking her lips while its open, with her hand she motions a finger for you to walk to her. into her mouth > a shudder goes down your spine, she really expects you to feed yourself to her…

>>1472 > before you have time to complete your thoughts she uses her hand to wobble her jiggly belly from the side > the action catches you off guard and you stumble face first onto her tender paunch > she lets out a snicker and her belly wiggles a little bit > you manage once again to gain your footing, and deiced fuck it, "if this is how I'm gonna die, Imma look death in the face." > you start to make your way across her gut towards her face > with each step you take, you eventually get to being above her stomach > the sounds of her stomachs groans that you once heard when you were in her panties, were a lot louder when you were atop her upper gut > the chubby giantess smirks, and smacks the bottom of her gut > the sudden jolt kicks you forward but you manage to catch your fall and land on all fours instead of your face > when you look up you notice your at the base of her chest, where her breast sag and rest on opposite ends > from your point of view she's gotta have E cups > your concentration gets interrupted by the chubby giantess clearing her throat "looks like I caught you staring" she playfully says > out of the blue she motions both her hands and places them on the ends of her tits > she motions one breast behind you and bumps you forward to the next one, you stagger forward just to be met with the same situation but on the other end. > she continually bounces you back and forth between one large breasts to the other > you cant even start to gain your footing, and you fumble undeviatingly between each fat udder > eventually the chubby giantess squishes her breast together, and your body is completely enveloped within her bosom > with the help of her cum you were drenched in, you utilize what little strength your tired sore body has, and you manage to squirm your way out of her booby trap > as you slip out, you land right atop where her sternum is > "you're almost there my little toy, just a little bit closer" she simpers > she tilts her head down a little, and opens her mouth > her tongue stretches and rolls past her lips as if it was a rug being rolled out > with her outstretched mouth you can faintly see the muggy air emerging and dissipating as it escapes her through her maw. > with a nervous gulp, you swallow what little pride and hope you had left of this situation ever getting better and you crawl into her mouth > being roughly 7 inches tall you're a little bigger than the average tiny she's swallows on a daily basis, but then again you've seen her swallow bigger things you > its hot, damp, and dark > every motion of her tongue moves you throughout her mouth > the copious amount of saliva engulfs you > she savors every part of you while you lay recoiled in fear > her tongue get well acquainted with your genitals and every crevasse you have > throughout this experience within her mouth, her throat echos in anticipation for you to make your way down it > all of a sudden the constant harassment from her mouth ceases > the saliva within her mouth stops jolting around along with you, and you can feel her tongue slowly orientate you face first towards her throat > within moments her tongue tilts up and you gradually shift closer towards the back of her throat > her saliva rushes down past you into her gullet like a water slide > the chubby giantess unscrupulously swallows her saliva as your face inches ever closer to the edge of her esophagus > eventually her uvula rest itself atop your head, and your body starts to dissent onward into your final resting place > deep down you knew this is what would've become of your fate, just another faceless meal for this large cold hearted giantess

>>1473 > just as the rest of you body starts to feel the chubby giantess throat muscles move you downward into her stomach, you feel a slight tug at the tip of your feet > without warning your body gets yanked suddenly upward… then back downward.. then once again upward… > as this motion continues you can feel the whole body of the chubby giantess start to quiver > her esophagus starts to convulse as she deep-throats your limp body back and forth > this continues for what feels like a minute until the chubby giantess slowly pulls you out of her gullet > your ragdoll body grinds upward against her tounge one last time so she can get that one final good taste of you before you go back done > but oddly enough she keeps pulling you upward, and eventually your feet feel pop out first > her lips puckered up slurps and sucks on you > eventually you emerge outside her mouth and past her lips > as she dangles you above her head your met with a devious smile, and her oddly calming bedroom eyes > "There we go, all nice and clean, aren't we now anon?" > you nod your head yes in disbelief > she lets out a hardy laugh "you don't think I'd get rid of my favorite toy, would you anon?" she asks > you stumble a little bit but you manage say "no ma'am. I don't think you would." > "awww…" she coo's in disapproving tone > "are you sure you don't want to become apart of me" she says coaxingly as she dangles you above her gut > she bites her lip and gently caresses the lower side of her chubby gut, it slowly oscillates back and forth in a hypnotizing rhythmical manner, its still churning its previous contents up into bio-matter to be absorbed later in her intestines > then she moves you over to her breasts and with her spare hand she gropes and squishes one of her fat udders > "what about these? don't you want to add to these?" > you remain quiet and somewhat mesmerized by her large physique > eventually she lets out a pout and places her spare hand on her hip that's resting laid out upon the bed > "I'll take that silence as a yes then, anon." she smirks > she let's go of you, but instead of falling into her mouth, you plop down on top her gut where her stomach would be > her hand reaches for you once again and pins you down flat atop her paunchy belly > the sound of her stomach processing her food is ear piercing > the chubby giantess lets out a soft burp, you could feel the pressure escape her stomach and travel its way up to her mouth > suddenly she re-positions herself on her side, and slides you upward against her body in between her breast > your body is once again engulfed by her massive buxom, but thankfully your head is slightly just above them > she leans her head closer towards your head, her lips graze the top of your scalp >she then whispers "I knew you'd say yes, so as far as I'm concerned you're already apart of me." >"Do you understand that?" she ask > you pause for a second, considering all the options you have. which are none. > "yes ma'am, I understand" you answer > her lips grow smug, and she replies "Good… I knew you would." > she then puckers up her lips and gives a gentle kiss to the top of your head > she moves her head back on top her pillow > you lie squashed between the chubby giantess's breasts, your heart is racing from the torment and humility you've just experienced > but as your heart darts against your chest, you hear the slow rhythmical heart beat of the chubby giantess > it's massive size compared to yours releases a tranquil thumping that slowly subdues your unease > slowly your eyes grow heavy, and you proceed to drift of into a deep slumber to be continued?

