The New Normal by omanahan88

“PUSSY! YOU’RE A FUCKIN PUSSY!”

“I’M GONNA PUT YOU IN MY SHOE!”

Ryan narrowed his eyes, trying to block out the taunts and jeers of his titanic opponents. He stood on one end of the coffee table, gently tossing a beach ball sized ping pong ball back and forth from one hand to the other. Standing on the far end of the table, Liz and Mary were loudly shouting at him, hoping to throw him off of his game. Aligned in front of them on the table we’re a series of empty shot glasses, save for one, the last one, which sat dead center between the two giantesses. 

“C’mon Ryan, sink it.” Jess said, standing behind him on his end of the table. 

“You’ve got this!” Carli added excitedly. She and Ryan had been paired together for this particular game, since even with each of them getting their own turn, they were still worse than any of the other four girls. However, playing alongside Jess, two of their own shot glasses remained and they were now poised to win their first game of the evening. 

Because of his size, some alterations had to be made to the game. Like using shot glasses instead of solo cups, since Ryan could barely get the ball into the massive plastic water towers even when standing right next to them and everyone was drinking liquor anyways. And since Ryan was standing on the table in front of his team’s shot glasses, he was given the additional role of playing goalie, the only one who was allowed to knock away bounce shots. All this combined with the fact that his and Carli’s team got three shots per turn while the enemy team only got two made it a fairly balanced modification of the game. 

“Yeet!” Ryan screeched, spinning twice and putting every ounce of strength he had behind launching the ball like a shot put towards the far end of the table. He had never really thrown a beach ball with the intent of putting any distance behind it, so Ryan was woefully unprepared for how awkward it was to play. However, thanks to the rigidity of the ball’s shell, he was able to adjust his strategy and find something that sort of worked for him. 

PLUNK

“Wooooooo fuck yeah!” Jess shouted, throwing her hands up in celebration as the ball bounced once off the table before hitting the back lip of the shot glass and rolling forward into place. 

“Goddammit!” Liz complained, rolling her eyes as Mary reached down to pluck the ball out of the glass. The redhead shrugged her shoulders and tossed back the shot of vodka, grimacing slightly as the liquor hit her tongue. 

“Way to go Ryan!” Carli shouted, reaching down to scoop him off of the coffee table. Now, normally Ryan would’ve pitched a fit about being picked up directly, instead of being allowed to climb onto her hand. However, relaxed by the casual atmosphere of the party and influenced by both a competitive team spirit and copious amounts of alcohol, Ryan was totally down with their team celebration. Lifting the tiny man off the table, Carli held him on her flattened palm between her head and Jess’. The victorious giantesses then rocked their hips together, bumping their large behinds together before turning to face each other and lean forward to give Ryan a short kiss. Now, Jess halted her lips just before making contact with Ryan’s profile, making an exaggerated kissing sound just to really sell the bit to the other girls. However, it seemed that Carli was suffering a bit more from the alcohol, because each time she lurched forward with pursed lips, she made brief contact with Ryan, impacting his balance each time, though not enough to knock him off of her upturned palm. 

Suddenly the sound of horns blasting through the speaker caused all of the girls to let out shrill screeches, forcing the tiny man to cover his ears as the sound of a Latin themed rock anthem commanded the young ladies to begin dancing. Thankfully, Ryan was placed gently back down on the table as the dancing began, allowing him to watch, amused, as the tipsy titans hopped up and down with the music. 

“RAICILLA!” 

All five ladies shouted along with the only lyric the song boasted before the instrumental swelled once more. Ryan began to gently bob back and forth along with the lively rhythm of the alcoholic anthem. He thought back to his time in college, the countless parties he attended and all of the times that he and screamed along to this song in a jam packed room full of his friends. It seemed that some things were simply immune to the changing nature of time. 

“RAICILLA!” Liz shouted loudly, lifting her foot up onto the table, very nearly dropping it down on top of Ryan’s meager frame. A wave of air buffeted the man, noticeably tinged with the smell of sweaty, unwashed feet as Liz playfully began twerking, evidently not even realizing that she had nearly stepped on her friend’s brother. But before Ryan could even react, Carli slid forward, bending down and pressing her own large, bubbly butt into Liz’s. The force of the shorter brunette twerking her ass into her friend caused Liz to stumble forward, pulling her foot from the table as she tripped forward into Mary. Ryan breathed a sigh of relief, free from the smell of sweaty feet, and looked up at Carli. The pretty faced giantess gave the small man a knowing smile before she went back to shaking her massive ass, acting as if pushing Liz away from the table was a total accident. 

“SHOTS!” Brooke shouted as the sound of Raicilla began to fade into the background. A chorus of agreement rang out as all five ladies took their places around the table. Ryan stepped up to the wall of glasses as Jess arranged them into a line while Brooke unscrewed the top of their rapidly draining bottle of liquor and quickly filled each of the five glasses. Since he was closest to her hand, Ryan stepped up onto Mary’s finger and dipped his toy cup into her glass. The miniature man took a deep breath to brace himself as the ring of giants all began to count down around him. Evidently despite the fact that he was drinking out of a tiny little plastic Mego block cup, he still needed to pay more attention to avoid overserving himself.

“DRINK!” They all shouted in unison, raising their individual shot glasses to their mouths and draining back the shots of straight vodka. Everyone groaned painfully as the tingling singe of alcohol warmed their bellies. As Mary set her glass down, her face grimacing in disgust as she slammed the large glass cylinder down beside the tiny man. Ryan flinched as an errant splash of vodka erupted from a puddle that Mary slammed her glass down into. Still dressed in nothing but his silly blanket toga, Ryan used the folds of his comforter to wipe vodka from his face, grumbling silently about this dumb fucking outfit that the girls were forcing him to wear. Throughout the night of walking across the table, his toga had become remarkably heavy and uncomfortably wet from soaking up spilled liquor. 

“Hey, how about some more chasers?” Liz asked, having an equally hard time as Mary with the visceral taste of alcohol on her tongue. 

