Breaking An Amethyst by Sophie

Another brisk fall day descended upon the kingdom, and Amethyst did her best to stifle a yawn as a pair of guards swiftly marched through the corridors of the castle. She waved to them as they returned a curt nod, and as they rounded a corner to patrol another hallway Amethyst was left trying to eavesdrop on the conversation on the other side of the door. Her friend and princess to the realm Diamond was in a heated argument with one of the king’s advisors, and it didn’t seem to be particularly productive.

After a few more minutes of muffled yelling, Princess Diamond eventually stormed out of the meeting room, a disgusted look of anger on her face as Amethyst pushes herself off the wall to keep up with the fast footfalls of her friend. Once the two were out of earshot of the meeting room Amethyst sped up to be parallel with Diamond, and leaned her face in closer.

“Soooo, wanna tell me what all that was about?” Amethyst asked with an inquisitive, and snarky smile.

“That stuck-up, odious, cowardly advisor has found out that there’s something causing women from the castle town to go missing, and said that we simply didn’t have the manpower on hand to go chasing after wild ghost stories, despite family testimony and please from the townsfolk to do something about it. It’s horrible!” Diamond turned her head to look at Amethyst, this had clearly rattled her. Amethyst turned over a thought in her head for a few moments before blurting it out loud to Diamond.

“What if I go investigate?” The words left her mouth too quickly, and as Diamond turned her head towards Amethyst she knew all too well that she had already volunteered herself for a ton of work.

“You’d do that? Really?”

“Yes, really. If it’ll help put your mind at ease. I’ll set out first thing after lunch.”

Diamond hopped into the air excitedly and threw her arms around Amethyst, thanking her with every breath that she had. With that matter resolved, the two continued their morning duties and had a pleasant lunch and tea time together, before Amethyst slipped from the castle and ventured into the town built around it to start asking questions.

It didn’t take long for Amethyst to find herself in a bustling town center full of people. Not knowing where to start, she started to randomly stop people on the street and ask around about this monster that was terrorizing the town’s women. After only an hour of asking around, Amethyst had assembled a rough collection of clues that would serve for her to do a bit of reconnaissance. She learned that the monster was a large humanoid, roughly eight or nine feet tall, the creature had freakish strength, and it had a penchant for making women disappear, and goring any men who went looking for them. The final clue that Amethyst received is the supposed location of the beast’s lair, a cave nearly an hour’s walk outside of the town’s walls.

Amethyst grabbed a map of the local area and plotted out her route into the wilderness while enjoying a quick meal in town, and by the time the sun was beginning to fall towards the tree line, she was setting out into the forest.

Her walk wasn’t very eventful, and eventually Amethyst arrived at the location described to her by the townspeople. A gaping cave whose maw loomed over her as bones and other detritus were arranged ominously at the entrance. Amethyst took stock of the location and as she was surveying the land caught a strange scent on her nose: booze. The scent of beer flowed heavily outwards from the cave, and she reasoned that the monster inside had taken its fill of beer or wine from a local farm outside of the walls.

With her nerves hardened and her wits about her, Amethyst carefully began to skulk her way into the winding cave, watching the entrance disappear from view and only her well-trained eyes guiding her as she kept a hand along the wall. It was slow-moving, but after another wind in the cave something began to flicker ahead, as the gentle dance of a fire illuminated a humanoid shape against the cave wall, with a bottle of liquor in its hand.

Amethyst paused for just a moment to prepare herself, and gingerly crept forward again. Unfortunately, she failed to watch the ground carefully, and triggered a glyph on the floor that sprung up around her. The light caught and encircled her and in a matter of seconds Amethyst could feel it taking hold across her body. When the light finally faded, Amethyst could see from her surroundings that she had been shrunken to a truly pitiable size.

Confusion raced through Amethyst, but every sensation in her body leapt to alert as the shadow of the monster suddenly began to move in response to Amethyst triggering the glyph. Every muscle in her body went into overdrive as she began to run back the way that she came back into the cave.

Her legs pushed with everything she had, but after just a few booming steps a bright torch light began to cast light on the walls of the cave, and Amethyst chanced a look behind herself and saw the real form of the “monster”.

This monster was no creature or beast, just an unkempt man who appeared like he had not shaved in over a week. His clothes were worn and had several holes in them, and his only piece of clothing without holes at all seemed to be his work boots, which Amethyst hardly came to the top of the toes of. Amethyst realized that she could not outrun this bothersome giant and turned to stand her ground.

She took a deep breath and produced her staff, carving magical power into the air before her as she weaved a cloud of darkness to cover the giant’s eyes. The man stopped for a moment and swatted the air in front of him, easily dispersing the cloud with just his hand. Amethyst spat a curse at the ground as she tried to look for anything she could use to her advantage in this cave.