>>1466 >Good stuff, got any more stories? I do actually, most aren't like that one though. These probably the closest (vore, stuffing, chubby pred, etc): https://pastebin.com/F45CLukV https://pastebin.com/4MKZjxLC You can find my other stories here if you're interested: https://pastebin.com/u/ConcordantOpposition

>>1476 Good stuff, whenever you get the chance post send me some references pics of your giantess characters in your stories. I want to draw them whenever I find the time

>>1493 I've never had anyone make art of my characters, so it would be really cool if you did some! Which ones are you most interested in drawing? I'll try to put together more detailed descriptions of them with some reference images. Do you have an account on Eka's Portal, or DA, or maybe an email I can send stuff to?

>>1497 Here's a link to my eka's portal account: https://aryion.com/g4/user/epicprivate

>>1500 >of course, you still had your hand on her chest >not that you had a choice >her own hand, now larger than your own, held firm >not that you were complaining >she watched you dwindle with what seemed a practiced nonchalance >though your reduction was causing a subtle widening of her smile >as if she enjoyed each inch being sucked away as you went from sitting on the couch to standing on it >to having your hands now clutching her titanic shelf of a chest >with you still dangling there, held helplessly in place

>>1501 >her other hand moved deftly underneath you >your nude body had slid right out of your shirt's sleeve >and now, as she finally released your hands, you sank into the pillowy softness of her palm >she drew her face closer, an act that put so much mass into motion that it sent your reeling mind into a panic >you scooted back into her palm, into the arches of her fingers >looking on helplessly as her smirking form became the only sight you could see >the oppressive warmth of her very breathing changed the temperature around you >and her smirk turned into a smile >with one impossibly swift motion, her pillowy lips had you pinned against her palm in the most overwhelming kiss you'd ever experienced >the subtle smoothness of her lips and the sensuality of that kiss mingled with her effortless strength to make you harder than you'd ever been in your life >you creamed yourself on the goddamn spot

>>1502 >the sudden, small spurt of warm liquid across her lips was enough to have her break character >unconsciously, she licked it up >all of your suddenly released seed gone with one motion of her tongue >she made a little face as she looked down at you >then she laughed >you were your normal size in no time >well >almost normal size >she'd elected to put you large enough to luxuriate in her lap >your head resting against those soft breasts you're certain she'd enlarged >or perhaps she had simply enlarged her entire self >your head was still spinning after what had happened, so it was impossible to tell >that was the day you discovered your girlfriend could manipulate size without even trying >and that was the day the walls of your old life began to break down

>>1503 >of course, she eventually returned you to your old size >she had her own needs, too >it was strange, going from handheld to being able to please her in the span of mere minutes >but she knew what you liked >and you knew what she liked >subtle shifts in size were the norm, now >each date you knew you would end up a bit smaller >or she might be bigger >she would greet you at a restaurant more than a foot taller than you >not-so-subtly smothering your head into her chest as she hugged you in greeting >movie nights were an invitation for her to buy in with just one ticket >you could watch from the chest window >or keep you both entertained if the movie got too dull >you'd become adept at navigating those monstrous mammaries >titillating her tits >or even slipping down her shirt and going for deeper regions, if you were feeling daring >of course, you ran the risk of her keeping you there the rest of the night if you riled her up too badly >not that you minded