“Yeah I’ve got seltzers in the garage.” Brooke said, turning on her heels and walking out of the living room. Simultaneously, Carli rose to her feet and quickly began heading in the opposite direction. 

“I’ve gotta pee!” She declared with a shout, scurrying towards the hallway bathroom.

“I’ll help.” Jess offered with a giggle, following after Brooke as she made her way towards the garage. “With the seltzers… not the peeing.” The dark skinned giantess quickly began pursuing her friend towards the garage.

“Wait! Brooke, could you grab me a change of clothes?” Ryan shouted from the table, watching his sister walking towards the side door. Unfortunately with music still loudly blaring through the portable speaker, Ryan’s meager voice proved to be inadequate to reach his sister’s already distant ears. The two remaining giants around the table however, heard him just fine.

“Awww, what’s the matter little guy? Not enjoying your toga party?” Liz asked facetiously, sitting on the edge of the table and looking back at the tiny, helpless man. 

“They’re wet…” Ryan replied flatly, unamused by the unbridled arrogance of this bratty giantess. “And they’re getting cold.”

“Awwwww, he says he’s cold. Poor little thing.” Liz cooed sarcastically. Stepping around the table, Mary leaned down, her massive hand swooping down onto him like a hawk’s talon.

“Well here, I bet I can help with that.” The giant redhead scooped Ryan up off of the table, dangling him precariously between two fingers as she inspected him closely. “First let’s get you out of those wet clothes.” She said, gripping Ryan’s blanket toga with her free hand before effortlessly ripping it away. Then, with him stripped down to his boxers, Mary lowered Ryan down onto the couch, grinning down at him with glee as she positioned herself in front of the seat.

“Wa-what are you doing?” Ryan asked nervously, staring up at Mary who was practically vibrating with excitement.

“What do you think? I’m getting you warmed up.” Mary said, turning around to show off her massive, volleyball booty. The giantess’ loose fitting pajama pants were pulled tight as Mary began to squat down. Well practiced in the art of drawing the male gaze, Mary’s poised stance flaunted and accentuated her feminine curves, sending a seductive jiggle across the supple flesh of her perky cheeks with the tiniest flex of her glutes. Panic gripped the shrunken man’s heart as once again he found himself in the shadow of a butt the size of a building, 

“Hey… c’mon… let’s all just take a moment…” Ryan muttered, his attention locked in on the shark print pattern adorning her pants. From his perspective, it appeared that one of the cartoon sharks was being dragged into the crack of her ass, it’s wide open jaws painting a picture of despair that felt oddly prophetic. 

“You better run, Tiny.” Mary said with a giggle, giving her ass a quick shake before she leaned backwards on her heels and began to fall back into the couch. Breaking free from the mesmerizing grip of her fit behind, Ryan snapped back to reality and began sprinting away, just barely managing to avoid winding up beneath the giantess’ gargantuan bottom. The impact of Mary’s butt on the couch sent a wave of displaced air that threw the tiny man all the way to the next cushion. 

“JESUS CHRIST! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU— OH FUCK!!” Ryan’s eyes nearly bulged out of his skull as he saw Liz preparing a follow up attack, her own bubbly butt looming above him like an executioner’s axe. “Nononono don’t!” Ryan frantically began to scramble back towards Mary’s end of the couch just as Liz began to sit down. Once again the impact of the descending buttocks knocked Ryan away, causing him to slam into Mary’s hip before flopping onto the couch beside her large, soft cheek. 

“Heh, you’re not getting away this time!” Mary quipped, leaning to one side. As her massive buttcheek lifted off of the couch, Ryan found himself precariously positioned at the top of a slope that led right down underneath the giant woman.

“Oh fuck.. shit, Goddammit!” Ryan cursed loudly as he began to slide underneath the bratty nineteen year old’s massive behind. Unfortunately, the smooth leather of the seat provided very little for Ryan to grab onto, leaving him no way to avoid sliding down into the bottom of the pit. 

“Look out below!” Mary taunted, lifting her rear end up just a few inches off of the couch before slamming it back down hard into the seat. Mary ground her hips into the couch victoriously, claiming victory over both Ryan and Carli as she successfully trapped him under her butt. Despite playing no part in setting forth the challenge to the young redhead, Ryan certainly came out a loser in this situation. The intense weight of the giant’s imposing frame crashed down on his chest, instantly knocking the wind out of him. Thankfully it wasn’t as though every pound of her was being applied directly to his skeletal structure. If that were the case, Ryan would’ve been little more than a greasy red mess stuck to the back of her pants by now. But despite the fleshy spheres of her muscular bottom dispersing the vast majority of her bodyweight, Ryan was still momentarily paralyzed, unable to even breath in for nearly eight seconds as his body recuperated from the stunning strike. 

“Ugghhhh, he’s really freaking out…” Mary muttered, feeling Ryan’s frantic wiggling right underneath the crack of her massive ass. Not bothering to lift herself off of her friend’s brother, Mary relaxed, gently grinding her hips to force the tiny man further into the couch cushion. Underneath the titanic woman’s ass, Ryan was rendered completely immobilized by the overwhelming weight that bore down on him from all sides. That wasn’t to say he wasn’t moving at all. In fact, the repetitive grinding of Mary’s butt pushing down into the seat caused Ryan to slowly be dragged across the vast expanse of her ass cheek before finally rolling into the cramped canyon of her asscrack. 

“Jesus Christ, that fucking hilarious…” Liz said with a laugh, looking down towards Mary’s ass. 

“He’s trying to crawl out.” Mary smirked as she leaned forward, looking back over her shoulder. After a moment of watching, Ryan’s hands appeared from beneath the curvy young woman’s ass. Seconds later, his head popped out into the open, filling the air with the sounds of desperate gasping. Though he could still taste the pungent stink of sweaty butt in the back of his throat, the smell was infinitely less intense now that his head was free from the confines of the giantess’ crack.

“Hang on, get back down there for a second… I feel a fart coming.” Mary said, her sing-songy voice betraying the pure villainy of her actions. Ryan saw the shadow of the Titan’s massive hand overtake him as her massive finger looked directly over his head.