As she continued to run, Amethyst continued to wave her staff behind herself, carving magic into the air and firing off a myriad of spells to try and trip up the giant man, only for his raw power to effortlessly bat aside these spells intended to bind and delay him. Amethyst would need something much stronger to shake this giant off her trail so she could escape and grow back to normal.

After ducking behind a rock, Amethyst began to weave a much stronger spell. When it was finished, Amethyst ducked out from her cover and began to unleash a torrent of star-like projectiles at the giant’s body. The giant makes no attempt to dodge, instead swinging his hand at the collection of lights sailing at his body. Amethyst’s heart sinks as the stars fizzle and splatter against the thick skin of the giant ineffectively, with the few that slip between his fingers causing small singes to his shirt, not even setting it alight.

The giant finished waving away the spell, and looked down at his shirt as he sighed at the new holes placed into it by Amethyst. “Great, this was supposed to be one of my cleaner ones.” The man growled, and focused his drunken attention towards Amethyst.

Amethyst tried to scurry as fast as her shrunken body would allow her, but the giant covered tens of her steps in a single footfall, and after his first step he raised his boot high and slammed it onto the ground in front of where Amethyst was running. The impact was enough to send Amethyst to the ground and she looked up as the giant moved the torch to get a good look at her, bending down to peer at the shrunken mage.

“Purple hair, strange magic, yup, you seem like the girl I was contracted to shrink down. Guess that old coot can cook up a plan.” The giant muttered to himself, but his voice still effortlessly carries over to Amethyst’s ears. Confusion ran through her mind as she wondered who the giant was referring to. In this moment of thought Amethyst was too slow to react to the grasping hand of the giant as it descended down upon the shrunken woman.The fist closed down around Amethyst’s body before she could react.

Amethyst braced herself as she was sent racing through the air as the giant stood back up, the speeds of his massive body being inconceivable for Amethyst. The conditions inside of his clenched fist were unbearable, the heat coming off his skin combined with the sweat he had built up already made the conditions too humid for Amethyst to breathe comfortably. The giant righted himself and with a little stagger to his gait, began to head back to his campfire in the depths of the cave. His wobbly strides only infuriated Amethyst more and more, humiliated at being captured by such a clumsy and boorish brute. In her indignity, Amethyst struggled against the tough skin of the giant man and after just a few steps felt like she could actually break free from the man’s grasp.

Putting caution to the wind, Amethyst waited for the heavy footfall of the giant and tried to spring herself free from his enormous hand, only for his grip to tighten at the last second and sealing off her method of escape. “Hey! Quit that! Where do you think you could even go at your size?”

The man’s admonishment of Amethyst bruised her pride, but she saw reason and settled into the tight grip of the fist and waited for the last few steps that it took the man to round the corner to his campsite. It was a sordid affair, beer bottles and discarded liquor was everywhere, and the man had only a sleeping bag available to himself to sleep on. Surprisingly, a sheet of wood had been set down upon a flat bit of the cave and propped on top of logs to form a makeshift table, upon which the man’s empty dinner plate rested. As the giant arrived back at his campsite, he looked around for something to contain Amethyst, and shrugged as he deposited her into a nearly finished can of beer.

Amethyst goes into a free fall for just a second before splashing down into the puddle of alcohol. Amethyst pulled herself together and slowly stood up, the beer came up to her knees and she could feel the dark liquid spilling into her boots and soaking through her pants. She looked up the neck of the bottle and saw the giant wander away, back to the comfort of the fire as he began to mutter to himself. “Ugh, now my hands feel all clammy and weird. Thank god for this fire to keep me warm. I’ll hand you off to that damned old fart tomorrow and rid myself of your troublesome antics and be all the richer for it.”

Amethyst pressed her face against the glass and watched the man warm himself by the fire, trying to suppress the feelings of cold coursing up her legs as she stood in the chilled bottle of beer. After a few minutes of grousing to himself, the giant finally stood back up and wandered over to the bottle that contained Amethyst. He peered down and saw the purple-haired mage glaring back up at him, her rage hardly contained inside the tiny bottle. The man laughed at Amethyst’s glare as he shrugged her off, and picked the bottle up and began to tilt it towards his mouth.

The contents of the bottle began to slosh forward, carrying Amethyst towards the open mouth of the giant. Amethyst fell into the gaping maw along with the remainder of the beer, and fought against the panic in her body that she might be swallowed as the man swished her around in his mouth for a few brief seconds. Finally, when he was done swishing her around, the man pressed his tongue against Amethyst’s body and moved her towards his lips and quickly spit Amethyst onto his hand while swallowing the rest of the beer.

“Ah, that was pretty good. You taste a lot better than I gave you credit for, Miss Blackberry.” The giant looked down at Amethyst with a smirk. She was drenched and reeked of a combination of beer and the man’s spit. In her rage, Amethyst reached for her staff and aimed it at the man’s face, but the drunkard’s fingers quickly descended and gripped the tip of the staff, pulling up on it to wrench it out of Amethyst’s hands.