>>1504 >your size play began to subtly affect the rest of your life, too >growing and shrinking wasn't an exact science >even after you told her your height, she could really only guess >some days at work you noticed your clothes were a little loose >or even too tight >worse, you'd been growing distracted >teasing texts came and went throughout the day >shots of her body >tantalizing images of places you could be >she missed her little seat cushion >her chest warmer >her little mouth toy >it was all you could do to keep yourself composed at work >you barely went home these days >straight from work to her place >straight from a clean six feet to a small six inches >you could hardly grasp the changes, sometimes >going from being able to lock lips with her to being beaten down by her tongue >going from groping her body to being smothered underneath two soft mounds of ass >going from pinning her to the bed to being so lost in your shrink-fueled lust that you could do nothing but be literally wrapped around her finger, dry-humping your way to orgasm >sometimes, it seemed impossible that you'd ever been big at all

>>1505 >even when you were head and shoulders taller than her >having seen every part of her at such a massive scale, you had grown used to her body language >you were cowed by her movements, acting as if she were the taller one all the time >it was hard to call this your real height >with her, there was no such thing >you were the height she wanted you to be >and she wanted you small >so you felt small >wherever you were, you thought of how the world might look from the height you'd be come evening >wherever you were, you thought of her >and so you finally decided >you would ask to move in with her >she was absolutely ecstatic >and perhaps she understood what you wanted >or perhaps it was what she wanted all along >she helped move your personal effects over >you called out of work >she went inside her home >you stood on the precipice >terrified >and absolutely excited >the moment you stepped through the threshold, you sank into a pool of clothes >a hand effortlessly scooped you up >a hand that had grown acquainted with the contours of your body, careful to hold you just the right way >that night, you were made smaller than ever before >if you'd thought being handheld had been an experience, you now understood the extent of her powers >to traverse the landscape of her nipple, it may have taken a full hour >the cleft of her buttocks was like a canyon >her lips set your heart racing >with one effortless flick of that monstrous worm of a tongue, you would be whisked away into her mouth >yet none of those things happened >she simply made you acquainted with your home >your true home >life was going to be good

>>1497 I don't claim to be the best, this is something I whipped up in roughly 3 hours in SAI

>live in 2060s >be bio-engineering student at hometown uni >CRISPR (and similar techs) have come a long way >it's basically possible to create completely new organisms with enough BaseBioMass™ and some genetic code >it's mostly used to clone things or create new bacteria to find new supplies of effective antibiotics >as a pet project decided to try and create a viable and somewhat intelligent multi-cell organism using my DNA as an "intelligent base" >BBM is fucking expensive so opt to build new me at roughly the size of an ant >lol it's gonna be a mini-me >first few attempts end up total garbage >genetic code calculation is hard man >took weeks to work out how to go from bleeding meatballs to tiny humanoid figure >took another few weeks to go from braindead to basic movement and eventually to signs of intelligence >tiny me can wave back; good shit so far! >for fun create a whole batch of them and introduce some safe randomisation into the genecode >release tribe of female and male mini-me's into an old terrarium, prepped with some basic stuff >a week or so later, they've formed a tiny village >decide to install webcam behind terrarium to monitor their progress >also splice up some tiny flora and fauna to introduce into their ecosystem >month or so later, the tiny guys basically built several towns and a "capital" with several "highrise" buildings >fucking proud - showing that to my prof is probably gonna earn me some bonus points with her >at least that was the plan >come home one day to notice something's off >wardrobe with the terrarium inside is left open >top and front glass of terrarium on computer desk >approach terrarium to find everything's flattened >ruined houses crushed into the soil >buildings around the edges of the terrarium crumbled too >be fucking furious! >how the hell did this happen?! WHO DID THIS!?!! >while booting up PC to look at camera footage make a mental note to now lock room in the future >call up recording from this morning: >fast forward to the point the wardrobe is being opened >it's my younger sister >be ready to fucking kill her >decide to watch the whole thing first though >starts with her just staring into the glass container >gets closer and closer until her hands and head are pressed against the glass >her breathing clouds the glass >she gets her head as close to the bottom of the terrarium as possible >probably to get the best view of the tiny population >going by the condensation on the glass her breating seems to become quicker? >she eventually stands up again >she steps closer to the terrarium to reach for the top glass and slides it open >in the process she ends up having her chest pressed firmly against the glass >she reaches her arm through the opening at the top >with just her index finger extended she carefully prods a couple of the suburban houses closest to her >they barely put up any resistance to her and all break after 1 or 2 seconds of pressure