“Wait… hold on…. Let’s just—“  Ryan’s pleas fell on deaf ears as Mary’s massive finger pressed into his face, applying a gentle pressure that slowly began to force him back into the darkness. 

“Do you really?” Liz asked, watching Mary push her finger down into the gap under her butt.

“I can feel something. Ugh, maybe not.” The enormous redhead muttered, wiggling her hips back and forth as she tried to squeak out a fart on top of the little man. Immediately Liz was overcome with a fit of giggles as she imagined how fucking gross is probably was for Brooke’s little brother under there.

“What’s so funny?” Carli asked, rounding the corner and plopping herself down onto the Lester recliner. Liz and Mary looked at each other for a brief moment before looking over to their friend, holding out for one last brief beat of silence before they both began laughing uproariously. Carli let out a soft chuckle, trying to figure out what the hell was so funny, when finally she turned her attention back down to the table.

“Where’s Ryan?” She asked, her suspiciously quickly rising. Liz was the first to speak up, shrugging her shoulders as she stifled her laughter.

“He was cold.” 

“Did… did he go to bed or something?” Carli asked, trying to let on just how disappointed she was with that notion.

“Or something…” Mary added coyly. Once again the two volleyball players began to laugh loudly at something that they were keeping from Carli.

“Where is he?” The tall brunette repeated, her voice commanding a bit of force as she started to grow concerned for the shrunken man’s wellbeing. 

“I’m just warming him up.” Mary said with a giggle, wiggling her hips into the couch to emphasize Ryan’s current location. Carli’s mouth fell agape as she picked up on Mary’s less than subtle comment.

“You didn’t…”

“Guess I win, huh?” Mary said with a smirk, bouncing once on the couch for added emphasis. Carli was stunned, she couldn’t believe just how brazen this crazy bitch was being. To sit on Brooke’s brother? She couldn’t imagine how pissed off Brooke was going to be.

SSSSBBBRRRRTTTTT

A loud, rumbling fart echoed into the couch underneath Mary, causing Carli’s eyes to nearly pop out of her head. As Mary and Liz began to laugh again, Carli was already in motion, leaping up off of the recliner and lunging towards the couch. In her rush to rescue to helpless tiny, Carli accidentally stomped on Liz’s foot before flopping her full body weight onto Mary, pinning her against the armrest of the couch before reaching down and grabbing her pajama bottoms. Then in one fluid motion, Carli rocked backwards, hiking Mary’s soft cotton pants up her backside and pulling her onto the floor. 

“RYAN!” Once Mary had been knocked onto the floor, Carli frantically scrambled up onto the couch, quickly spying the crumpled form of Ryan coughing on the cushion. The giantess gently scooped up the tiny man, pulling him close to her chest as she stood up and walked away from the couch, assuming that Mary and Liz were about to attempt to wrestle Ryan away from her. However, instead of charging after her, both Liz and Mary were still laughing their asses off on the floor, terribly amused by both Ryan’s humiliation as well as Claire’s overt obsession with the tiny man.

“What the hell is going on?” Brooke asked, returning to the room with a twelve pack of flavored seltzers under her arm and seeing Mary and Liz rolling around on the floor in a heap of laughter. Ryan could detect the smell of weed clinging to her as she stepped closer to him and Carli. Now it made sense why he was alone with these gigantic shitheads for so long; she was off vaping with Jess while he had to fend for himself. 

“She sat on your brother!” Carlo shouted, stomping her foot and angrily pouting towards Mary. By this point, Jess had also returned from the garage, now standing behind the couch, looking down at Mary who was sprawled out on the floor. 

“Ha! Guess she won.” Jess said with a chuckle. To Carli’s surprise, Brooke also seemed largely unphased about the fact that her brother was getting buttcrushed by her friends, as the mellow blonde just smiled and shook her head.

“It’s not funny! She farted on him!” Carli shouted, feeling crazy that she was the only one reacting this way. However, this fact only served to make the party of young women laugh even harder. Carli stomped over to the recliner, plopping down into the seat as she cradled Ryan against her chest.

“Jesus Christ…” She pouted, shaking her head as the other girls quickly moved on and began readjusting the coffee table to set up for another round of shots. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep a closer eye on you from now on.” She murmured under her breath, looking down at Ryan in her hands and giving him a reassuring smile.

“Thanks… like, seriously… thank you for that.” Ryan replied somberly, grateful that at least one of these giant drunks was on his side.

“No problem.” She said, her smile beaming brighter than before.

“Oh come over here you babies. Do another shot!” Liz shouted over the music, waving Carli and Ryan over to the table. Part of him wanted to just ask Carli to take him to bed so he could put tonight behind him. However, he started to feel like maybe he was overreacting, since no one else seemed to be making a big deal out of him being force fed a lungful of farts.

“Yeah, whatever.” He said softly. Carli scooted the recliner forward, bringing it closer to the table so she could remain seated while setting Ryan down on the wooden surface in front of her legs. 

“Line ‘em up!” Jess shouted, grabbing the vodka bottle as Mary began to place the glasses in a line. Brooke made sure to use her pinky to slide Ryan’s little cup over to him, granting him the freedom to once again scoop his own drink. Not out of any sort of respect for his autonomy, but more because she was reaching the point where her fine motor control had deteriorated enough to make her worry about spilling everything if she tried to assist. Ryan began walking towards the line of glasses, watching as one after another was picked up into the air by one of the giantesses. 

“Hang on, hang on!” Ryan shouted, now jogging over to the last shot glass, which happened to be the one that Jess had just filled for herself.

“C’mon short stuff, knees to chest!” She taunted, impatiently tapping her fingernails on the table. Ryan quickly approached the glass, reaching up over the rim to try and fill his tiny cup. However, reaching over the side, Ryan found that he wasn’t able to reach the fill line.

“Hang on!” He shouted, making a small jump to heave his torso up onto the rim so that he could reach down and fill his cup from the well of liquor. Unfortunately for Ryan, Jess wasn’t in a waiting sort of mood, and so the ebony skinned titan lifted the occupied shot glass off the table, causing Ryan to tumble inside, awkwardly trapping his ass in a pool of vodka as he tried to grip the rim of the glass with his hands. “HEY!”