“No, you don’t need this anymore.” The giant flicked Amethyst’s staff away, and the shrunken mage could only watch as it landed in the greasy remains of the man’s food on his dinner plate. She turned her attention back to the giant, who bared his teeth at her in a big smile.

“Y’know, you got me real sweaty chasing after you, annoyed too, with that pitiful lightshow you threw my way. Maybe I should teach you a lesson about what happens when you make me mad? But at the same time I have a busy day ahead of me tomorrow, so how about I show you to your sleeping quarters for tonight?”

The man smirked at Amethyst as she tilted her head to the side, and suddenly Amethyst’s face went white as a sheet as she saw the other man’s hand below the table messing with his belt. A few more motions and his pants fell to the floor around his ankles and Amethyst was shocked to see the massive, uncut cock of the giant man, his hairy balls held close to his body as the cold night air breezed past his nether regions, but his cock stood tall and rigid before Amethyst.

“Oh yeah, I think you’ll get a good night’s rest in there. In you go, runt.” The man said as he pinched Amethyst’s arms together above her head and slowly began to lower her towards his cock slit. Amethyst began to struggle all that she could, wriggling and contorting her body as the gleaming cock head was brought closer and closer to her feet. Unable to break free of the man’s grasp, Amethyst widened her legs and braced herself on either side of the giant slit and resisted being fed into the massive cock.

“Eh, still struggling? Come on now, I wanna go to bed already. Just get in there, you damned pipsqueak!” The man lifted and jammed down Amethyst time and time again, and for several attempts she managed to thwart the giant attempting to stick her somewhere the sun doesn’t shine. Finally, the man pulls Amethyst back and lets go of her arms and instead pinches her legs together.

“Fine, you don’t wanna play nice, then you’re getting a head-first slide down to your new home. Make sure you hold your breath before splashdown, or don’t, I don’t give a fuck anymore.”

With his grip around Amethyst’s lower body secured, Amethyst was forced to watch in horror as the man began to inch her face closer and closer to his cock head, the slit gleaming with his precum already. A foul odor emanated from the man’s foreskin and Amethyst tried even harder to break free. She tried to wiggle and move her body, but it was pointless as her hair finally made contact with the thick, sticky fluid that coated the giant’s member. Amethyst’s face was pressed into the bubble of precum shortly after, and the giant held her there for what felt like an eternity, sighing to himself at the pleasure of Amethyst’s head fighting inside of his cock head.

Slowly and agonizingly for his plaything, the brigand continues to push on Amethyst’s lower body, gleefully watching the proud mage disappearing into his gross, sweaty cock. He felt the large bumps that were her breasts pressing against the slit of his cock, and as he applied a bit more force to get them past his opening a great sense of pleasure shot through the man. He sighed as he let go of the tiny woman’s legs, content to let his cock suck her down like one would slurp down on some noodles.

Amethyst continued to slide down the man’s cock, she managed to spit the precum out of her mouth and breathe again, although the air in his current environment was far from ideal. Her eyes tried to adjust to the dark tunnel of the giant’s urethra, but she couldn’t see through the thick walls of his skin at all, not even a single bit of light from the campfire made it through. Suddenly, the walls around her began to flex and contract, and she was jolted down further into the long tunnel. Reflexively, Amethyst stuck her arms out to the side and tried to brace herself to stop her descent, but the slick walls were slimy and did nothing to prolong her fall.

By a twist of fate, as Amethyst slid more and more with each flexing motion of the cock, she gracefully came to a stop as her shapely ass reached the slit of the man’s cock. She was slightly too thick to be fed down with just the strength of his cock alone. The giant grunted as he saw the sight of Amethyst’s ass wriggling in his cock slit, her precious robes stained with his precum.

The man placed his thumb on the soles of Amethyst’s boots and gave her a gentle push, and then a second, tougher push to finally unclog the troublesome mage from his cock, pressing her down to her feet inside of his cock. The sudden push forward startles Amethyst, who lets a gasp escape from her lips. The giant smirks as the tiny mage’s boots finally sink past his slit with another gulp of his dick, and he pulls the edges of his foreskin close together, sealing Amethyst in as he breathed out a sigh of relief and began to tug his underwear back up so that he could prepare to go to bed.

Meanwhile, Amethyst had to endure the constant gulping of the man’s penis, pushed further and further along his shaft. The constant movements of the giant jostled and moved Amethyst around, but finally the tight passage expanded and her head popped out into a larger area. The heat and smell of this place was intense, but Amethyst tried to push the reality of where she was about to land out of her mind, and tried to cling to the urethra of the giant’s penis.

It was all for naught, however, as the man flexed his cock one last time and Amethyst’s body was ejected from the passageway of his cock and she was sent headfirst into a pool of the brigand’s cum. It was an unceremonious splash and Amethyst was forced to quickly scramble and pull her head out of the thick, restrictive liquid. She managed to bring herself up to the surface of the man’s spunk, and sputtered and coughed as she tried her best to not swallow a drop of the foul liquid. The man could feel Amethyst’s struggles, and rubbed the exterior of his balls as Amethyst pulled herself to a safe spot within his balls where her head wouldn’t be in danger of falling into the cum.