>>1618 >she lifts her hand up in the air again and glances over to the door of my room >she bites her lips >she brings her hand down to the ground again, this time placing her index and her middle finger next to each other >her hand's right outside the town she was just assaulting, but a good chunk of the buildings are still standing >her index finger lifts and hovers above the house in front of it >after a couple of seconds her hand pretends to take a step forward by crushing her index finger into the home below and then dragging her middle finger forward >she goes on to have her hand "walk through" several more houses, leaving a trail of destruction behind it >in comparison to the miniature buildings her hand must have looked about 22 stories tall to the tinies >can't quite make out individuals among the miniature population, but there are obvious crowds fleeing from my sister >by now she had started "dancing" by swinging her thumb and pinky finger from side to side, while lunging her index and middle finger into houses outside of her direct path in a kicking fashion >though she had pretty much already destroyed the entire town with barely anything still standing upright >in front of her is one of the farms, with its pasture decently filled with miniature cows >she takes a few steps back before pretending to leap over the cow fields and landing squarely with one finger on the barn and the other the farm house >she starts stepping up and down to expand the holes she made until basically both buildings were nothing more than rubble >finding both sufficiently crushed she turns around to flick the silo into a nearby town, leaving a trail of destruction behind it >she brings her hand back to the farmyard, and prepares to let her hand "fall" backwards >basically just presses her hand flat against the ground in front of the remains of the farm house >she grinds her hand into the earth, making sure to swipe far enough to the left and right to knock over the rest of the pasture fencing >what just a moment ago was a field full of livestock is now a goopy mass of flesh and blood dripping down from my younger sisters hand >she tries to shake the viscera off, but she obviously isn't satisfied with the job >she moves her hand to the next town over and proceeds to wipe it through the entire settlement >the place had been completely wiped out in one move >she moves her hand in the opposite direction again to hover over the village to the other side of her first wrecking job >with just her index finger extended she starts to draw a big heart around the place >in the process she cuts through several streets that had people trying to evacuate to the back of the terrarium on them >the crowd left behind on the wrong side of the trench begins to panic and starts running back into town >my sister lifts her hand back up just to lick her index finger >as she brings the finger back down again, and drags it through the fleeing crowd >several managed to evade her, but a good majority of the tinies were now stuck against her wet finger >she brings the hand back up again and sticks the finger with the people on it in her mouth >she slowly pulls the finger out again, sucking it clean in the process >almost looks like she's putting on a fucking show >she throws her head back as she's swishing the tiny people in her mouth from side to side, evident by her tongue pressing against the inside of her cheeks >she makes it very obvious that she is swallowing them by tracing their descent with her index finger along her neck >as her hand trails down to her stomach, notice her nipples poking through her shirt >my younger sister gets turned on by … this? >does that make her a cannibal? >she probably just swallowed about a hundred pseudo-humans… >and there was nothing they could have done to stop her >she is in full control and whatever she wants to do to them she can simply because of her size >weirdly don't feel angry anymore?

>>1619 >by now the footage shows her having drawn an arrow through the heart, which also plowed right through the village >this was followed by a few drawings of cute cats, clouds, houses, and some smileys inside the heart, which wrecked the place even more >she finishes by signing her name next to the drawing >she pauses for a moment to admire her work >she shudders while smugly looking down at her trapped prey >she takes a step back from the terrarium and begins to unhook the top and front glasses >with them removed she could now easily reach into the glass container and get to the large city at the back >whoever was still left alive in the smaller settlements saw their "sun" (dimmable table lamp with a timer) vanish as her massive body leaned into the box >she extends her arm and rests her hand on top of one of the smaller 3 story buildings at the edge of the captial >with her thumb and index finger on opposite sides of the facade she tries to pull the building up, but it just crumbles in her grip >she puckers her lips and looks annoyed >she moves her to a similar building next to the smoldering ruin >though this time she rams her fingers down into the ground surrounding the building >she slowly lifts a chunk of earth along with the building up into the air >the structure mostly stays intact >while carefully balancing the "highrise" she leans back again >with her free hand she pulls up her shirt >she adjusts her grip on the populated chunk of earth and then carefully maneuvers it to her exposed nipple >she starts by gently scraping the structure against herself >the building holds together, but parts of the facade are clearly already falling off >then without warning she grinds the rest of the building into her nipple, turning it into crumbs >she carelessly drops the remains to the ground while already eyeing the next building >she repeats the process several times, changing which one of her nipples gets the attention randomly >she eventually bites into her shirt so she can pick up two buildings simultaneously just to grind them both into the skin around her nipples >after just a few more times she has basically run out of smaller buildings that comfortably fit between her fingers