“Uh oh… whatcha doing there little man?” Jess asked with a giggle. All of the other girls found it equally amusing to see Ryan stuffed into the pink glass cup like some sort of doll. Hell, even Carli let out a cute laugh, evidently finding this situation to be less harmful than being squished by Mary’s toxic ass. 

“Cheers!” The girls shouted in unison, clinking their glasses together before Ryan found himself traveling rapidly towards Jess’ massive, plump lips. 

“HEY HEY HEY!” Ryan shouted, trying to use his arms and legs to wedge himself against the rim of the glass. When he felt his toes brush up against the soft skin of the giantess’ bottom lip, Ryan was buffeted by a powerful gale of warm breath as Jess exhaled a short chuckle. She held the glass against her lip, her bright eyes staring down the length of her slender nose at the tiny man who was frantically trying not to wind up inside of her mouth. 

“What’s the matter Ry?” She asked, subsequently filling Ryan’s nostrils with the pungent smell of vodka on each and every word that passed the black beauty’s lips. “Don’t wanna get eaten?”

“Knock it off smartass!” Ryan shouted back, feeling a rush of vodka flow between his legs as Jess continued to tip the vessel higher and higher. In a second, the entire drink was drained into the darkness of Jess’ mouth, however, despite being finished with the shot, Ryan still found himself awkwardly pinned against the giantess’ lips. After a tense moment of waiting, Jess let out another chortle, shaking the shot glass and forcing Ryan to awkwardly straddle her mouth with one foot on each lip.

“Look at him!”

“Eat him!”

“Do it!”

“Nooo”

Fueled by the laughter of her friends, Jess slowly lifted the glass into the air while tilting her head back, forcing Ryan to cling desperately to the rim of the glass for balance as her lips moved further and further apart. 

“Jess… Jess c’mon!” Ryan shouted, feeling his foot begin to slide ever so slightly. Suddenly, without warning, the titan’s massive tongue slithered out of her mouth and swiped one of Ryan’s legs out from under him, causing him to briefly bounce off of her upper lip before plummeting inside of the muggy cavernous maw. 

“Mmmmmmmm.” The moan of delight reverberated up from deeper in the darkness, giving Ryan the only semblance of direction in the absolute darkness of this teenager’s mouth. Ryan wanted to believe that he was safe from becoming a part of a drunken, late night snack for a woman who he had once scared so badly at a Halloween party that she peed her pants. However, after being forced to breathe the toxic miasma of Mary’s wretched farts, Ryan was a bit on edge around these giants. He felt the massive tongue beneath him begin to explore his body, maneuvering him around Jess’ mouth until he suddenly felt his boxers get sucked off of his body.

“Oh my god…” Jess said with a laugh, moving Ryan to her cheek so that she could talk without risking accidentally swallowing him. “I think I just ate his fucking boxers. Ewwwww, I can feel his dick on my tongue.” All of the girls began to laugh uproariously, all of them except Carli who’s fingers were digging into the leather armrests of the recliner she was sitting in, attempting to his her squirming.

“I’ll be right back…” Carli exclaimed awkwardly, standing up and swiftly departing for the bathroom. The young woman stood in front of the sink, quickly splashing cold water in her face before toweling off and returning to the party. However, upon opening the door to the bathroom, instead of finding herself looking at the Miller family portrait that hung in the hallway, Carli was looking straight into her dorm room, staring at a tall, fit man who was leaning over her desk, casually inspecting the cute little knick knacks that made the space all her own. Before she could say anything, the man turned to face her, his strong jaw and kind, beautiful eyes causing her knees to feel a bit weak in the moment. 

“Hey…” The man said, giving her a slight smile as he stood up to his full height and began walking towards her.

“R-Ryan?” Carli stammered, her heart now thumping quickly. The eldest of her friend’s siblings chuckled, stepping inside of her personal space, bringing her face closer to his body that it had ever been before. As Ryan lifted his arm, positioning it over her shoulder to brace himself against the suddenly closed door behind her, Carli took a deep breath in through her nose, savoring the distinct smell of his oaky cologne. 

“I’ve been waiting for you…” He said, his voice low, soft but firm as his breath tickled her ear. Carli’s fingers felt numb as they began to reach out, gently tracing their way up Ryan’s abdomen. 

“I want you…” He continued, his breath now brushing against the side of her neck.

“I… I want you too…” Carli replied quietly, struggling to keep it together as she felt him begin to kiss the side of her neck. For so long she had been fantasizing about this moment, silently praying that Ryan would make the first move so that she could throw herself at him and show him just how much he meant to her. Carli lowered herself, placing her hands on either side of his face and guiding him to look her in the eyes. “I want to make you feel good.”

Ryan just smile that same, confident smile that he always wore, nodding his head slightly as Carli dropped to her knees in front of him. The petite brunette could barely hear the sound of his belt being undone over the sound of her heartbeat thrumming in her ears. 

Ziiiiipppppp

Shutting her eyes and taking a long, deep breath, Carli prepared to savor the moment, wanting to remember this for as long as she lived.

“Hahaha, she’s blowing him!”

The sound of Liz’s taunt snapped Carli back to reality, sitting in the living room and listening to Jess talking about the feel of Ryan’s cock in her mouth. The pale bruentte’s mouth ran dry and her forehead felt burning hot as she struggled to contain her inflamed emotions. It didn’t matter whether he was small now or not… it should’ve been her.

“Ewww, don’t blow my brother in front of me!” Brooke shouted with a laugh. “Spit him out!” 

Thankfully for the tiny man, Jess did as she was asked, pulling Ryan from her mouth by his hands and placing him down on the coffee table. Once again, Ryan found himself bearing the weight of countless judgemental drunken stares, only this time, he was fully nude.

“Gah, wait… hang on.” Jess grimaced as she stuck two fingers into her mouth, fishing them around for a moment before removing a pair of tiny, simple striped boxers from behind her tooth. “Forget something?” She asked incredulously, holding the tiny garment between two fingers.