“Heh, having fun in there? Better settle down now, or else I’ll have to get frisky as well.” The man teased Amethyst. He was about to finish pulling his underwear up when all of a sudden his cock began to swish and move. He focused on the movements and felt some objects were left behind in his cock, and after a few moments he spat up the cum-splattered clothes of Amethyst, all the way down to her frilly lace panties. The giant laughed, shaking his balls and causing his thick cum to splash onto Amethyst’s face as he collected the mage’s gear and pulled her staff off his dinner plate and assembled them in a loose, tiny bag.

“Well there’s my proof that I disposed of ya, so I guess no matter what I’m getting paid, so feel free to disappear into my nuts if you want.” With his proof secured, the man finished pulling his underwear and pants back up, and extinguished the fire in the cave as he crawled into his sleeping bag and tried to fall asleep. The man’s walking and transition into laying down caused his balls to shift and sway, and eventually as he turned horizontal the levels of cum in his balls changed, and Amethyst had to fight to keep her face from falling into the pool of cum that threatened to drag her beneath it’s thick, gunky tides.

It’s only when the giant settles down for the night that Amethyst has a quiet moment to breathe and finally realizes the predicament that she is in. She’s been shrunk , stripped naked, and force fed down the cock of some ruffian who was hired by an advisor to the king with the purposes of removing Amethyst from the world. Amethyst tried her best to ponder why, but the rancid stink of the man’s cum and the slimy, gross way it clung to her skin and hair made it impossible for her to keep a consistent train of thought.

Eschewing any plans or thinking, Amethyst laid her head on the tough yet squishy flesh of the interior of the giant’s balls and attempted to get a good night’s sleep. But sleep came fitfully, as the man’s snoring was loud and thunderous, shaking the very prison that held Amethyst so tightly. Covering her ears did nothing to alleviate the booming noises made by the man, or the constant contractions his sleeping body made on his ballsack. By the time several hours had passed, Amethyst had gotten very little sleep, and her anger against the man had only grown.

Dawn broke the next day, and the brigand had slept in for several hours past the rising of the sun before finally sitting up and stretching. He smacked his lips a few times as he unzipped his sleeping bag, and as he started to rise to his feet he could feel the lethargic struggles of his captive, fighting against the shifting position of his ballsack and his cum that sloshed around. A smile crept across the man’s face as he went about getting ready for the day, grabbing the last of his soap and all the nice clothes that he had left and heads for the stream that flows near the mouth of the cave. He whistles as he walks and as he arrives, he strips down completely naked and delicately steps a toe into the water. A shiver runs up his spine and he complains to no one in particular about the freezing cold water, but he sucks it up and slowly lowers himself in to clean himself off.

As the man lowered his balls into the water, the coldness of it caused him to involuntarily clench his balls, forcing the weight and pressure of it to compact and press onto Amethyst from all sides. She let out a startled yelp as she tried to stick her arms and legs out to hold back the tide of flesh, but it did little to help as the thick walls of her prison pressed down on her and mashed her face into the walls. The giant man paused for a moment as his balls clenched and held onto Amethyst, savoring the feeling of her body being squeezed so tightly by such an unsightly part of his body. As he continued to bathe, he took care to clench his balls every few minutes, feeling Amethyst’s struggles as she fought to avoid being crushed by the thick flesh beating down on her.

Inside of the man’s balls was agony, the coldness of the river water had lowered the temperature in there and Amethyst could feel her naked body start shivering, with the only warmth left available to her being the pool of cum that her lower body was submerged in. Amethyst held fast, and refused to willingly sink herself into the pool of cum just to warm herself up, no matter how cold she got. The crushing grip of the man’s balls had tired her, however, and by the time he had decided to get out of the river Amethyst had no fight left in her reserves, and rested as the man got dressed and hurried along to the castle, fearing he might be late.

It takes the brigand just over an hour to arrive at the backside of the castle where Amethyst had previously made her home, and as he did his best to wipe the sweat from his brow he knew that the heat and musk inside of his balls must be killed on the poor fool he has trapped in there as he gives the shrunken mage a clench of his balls to let her know that he remembers her.

He doesn’t have long to play with Amethyst, however, as the advisor to the king steps out of a hidden door in the back of the castle and approaches the brigand.

“I assume you brought proof of the deed?”

“Sure did, old timer. Little thing’s still kicking around to boot. I’ve got her stashed away in my little hideout where I was playing boogeyman.”

“Very impressive. Here is your reward as promised: 500 gold pieces, enough to live well for the rest of your life. However, I would like to offer to sweeten the pot: if you could bring Amethyst to me I would be willing to double your reward. She would be very enjoyable to have around when I am dealing with that brat Princess Diamond.”