>>1620 >in her excitement she pushes the medium sized buildings aside with the back of her hand so she can reach the base of the largest "skyscraper" in the middle >at this point she must have given up on being careful, as she just grabbed the building and tightened her grip around the lower floors >my sister's hand could easily fit around the building, and the top 10 floors were still visible above the other end of her grip >after shaking the building a bit to loosen its foundations she just ripped it up into the air >surprisingly its foundation seems to have risen up along with the rest >she uses her free hand to knock against the glass on the side >it looks like she's trying to get the attention of the tinies >she's looming triumphantly over all of them with a smug look, while holding their proudest achievement in just one hand >she begins speaking, probably addressing the terrarium inhabitants, but the camera doesn't record any sound, and lip reading isn't easy >she stops talking and places her free hand on top of one of the remaining glass walls >she grips the edge tightly as she lifts one knee up into the terrarium >her knee crashes into the landscape in one of the front corners of the terrarium >still holding onto the glass she hoists her other leg up to crash it into the opposite front corner >with her legs spread she is now kneeling in half of the glass box >she uses her free hand to drag down the elastic band of her pants >she's not wearing any underwear >she moves her hand to hold the building between her legs >she is literally dripping down onto it in anticipation >while biting her lip she slowly pushes the building up >it doesn't quite slide in, she just crushes it against her lips >and she can't spread herself, as she still has to hold down her pants >by the time she finally manages to glide it inside, about two floors have already been ground into dust >my sister bites on her tongue in surprise >she keeps pushing the structure further up while rhytmically swaying her hips back and forth >dust and debris is trickling out of her, but the building seems to hold >she pushes it as far up as she can without losing her grip on it >just to slowly drag it out again >the cracked facade reaching the light again is glistening with her juices >though she doesn't pull it out entirely >she rapidly pushes it back in before the tip can pop out >keeps repeating the process of pulling and pushing the skyscraper in and out, but gets consistently quicker >her eyes roll back and she lets her tongue hang down >her tongue is dripping saliva down onto her bare chest (she still has her shirt rolled up) >besides getting faster, she also keeps pushing it in further and further >the depth mixed with the slippery facade of the structure makes it more and more difficult to pull it out again >after a couple more thrusts she seems to be unable to pull it out again >she's getting visibly frustrated >eventually resigns and just begins thrusting her fingers in and out >she pushes them in as deep as she can, which seems to make the building slide further up inside her >the building inside her formed a small but noticeable bulge against her lower abdomen >she suddenly leans backwards and starts shaking >the building isn't visible for long as she clenches, entirely crushing it inside her >she begins bucking her hips as high as she can >debris and her juices are being launched into the remains of the city, severly damaging the structures that hadn't collapsed yet >she flings herself forward but catches herself in time by holding onto the glass wall at the back

>>1621 >her head is hanging immediately above the ruined capitol >she's panting heavily in the afterglow >whatever structures were still left intact begin to fog up as she breathes down onto them >her sweat is also dripping down onto the numerous remaining homes >after she has regained her senses she seems displeased with something >she slowly crawls out of the terrarium again and then disappears from the camera's view by ducking under the table >she emerges again while holding her pants in her hand >she waves her wet clothes in front of the terrarium >she turns around and tosses her pants on the floor >instead of turning back again she just starts swaying her hips from side to side >she also seems to slowly rise - probably by standing on her tiptoes >every little being still alive down there had a good view of her butt >she reaches her arms back and presses her palms into the earth at the edge of the open glass box >in one swift motion she pulls herself up and crashes her butt into the middle of the terrarium >at first she just wiggles around slightly on the spot >though not long after she starts to drag her body further from side to side in large circles >everytime she leaned far enough forward, wet streaks in the compacted land became visible >literally anything that was still left standing stood no chance against her >it's like a giant wall of flesh bulldozing over every home and every person >nothing can survive the lust-fueld wrath of your little sister >after virtually everything is flatted she just glances behind herself >she seems satisfied with her work and jumps up again >she lazily puts her pants back on and wanders out of the room >nothing else happens for the rest of the recording >just sit there unsure how to feel about this >dick on the other hand seemingly has already taken a stance on this issue >been pitching a tent the entire time >whyboner.mpeg >can't stop thinking about this >maybe shouldn't lock the door in the future >… >definitely want to see more of this … >FBI_wants_to_know_your_location.html >could probably modify genecode to speed up the miniature human development and regrow a society in a couple of days >but what to do to them, to (inadvertantly) have them face my younger sister again? >or maybe someone else should have a run-in with them? >maybe even me? I hope you enjoyed this depraved little story, though I'm serious about the last bit; please tell me how you'd like to see this story progress … assuming you actually want to read more of this garbage.