“Oh my god, they’re so fucking cute!” Mary shouted, leaning forward across Liz’s lap to extend her hand towards Jess. The amber skinned giantess shrugged her shoulders and handed off the pair of microboxers, allowing Mary to try to fit them onto the end of her pinky nail. The four girls shared a good laugh, commenting on how adorable the garment was while Ryan simply sat quietly on the table, attempting to cover his privates. 

“Alright, give them back. I don’t wanna look at my brother’s dick.” Brooke said, finally putting a stop to the taunting. Ryan breathed a sigh of relief. He was beginning to realize that pushing back against these inebriated goliaths was only fueling their desire to torment him. It seemed that the key to getting his way was stalling them into boredom. 

“Alright, here you go shrimp.” Mary teased, lowering her pinky down so that his boxers were within reach once again. But when Ryan went to retrieve his shorts, Mary curled her finger at the last second, lifting the garment up out of his reach. “C’mon. Jump for mama, let me see that thing wiggle.” She teased, mirroring a lot of the same talk that Ryan had heard from his friends in college. Part of him half expected to have Carli jump in to his defense, but it seemed like he might have misjudged their dynamic. Looking back over his shoulder, he found her just staring at him with a stupid grin on her face. 

He waited for Mary to lower her finger again, waiting a beat before reaching out to try and grab his shorts. As expected, the giantess repeated her stupid little game, changing up her cadence to keep Ryan from redressing himself.

“Oh shit, MARY!” Carli shouted suddenly, pulling everyone’s attention over to where the pale skinned brunette had been sitting quietly. The only one who seemed to be unaffected by this unexpected shout was Ryan, who was quick to capitalize on the opportunity to jump up and finally snag his shorts off of the giantess’ finger. 

“Oh what the fuck. You’re such a killjoy.” Mary pouted. Carli just shrugged, trying to remain nonchalant about her advocacy for the tiny man.

“Yeah cuz we all wanted to sit here and watch you play dress up for the next hour.” She snapped back. Mary’s eyes narrowed, not buying into Carli’s bullshit. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what the hell she was doing.

“Right… and what did you want to do?” Mary asked, already having a good idea of what Carli really wanted to be doing with little Ryan here.

“Well… I kinda want to go swimming.” Carli replied plainly.

“Oh yes!”

The other girls were immediately onboard with the idea of taking a dip in the Miller’s inground pool. Immediately Brooke and Jess were out of the living room, Jess stripped out of her pajama pants before she even turned the corner, giving Ryan a quick glimpse of her large buttcheeks bouncing as she excitedly dashed towards the back door. 

“Pft, what do you say little guys? Wanna go swimming?” Mary asked, leaning forward to look at Ryan who was slowly backing away from her massive head. The giant woman pursed her lips and gently blew a puff of air that knocked Ryan clean off of his feet, just in time for Carli to step up to the table and lower her hand behind the shrunken man.

“C’mon, how about a lift from someone who doesn’t stink like shit.” Carli said with a sneer, as Ryan eagerly accepted the offer of the one person here who seemed like she was at least somewhat in his corner. 

“Too bad he already smells like a fart.” Mary commented from behind, as she and Liz followed Carli out onto the back deck. However, the dark haired giantess just ignored her friend’s jeers, holding Ryan just beneath her breasts until they reached the side of the pool where Brooke was busy retrieving a stack of towels from the outdoor cabinet while Jess was already bouncing gently on the diving board in her underwear. 

Ryan was placed gently on the concrete between the edge of the water and the couple of lounge chairs that resided on the patio. He was grateful that Carli had moved him in the opposite direction of where Liz and Mary were walking around to get on the diving board behind Jess, however, Ryan wasn’t able to pay very much attention at all to what the other girls were doing. No, Ryan’s full attention was focused on the subtle strip tease going on above him, as Carli looked over her shoulder, giving Ryan a cute smile before she stepped directly over top of him, wiggling her hips back and forth as she slowly shimmied her way out of her shorts. Ryan’s liquor-addled mind was unable to do anything but watch intently as the massive woman’s bubbly butt cheeks wiggled back and forth, releasing their grip on the battered fabric, finally allowing it to plummet to the ground onto a stunned Ryan. Carli let out a cute giggle as she watched the tiny man crawl his way out from under her shorts before she peeled off her shirt, reaching behind her back to gently lift her butt cheeks a couple of times to make sure that Brooke’s brother got a d good long look at her self-admittedly incredible butt. 

“Jesus fucking Christ…” Ryan muttered to himself, now coping with a full on erection as the playful teasing of his little sister’s enormous friend was getting to be a bit much for the tiny man. And it wasn’t just her butt that was filling Ryan’s intoxicated mind with increasingly horny thoughts. It was the sheer fact of just how incredibly fit this titanic woman actually was. Now dressed in just her bra and panties, Ryan got a good look at Carli’s well defined musculature, from her tightly toned stomach just beneath her seemingly massive breasts, to her monstrous, powerful thighs that bulged out as Carli crouch down above him, acting completely unaware of his presence as she bounced on her heels gently. And it wasn’t just Carli either. All of Brooke’s friends were athletes, each of them sporting an impressive physique that he knew from experience would make college a really fun experience for them next year. 

“Wahoo!” Jess screeched, doing a backflip off of the diving board before landing in the water with a loud crash. Mary was quickly bouncing on the board immediately after Jess had launched off, and while everyone was watching and waiting for her to jump in, the soft, dull thud of footsteps coming from behind caused Ryan to spin around.

Racing around the pool in an arc, Brooke lowered her shoulders as she dashed over towards Carli, her beige colored underwear seemingly indiscernible from her skin in the dim light of the patio door light. For a brief moment, Ryan panicked, fearing that he was arching his nude sister charging towards him like an angry bull. But a moment later Brooke slammed into Carli’s back, crashing into with a loud WHAM and sending them both flying into the water in a fit of giggles. The impact of the two titans upon the surface of the water created a tidal wave so large that it overtook the boundaries of the pool, crashing over Ryan and washing him across the concrete patio in a tide of warm, chlorinated water. 