“An extra 500? Shit man, anything you want. It’ll take me a day to go and fetch her, but I’ll get it done.”

“Anything? Then maybe take your time a while and see if you can break that rebellious soul inside of her, make her a bit more… obedient.” The old man paused for effect on the last word, and the brigand smiled wide.

“Oh I’ll give that a shot alright, let’s give me a week and I’ll be back here to deliver her, completely broken. Anything to watch out for when I’m doing the deed?”

“She’s a powerful mage at normal size, and resilient physically. She also has the ability to reform herself at great cost of her mana, so most things you do to her can be reversed.”

“That so huh? Well I’ll give Little Purp here a real thrashing and I’ll hand over what remains of her in a week, see ya.” The brigand turned on his heels and started to walk away, his hefty gold pouch and his balls filled with his captive, while the advisor turned and smirked as he headed back into the castle.

Once the brigand could no longer see the castle through the tree line he stopped behind a tree and squatted down to address the tiny woman trapped in his sack. “Well well my little ball pet, seems like your time with me has an expiration date. I’ve never had to break someone before, but I’m sure that by the end of our time together you’ll be right and ready to worship that wrinkly old fuck’s cock, just mind the cobwebs.”

The brigand laughed at his own joke and stood back up, unaware of the pressure that his squatting had placed onto Amethyst. Instead of walking straight back to the cave, the brigand decided to wander through the town connected to the castle and pick up some goodies using his recent payment.

Hours passed for Amethyst, who struggled to stay awake and keep most of her body from dropping deeper into the pool of sloshing cum. She could only lightly hear the voice of the man talking to various shopkeepers and waitstaff at the very same tavern that she had gotten dinner at the night before. Even just thinking about that dinner beforehand made a growl of hunger rumble from Amethyst’s stomach, but she pushed that out of her mind as she tried to stay strong.

Finally, after an hour of walking away from the city, the man holding Amethyst arrived back at his cave. He set down his purchases and saddled up to the makeshift table near his campsite. He began to undo the belt of his pants and in a matter of seconds held his erect cock in his hands.

“Alright bitch, break’s over, let’s get you out of there.” The man said as he started to jerk himself off. Amethyst’s prison began to bounce and shudder with the rhythmic movements and her struggles to avoid falling into the pool of cum were wasted as she splashed face first into the churning waves. The man grunted as he felt the shrunken mage bounce and be battered around by his movements, and as he stood up to shoot his load onto the table he felt the curvy mage flow into his cock shaft again. He pushed on her over and over again, forcing her out with the grandeur of his orgasm and letting her blast onto the table in one big cumshot.

Amethyst was thankfully in one piece, and she took gulp after gulp of fresh air, even if the scent and heaviness of the man’s cum still suffused the air around her. The man burst out laughing at Amethyst’s impression of a fish out of water, and fished her tiny body out of the puddle of cum he had shot her into.

“Looks like you’re holding up just fine, runt. I thought I’d be a good trainer and give you one last evening away from my body, just so I can crush the happiness out of you to mold you into the perfect ball slave.” The man grinned down at Amethyst, who could feel her anger burning at the man’s condescension and cruelty.

She wouldn’t let herself go down without a fight, and mana started to swell up inside of her, but before she could even attempt to fire out a spell, the man placed a shallow dish of water before her and a bit of soap carved off of a much larger bar.

“Go on, clean up. I’m gonna put you somewhere clean tonight and I don’t want cum on it.” The man gestured towards the bowl and soap, ignoring Amethyst’s bristled stance as he began to root through his bag of purchases. Amethyst noticed the lack of focus the man was paying to her but decided that running along the table wouldn’t be a productive escape plan. Instead, she gingerly climbed the dish and peered into the water, it was faintly warm and crystal clear, as if the man had warmed some river water by his fire.

Amethyst eased herself into the dish, cleaning the gooped cum off of her hair and body and used the soap to quickly scrub herself clean. It took a matter of minutes and by the time that she felt clean she climbed back out of the plate, not wanting to wallow in comfort knowing the brigand had more horrendous plans in mind for her.

 

As Amethyst made it back onto the table, she saw a series of items lined out on the table in front of her, and the bandit turned his attention back to Amethyst to explain. “Alright runt, behold the implements of your training! And I’ll have you know, I paid a good sum of my reward to an enchanter for all of this, so hopefully I get reimbursed for spending so much on your ass. First off, I turned that dinky little staff of yours into a collar, it’s programmed to latch onto your magic, so let’s get that on you right now.”

The man snapped his fingers and muttered a word of magical power, all of a sudden, a purple and teal collar shot off the table and attached itself to Amethyst’s neck, tightening just enough that she could slip one finger in between her neck and the collar. The man nodded to himself, pleased to see his items were working so far. “Good good, you didn’t need that little toothpick anymore anyways, glad we could put it to good use. Next up, to go with that pretty little collar of yours I had this leash made that will connect from your collar to any of the rings on my body.”