Ryan coughed and sputtered, climbing to his feet out of the wet puddle as he watched all five of the tipsy titans now splashing about in the water. Thankfully, Brooke had set the towels down on the ground near the lounge chairs before tackling Carli into the water. Ryan took the opportunity to walk over and begin drying himself off, resting his weary bones against the stack of fluffy cotton while he waited for the girls to finish having their fun. 

After a few minutes, though it was difficult to tell exactly how long without any clocks out here, Carli climbed her way out of the water, trotting over towards Ryan with a gentle shake to her hips that told the man that she wasn’t just coming over for the towels. 

“Scuse me.” She said in a sing songy voice, reaching over Ryan to take a towel off of the stack as she began to dry her body. After a quick pat down, Carli stepped over her tiny friend and sat down on the lounger beside him before leaning over to look down in his direction. “Wanna come up here? Keep me company?” She asked sweetly, lowering her hand to the ground. Preferring the company of an undeniably pretty giantess to the boredom of watching four girls play around in the pool, Ryan obliged, climbing into her palm and getting quickly whisked up onto the seat of the chair. 

“Hang on, just a sec.” Carli said, setting Ryan down by her hip as she began to dry her hair so it wasn’t dripping quite so much. From his place on the chair, Ryan could easily reach out and touch the bulging flesh of her round butt as it pressed into the seat. And he was incredibly tempted to do so, enticed by the allure of her feminine curves. However, not wanting to be weird, Ryan contained himself, waiting quietly for Carli to finish up when she finally reached down and scooped him up, “accidentally” dragging his body along the side of her hip as she rolled him into her palm.

“We better be careful on the chair.” Carli said playfully as she finally deposited Ryan onto her flat stomach. “You’ve probably had enough of being sat on for one night.” 

“Heh, yeah, that’s a bit of an understatement.” Ryan chuckled, relaxing back against the ridge of one of her abdominal muscles. “I’ve had enough giant butts for one lifetime.”

Carli chuckled, reaching her hand down to cradle Ryan’s body as she rolled onto her side since she was having a hard time seeing him past her chest. She set him down on the arm rest, turning her massive body so that her large breasts were practically pressing into him. The adorable brunette smiled a wide grin at him, nuzzling her head against the back of the chair as she batted her eyelashes in his direction.

“Are you sure about that? I’ve never met a guy who wasn’t crazy about big butts.” Carli bit her lip, her crystal clear, hazel eyes locked in on Ryan’s miniscule frame. The miniature man wasn’t blind to what was happening. He didn’t really know Carli all that well, but he could recall plenty of occasions where he caught her gaze lingering just a little too long or her laughing a little too hard at some of his jokes. It certainly wouldn’t be the first time that someone was crushing on him when he didn’t really feel the same type of way back in their direction. However, given that she had been looking out for him all goddamn night and she was admittedly very cute, Ryan didn’t see the harm in playing along for a little while.

“When you're my size, it doesn’t take very much. Even small butts are fucking colossal to me.” Ryan sat down on the armrest of the chair, dangling his feet over the side as he stared forward into the giantess’ massive cleavage. 

“Well if big butts aren’t your thing, what about boobs. Big boobs can’t be a bad thing, can they?” She asked sweetly, less than subtly leaning forward to get her chest right up in Ryan’s face. 

“No… no I haven’t had any issues with giant boobs yet.” Ryan said, very nearly tucked inside of Carli’s bra at this point.

“Oh good. Well, if you think someone’s about to sit on you with their fat ass, just give me the signal and I’ll come over and shove you in between my tits. Sound good?” Carli asked, closing her arms together to press her moderately impressive breasts together. She knew that she didn’t have the biggest rack ever, but it probably didn’t matter to Ryan, she figured, since his comment about even small butts seeming huge probably translated to tits as well. 

“Alright, I could get on board with that. What’re we going to do for a signal though? We need something crystal clear so you don’t get confused and stuff me into your bra by mistake.” He said with a chuckle. Carli lifted a finger to her chin, gently tapping it in faux thought.

“Hmmmmm, that’s a good point. It’d be awful if I showed you my tits and it wasn’t a genuine emergency.” She replied with a smirk.

“How about this…” Ryan stood up, looking directly into Carli’s eyes as he raised a hand to his lips. “If I need a rescue, I’ll blow you a kiss, like this.” Ryan removed his hand from his face and pantomimed blowing a solitary kiss towards the giantess. Carli’s lips curled up into a bright smile as a slight blush in her cheeks was mercifully masked by the darkness around them. Feeling caught up in the momentum of the moment, the love struck giantess reached her fingers into the cups of her bra, pulling them forward to reveal her bare breasts in all of their glory to the miniscule man.

“Wait, was that the signal? Do you need a rescue? Hop in!” She said with a giggle, enjoying the show of watching Ryan stare forward at her tits, completely awestruck. 

“Carli, come here!”

“Yeah, get back in the water!”

The titanic brunette rolled her eyes and gave Ryan a very pouty look as she subtly shifted her bra back into place before rolling over to address her friends.

“Yeah, alright. One second.” She then turned back to Ryan, plucking him off of the armrest and gently placing him down in the seat just as she vacated it. She leaned down to ensure that only Ryan could hear her talking. “You stay here, and if I’m not the one who comes to sit down, then just give me the signal and I’ll come rescue you.”

“And if you are the one who comes to sit down?” Ryan asked, but the only thing he got in return was a smile and a wink before Carli spun around and took two bounding steps before leaping back into the pool. For the next fifteen minutes or so Ryan watched the girls horse around from the vantage point of the lounge chair; though he did move farther from the seat to avoid giving any of these brats any reason to plant their soaking wet butts on top of him. He watched them begin to climb overtop of each other, starting for form some sort of human pyramid before quickly erupting into a game of chicken that did give him a good chuckle for a while. At point, after getting knocked off of Jess’ shoulders and being replaced by Liz, Brooke began climbing out of the pool, searching for something on the deck of the pool.

“Hey Brooke! Brooke!” Ryan shouted, frantically waving his arms over his head to catch the massive woman’s attention. Luckily the giantess took notice of him and began stomping over in his direction.

“What’s up dude? Wanna get in?” She asked, water cascading down from her body onto the chair around Ryan. 

“Nah, could you actually take me back inside? I’m beat.” Ryan asked, figuring now was a great time to turn in for the night. Brooke shook her head and slumped her shoulders.

“Aw c’mon, it’s not even that late yet. We’re having fun!” She argued, not loving the idea of anyone stepping away from this fantastic evening.

“And you can keep having fun, but it was late when you abducted me. It’s crazy late now. I’m ready for bed. Please.” He added firmly.

“You sure you don’t wanna come in for a dip? That water’s really nice. And I think we’re gonna get in the hot tub in just a bit.”

Ryan scoffed and shook his head. “Pft, all the more reason for me to go to bed. Do you have any idea how easily I could die in the jacuzzi? If you lose sight of me in the bubbles, I’d be dead in literally five minutes.”

“Ugh, whatever. Fine, I’ll take you to bed you pansy.” Brooke sighed, reaching down to scoop her tiny brother up off of the lounge chair and carrying him inside in a closed fist. Thankfully she didn’t delay on her walk back to Natalie’s room. In less than two minutes Ryan found himself being gently placed on the dresser top beside his makeshift home. 

“You sure you don’t want to hang out more?” Brooke asked, leaning over top of the dresser. “We can come get you when we come back in. We’ll probably have some more drinks and watch a movie.”

Ryan looked up and studied his tremendous sister. Here in the light of his mother’s bedroom, he was able to get a much better look at her. She gently swayed back and forth, no doubt an effect of her disrupted equilibrium, as rivulets of crystal clear water tracked down out of her hair, running through the canyon of her beast before traveling down her tummy and disappearing from Ryan’s view. He sort of wished the lights were still off, as his attention was once again hopelessly dragged towards the blonde titan’s massive chest, her nipples poking through her soaked, beige bra. 

“Honestly Brooke, I’m just way too tired. I guess I’m still getting used to how alcohol affects me now.” Ryan said, not lying, though it was definitely a bit of a convenient excuse to put an end to her pleading.

“Oh shit. I didn’t even think about that.” Brooke said, finally listening to something her brother had to say. “Are you gonna be good?”

“Yeah Brooke, I’ll be fine. But of sleep will do me good.” 

“Okay, I’ll make sure we’re quiet when we come back in.” She replied, acting more sweetly to him now than she had all evening.

“Thanks Brooke, I appre-“

MWAH

Ryan was cut off as Brooke’s massive lips came down and planted a small kiss in the top of his head, briefly stunning him as his mind was taken back to his unwanted trip into Jess’ mouth. Without waiting for a response, Brooke turned on her heels and quickly strode out of the room, leaving Ryan to stare at her massive, jiggling butt right up until she shut off the lights and pulled the door closed behind her. 

“Jesus fucking Christ.” The tiny man wheezed, shaking his head. Today had been a much more eventful day than he had bargained for. Slowly Ryan trudged into his house, lazily flopping down onto his bed and slipping underneath the top sheet. Unfortunately his blanket was out in the living room soaked in vodka, so just the sheet would have to suffice for the evening. But as his head hit the pillow, this proved to be a moot point, as the shrunken man quickly began to slip into unconsciousness. 

Later that evening…

CRRREEEAAAAAAKKKKKK

Ryan’s eyes shot open as another loud sound cut through the night. His heart began to race as his newfound prey instincts told him to run and hide. Despite his racing heart though, he pressed onward, quietly climbing his way out of bed and creeping over to the bedroom window. Outside of his house it was still extremely dark, however, Ryan did spot something colossal moving around in the dark. He crouched down, trying to remain out of sight as he strained his eyes to discern who was creeping around in the darkness. 

Suddenly the lamp on Natalie’s bedside table clicked on, flooding the room with light and giving Ryan a quick glimpse at Brooke’s massive friend Carli who was now standing in the room wearing a long t-shirt that hung just about halfway down the curve of her butt. What the fuck? Ryan thought to himself, watching as the giantess spun around, her eyes landing on Ryan’s little house. Shit! Ryan dropped down to the floor, not wanting to let the giant woman catch him staring out the window at her. 

Listening to the thumping sound of giant footsteps, Ryan failed to act quickly enough to put together a sufficient ruse. He had begun to retreat to his bed but before he could get under the sheets, he heard the distinct click of his roof being lifted off of the frame of the house. Slowly he turned to find himself staring up into the beautiful smiling face of the titanic Carli. 

“Hey you…” The giantess cooed, leaning over top of the miniature house that held her tiny crush. Ryan tried to use his hand to block some of the light from straining his unadjusted eyes.

“Carli? What the hell are you doing?” He asked, his voice low and raspy, which, unbeknownst to him, only fed into the giantess’ mountain arousal.

“I wanted to come see you.” She replied softly. 

“Okay…” His tired, mildly drunken mind was still struggling to ramp up to full capacity, struggling to determine why the hell his little sister’s friend was out here pulling the roof off of his house.

“Do you want to come out?” She asked, her voice soft and timid, almost making her seem small despite being an incomprehensible titan. 

“Not really. I want to go back to bed.” Ryan replied flatly. “You should too.” 

“But I’m not tired.” She whined, staring down at him with massive doe eyes. “You’re already up, come keep me company.”

“Carli, I’m tired…” He reiterated, struggling to remain calm in the face of his rising irritation.

“Please… pretty please?” She began to beg, pushing out her bottom lip and putting on her best pouty face. Ryan groaned loudly, realizing that she wasn’t going to leave this alone. 

“Fine, let me put on some clothes.” He said, not bothering to hide the irritation in his voice. Carli, in turn, squealed in delight, setting the roof back down on the house as she eagerly waited for the tiny man to walk out of his house. A couple of minutes later, Ryan came out wearing a plain white t-shirt and black elastic shorts, stepping out onto his front lawn and looking up at his inconvenient houseguest.