The man stood up, revealing his naked body to Amethyst, she searched across his body and found several golden rings on his person, one on each hand, one on each of his big toes, and a final one wrapped around his flaccid cock. The man nodded as understanding dawned onto Amethyst’s face as he muttered another word, and the leash sprung to life and merged itself onto the collar around her neck, and hooked its other end onto the ring on the man’s right ring finger.

“Splendid, everything’s working exactly as that enchanter said. Also, the length of the leash is as long as the owner wills it to be, so be a good slave and you might get some extra rope to play with. Now this final toy is what I’m looking forward to most.” The man held up a clear, jiggly tube whose shape Amethyst had only seen a few times before, but she knew it was a fleshlight. The man smiled and continued, “Y’see, this toy right here will let me stick my dick inside and see every one of your movements, whether you’re in my balls or my cock. So if I tell you to do something inside my balls I’ll know if you disobey, and I’ll be able to dish out a punishment to my liking.”

His toothy grin was wide, and he put the fleshlight back into a leather bag to use later as Amethyst stared up at him, unable to run because of the leash chaining her to the man’s finger. Strangely enough, the man undoes the connection of the leash and Amethyst watches as it reels back in like a fishing line and hides inside of her collar. She glances back up at the giant man, who shrugs.

“Don’t look at me like that, you’re still trapped like a good little slave, but I’m giving you tonight as the last night that you get away from being trapped on or in someone’s body for a very long time. Let me show you to your quarters for tonight.” The man then peeled his sweaty, worn sock off of his foot and presented the mouth of it to Amethyst, as if he was inviting her into a house. The heat of this man’s body rolled off it in powerful waves, as did the rank stink of his sweaty feet. Amethyst gagged and took a cautious step back, and the man sighed.

“Disobeying already? That bodes poorly for you, but your training doesn’t start until tomorrow, so I’ll just scoop you inside and we’ll call it a day.” The man edged closer to Amethyst, who immediately turned and tried to sprint down the table. Her panic was at full tilt and just as she made it past a beer bottle she thought she could duck behind and cast a spell to get away, but the man muttered the magic word and suddenly Amethyst felt the leash extend from her collar and connect to the man’s hand again, and she felt the leash go taut as it slowly began to reel her in towards his hand.

Amethyst was yanked into the air as the man set the sock down and he sat back onto his stool, and he glared down at Amethyst who could breathe again as she lay on the man’s palm. “By the gods you’re dense, it’s like you just forgot everything I had just told you! You know what? I was gonna go easy, but it seems like you need some kind of punishment to tire you out.” The man growled as he flipped Amethyst onto her stomach and pressed his thumb onto her back, leaving her ass up to the man’s face.

The man raised his other hand and curled his middle finger and braced it against his thumb, preparing a flick that strikes against Amethyst’s struggling ass. Amethyst felt the pain course through her body as the man’s finger left her bottom stinging, and she involuntarily let out a yelp of pain, much to the man’s satisfaction.

“Damn, you’ve got a good scream on you. Let’s hear that again.” He let a few more flicks of his finger crash into Amethyst’s ass, and after the fifth one Amethyst could no longer feel her ass and stopped squirming in his hand. The giant finally relented and set Amethyst back down onto the table, and opened the mouth of the sock before her.

“You better be careful, next time I might take more pleasure in that ass of yours.” He said with a cruel wink as he gestured towards the sock, and Amethyst was forced to crawl past the mouth of the sweaty cave as she could no longer stand with her butt stinging as badly as it was. Once Amethyst’s full body was over the lip of the sock, the man tilted it upwards and let Amethyst roll towards the toes of the sock. Once she had impacted, the man quickly tied the neck of the sock and tossed it haphazardly into his sleeping bag for safe-keeping.

Amethyst couldn’t keep up with the breakneck speed of the events happening around her. She felt the sweat-filled fabric under her body as she crawled onto the still warm sock and then the ground fell out under her before she was caught by the sock like it was a trampoline, only for the hole above her to swiftly close and for her body to be subjected to high speeds as she was pitched away. As the sock landed on the soft padding of the sleeping bag, Amethyst finally had a second to take stock of her surroundings as her captor went about his evening.

The sock Amethyst was in was fairly thick, but had worn thin in a few places. Amethyst tried her strength and managed to break a single fiber of the sock. She would have to work fast, but her stinging ass and the thick, humid haze of footsweat made it hard for her to focus, let alone gather the strength to break through enough fibers to make a hole in the sock. Instead, all Amethyst could do was curl up on her side and nurse her aching ass, hoping the stinging would lighten up soon.

Amethyst awoke a few hours later, her hair matted with sweat and her back damp from sleeping in the sock. She wasn’t aware she had fallen asleep but as she stood up, her ass felt better and she could feel herself feeling much better. She turned her attention towards the broken threads of the sock and returned to attempting to break free.