“So… what’s up?” Ryan asked, studying her incredulously when suddenly something caught his attention. “Wait… is that my shirt?” In the dim light, Ryan was finally able to recognize what appeared to be an old t-shirt of his that went missing a while back.

“Yeah…” Carli admitted, smiling and blushing as she gently pulled the fabric tight to her body, highlighting the gentle curves of her figure. 

“I’ve been looking for that forever.” Ryan said, scratching his head as he tried to figure out the last time he had seen it. It wasn’t anything remarkable, but he had bought it at a concert that he attended with a huge group of his friends and it held a lot of really awesome memories for him. 

“Yeah I stayed overnight a long time ago and I needed something to sleep in so Brooke told me to go grab one of your shirts to sleep in. I hope that’s okay. It’s like my favorite nightshirt now.” She said cutely, pulling it tight to her chest.

“Yeah, it’s one of my favorite shirts.” Ryan muttered, dumbfounded to find out that one of Brooke’s friends had been hoarding it all this time. 

“Oh I’m sorry. Here, you can have it back.” Carli raised her arms up and slowly pulled the shirt off of her body, leaving her standing before the dresser wearing nothing but her panties.

“Jesus Christ Carli, what are you doing? Put the shirt back on.” Ryan shouted, trying not to ogle the young woman, though her size made it difficult to look at anything but her bare chest.

“What?” Carli asked, gently draping the t-shirt over Ryan’s small house, blocking off the only way inside. “Don’t you think I’m pretty?” She asked, her voice sounding sad and hurt. 

“I… you’re my sister’s friend!” He stammered, still unable to stop staring at her beautiful areolas.

“So what?” She asked. “I’m an adult, you’re an adult.” The giantess leaned forward and crouched down slightly, bringing herself that much closer to a stunned Ryan. “I’ve had a crush on you for like… ever. And I know that you think I’m pretty. So why can’t we just—“

“Carli, come on! We can’t.” Ryan argued, his mind flooded with nothing but the various consequences of what she was suggesting. 

“Yes we can!” She pleaded. “I don’t care that you're small! In fact, it just makes me want you more. You’re an impossible combination of hit and cute that just makes me— Ugh! It drives me crazy!”

“Carli, seriously. This is a terrible idea, please, just go back to bed.” 

“Wha- what’s the problem?” She asked angrily, her sudden shift in demeanor scaring the hell out of Ryan. “I’ve been so fucking nice to you… I kept you safe from those bitches. I paid attention to you. I’m out here fucking throwing myself at you, so why the hell are you acting like this?” Ryan opened his mouth to speak, but the words caught in his throat. No matter the circumstances, it was utterly terrifying when a giant was shouting at you.

“I know that you’re into me. You were more than happy to look at my tits out by the pool.” She said pointedly, filling Ryan with immense regret. 

“Carli, I shouldn’t have done that. It was a mistake—“

“NO IT WASN’T.” The giantess suddenly shouted, slamming her fists down violently on the dresser. While the impact of her massive, boulder-like fists shook the ground beneath him, the actual force of her voice was enough to cause Ryan to stumble backwards. He nearly buckled at the knees in fear of this unpredictable goddess. However, her demeanor quickly shifted back to one of desperate longing. “It wasn’t a mistake. I know that you feel the same way that I do. You’re just worried about your sister. About your bitch mom. About the fact that you’re small now. But you don’t have to worry. I can take care of you. I can keep you safe. And I can give you everything that you want.” Cari stood up to her full height, standing on her tippy toes to make sure that Ryan could see her crotch as she began to slowly rub her fingers along the outside of her underwear, giving Ryan a very clear view of her massive pussy.

“Carli…” 

The giantess cocked her head, a slight smirk forming in her face as she could feel herself starting to break through to the little man. She slowly leaned forward, bringing her face closer to Ryan as he slowly tried to back away from her.

“We can’t…” He said timidly, backing away as the smell of her breath filled his nostrils.

“Sure we can.” She replied, using one finger to gently knock Ryan onto his back. Grinning like the demon she was, Carli used her finger to keep Ryan pinned to the dresser as she tugged on his shorts, finally pulling them off of his legs. “Ahhhh look at that. It looks like someone’s a bit more excited than he’s letting on.” Unsurprisingly, Ryan’s cock was standing at full attention, his mind having already been well and truly poisoned by all of this time spent around admittedly beautiful giantesses. 

“I’ll tell you what…” Carli said, bringing her lips closer to his body. Every word that she spoke sent a torrent of air currents that tickled his taint in a devastatingly pleasing way. Ryan gritted his teeth, the rational part of his mind struggling to retain control as it suffocated beneath copious amounts of alcohol and an unbelievably enticing offer from a stunningly beautiful giantess.

“If you want me to stop, just say it… one more time. And I’ll let you sleep all alone tonight.” She said softly, hesitating for just long enough to know that Ryan had already given in. “Or, you can let me rock your fucking world.”

There was another long beat of silence. Internally, Carli celebrated. If Ryan was going to keep resisting her, that would’ve been his moment to do so. But now that she had his wrapped around her finger, the giantess wanted to prove to him just how much he really wanted her.

“Say it…” She whispered. “Ask me for it.”

“Please…” Ryan whimpered, feeling the odd sensation of her tongue dragging along his legs as soon as he spoke. With an excited squeal of delight, Carli scooped Ryan up in her hand, quickly cupping him against her right fit as she began walking over to Natalie’s bed. To her delight, she could feel the sensation of Ryan nibbling on her nipple. God that was fast. She thought to herself, feeling incredibly vibrant in her femininity. She marveled at just how quickly she had been able to break down Ryan’s repressed shame and bring him around to the idea of giving himself to her completely. 

Plopping herself down on the bed, Carli moved her tiny lover down onto the mattress between her legs. Ryan watched as the titanic woman began to gently run her fingers along the outline of her pussy, causing his heart rate to spike even further.

“I want to be yours…” She said softly, using one hand to massage her breast as her other hand continued to swirl around her panties. Ryan took a deep breath and braced himself. Tonight was going to be a long night.