However, she had taken too much time, and as she was standing up the ground around her began to shake, and her balance was thrown off as the man lumbered over to his sleeping bag and opened the flap, and began to climb inside, forgetting partly about where the sock containing Amethyst had fallen. His clumsy footfalls crushed down on a section of sock right next to Amethyst, and as she flinched and jumped back, the other foot of the man crashed down right onto her tiny body, pinning her against the puffy interior with a crushing force that makes her exhale all the air in her body.

Just as Amethyst worries that her body won’t be able to hold out anymore, the giant’s foot raises off of her and settles into the sleeping bag beside her. Amethyst greedily gulps in the rancid air and tries to calm herself down. After a few minutes had passed the giant began to snore, and Amethyst knew this was her chance. She had no idea how long she had been working, but after ripping thread after thread of the sock she could feel it giving way, and her feelings of joy were replaced by horror as the giant began to shift around in the bag, rolling his massive body on top of the sock holding Amethyst.

Amethyst cried out in frustration as she was laid flat underneath the man sleeping on his stomach, the heat bouncing between his body and the sleeping bag as she tried to keep breathing, but the humid, burning air around her offered little comfort. The night passed uncomfortably for Amethyst, but she found sleep where she was able and finally, the giant stirred to life as he slept well into the morning.

“Bwuh? Oh man, morning already? Geez, I might have to cool it with the booze until work is done. Speaking of work, let’s check in on her.” The man spoke to himself, and opened the flap of his sleeping bag to find the sock he had trapped Amethyst in was plastered to his stomach by his own sweat. The man guffawed and peeled the sock from his bare stomach and undid the knot from yesterday to peer inside. When his eye loomed over Amethyst, he saw the shrunken woman crumpled in the toe section of his sock trying to take deep breaths now that fresher air was circulating inside the sock.

“Awww, did someone fall in love with the scent of my feet while I was asleep? Maybe we can have that be your first test of obedience.” The man purred down to Amethyst, who was ungracefully dumped out of the sock and onto the thick fabric of the man’s sleeping bag. The man lifted Amethyst and placed her in the far end of the sleeping bag where light struggled to reach. The man’s bare feet loomed on either side of Amethyst like mighty, stinky towers.

“Alright slave, your first test of obedience is so simple, even you couldn’t fuck it up. I want you to take that cute little tongue of yours and just lick one of my heels ten times. That’s all, easy, isn’t it?” Amethyst looked up at the massive feet, and saw a hole behind her in the sleeping bag. Full of energy and confidence this time, Amethyst turns and makes a break for it out of the sleeping bag. She covered maybe a few inches before the man uttered the command word for her leash and she was yanked up to the man’s hand. It doesn’t even seem like he was aware she was running away but was annoyed at the delay in licking.

“Hmmm, maybe no one has shown you how to lick and service someone. That’s fine, we’ll have some breakfast and I’ll show you, then you’ll show me what you’ve learned.” The man closes his fist around Amethyst again and gets up to his feet and walks over to the table inside the cave, and sets Amethyst down onto it and releases the leash from around her neck. Amethyst rubbed around her neck as the giant set to work on preparing the last of his food in the cave, and Amethyst shot a look towards the winding cave path that would lead to her freedom. She glanced back at the giant and saw the rings around his fingers and bare feet and a dejected sigh escaped her lips as she plopped down and waited for the giant to turn his attention back to her.

It only took a few minutes for the fire to crackle to life and the man to prepare his food, and once he scraped the contents of his cooking pan onto his plate, he walked over and sat down, putting his plate right next to Amethyst. With his food ready, the man cracked open his final unopened bottle of beer and picked up Amethyst. He held her arms above her head and held her away from the table and let a small stream of beer wash over Amethyst.

“There we go, all cleaned off from my sweat and flavored now.” The man said as he brought the sputtering Amethyst up to his mouth and popped her in like a piece of candy. The man’s mouth closed around Amethyst who was immediately pinned to the roof of his mouth and had his massive tongue slither and wash over her body, coating her in a thick sheen of his saliva.

The man let Amethyst out from the top of his mouth and began to swish her back and forth between his cheeks, throwing her to and fro. Finally, the man pressed his tongue against Amethyst’s stomach and forced her upper body out from his mouth, while his lips pursed together and held her lower body firmly in his mouth. Amethyst took big gulps of air as she wiped his spit off of her face. Amethyst couldn’t fully recover before the tip of his tongue forced her legs apart and began to lap at her pussy. A bright red blush washed over her face as the tongue pressed hard against her pussy and she couldn’t contain herself as a moan of forced pleasure escaped her lips. The man smiled with Amethyst still in his mouth and spent the next minute licking and pressing his tongue against Amethyst’s pussy before spitting her back onto his hand and placing her on the floor with his feet.

“There, I showed you how to lick properly, I wanna feel 10 good licks on my heels before I’m done eating or else today is gonna be a lot harder on you.” The man said before turning his attention to his food and digging in. Amethyst caught her breath and forced herself to get it together. She knew escape was impossible at this point and gazed at the man’s hardened, calloused feet and gingerly approached it. They were still ripe with the scent of his sweat from the day before and being in such close proximity to the source of the smell made her wanna gag. Amethyst pinched her nose and stuck her tongue out, gingerly pressing it to the giant’s sole. She dragged her tongue up and away and gagged hard as the slimy sweat of the man’s foot came off on her tongue.

She spat out the foot sweat, and heard a booming “one” echo down towards her. Amethyst took a deep breath and quickly did the next nine licks in rapid succession, getting them done in under 5 minutes. As she finished the tenth one, the leash connected her to the man’s big toe, and she heard his voice carry down to him. “Good work little pet. I knew that mouth of yours had a purpose after all. Go ahead and take a load off, I still have some food left to finish.”

A few more minutes passed in agony for Amethyst, who had the taste of the man’s foot stuck on her tongue with no way to wash it out, all the while she was forced to endure smelling and hearing the man enjoy his wonderful breakfast. Amethyst’s stomach grumbled again, it had been an entire day since she had last eaten and that fact was greatly limiting her energy. Finally, the man had finished his meal and stood up and put his dishes away, before turning his focus to the shrunken woman who sat at his feet.

“Y’know, I think I slept on my neck weird. I’m gonna take a nap and then we’ll get to your training proper today. How about you join your friend for a nap?” The brigand lifted Amethyst into the air and readjusted her leash, connecting her to the magical cock ring and shortening her leash greatly. As the man layed back down onto his sleeping bag, Amethyst could at most make it onto the man’s thighs or climb to the base of his gut. The thick hairs of his pubic mound and his balls were as tall as Amethyst and nearly as thick as ropes compared to her current size.

The giant settled back into his sleeping bag and in a matter of minutes was snoring soundly and sleeping on his back. Amethyst tugged on her leash and tried to escape to the man’s stomach to sit and ponder how her life could have taken such a dramatic turn for the worse, but as she tugged on the leash to free it of some stray pube hairs, the man’s cock sways with the force and swings back in the other direction, pulling Amethyst towards the giant rod.

Amethyst flew towards the towering penis and landed amongst the dense forest of pubic hair. She fell and crashed through the thick, greasy strands of hair and finally landed on the skin before the base of the man’s penis. She tried to pull herself up to her feet, but as she did so, a hair had snagged around her waist and somehow wrapped itself into a knot that held her in place. Amethyst grunted and struggled and finally stood up. She gripped the hair between both hands and tried to fight the knot to free herself from her second layer of restrictions. The rumbling snores of the man were no help, threatening to shake Amethyst and send her falling back into the musky forest where she could be bogged down ever more.

The snoring was not the downfall, but the man felt an itch in his sleep, and he brought his massive hand over his pubes, throwing a massive shadow over Amethyst. She wasn’t fast enough to react as the hand came down and pressed her into the musky, gross pubic mound of the man. Her face was ground back and forth over and over again as the nails of the man scratched the skin around her. Finally, the sleeping beast was satisfied and his hands retreated, leaving Amethyst a disoriented mess stuck in his forest of pubic hair as it wrapped and wound its way all around her body and held her face down against his skin.

The man’s pubes reeked of the sweat of a long day that has since dried, and the heat pouring off of him made the musk all the thicker as it wormed its ways into Amethyst’s lungs. The only air available to her was this rotten stench of this man's sweat and his filthy balls. It disgusted Amethyst and she never stopped her struggles to free herself from the man’s pubes. It took her nearly an hour, but finally as she got back to standing she gingerly stepped to the edge of where her collar would let her and sat down for all of a few minutes before the giant stirred again.

He took a big yawn and smacked his lips a few times as he scanned his body for Amethyst, before spotting her sitting cross-legged on his waist. He grinned as he brought the back of his fingers down gently on the head of Amethyst, stroking her hair.

“Well hello there slave, did you have a fun time gardening in my forest?” He purred, his voice dripping with condescension. Amethyst blushed from embarrassment as she refused to make eye contact with the giant, who began to stand up and pulled Amethyst into his hand.

“Oh don’t be surprised that I could feel you down there, I wasn’t even sleeping so much as I was thinking about what we were gonna do today. I realized something. I have all this money now from capturing you, I may as well get out of this dusty old cave and find a new place to settle down in that big city you come from with the castle. Yeah it’ll be a great place right near the best bakery, and maybe it’ll be close enough that the old man will come let me see my favorite ball bitch when I’m feeling lonely.” The man ended that last sentence with a wink that churned Amethyst’s stomach, who sat on the makeshift table while the man changed out of his night clothes and into his clean clothes.

“So that’s what we’re gonna do today: I’m gonna go sightseeing and visit a bunch of homes for sale, and then I’m gonna crash at an inn room to finish training and I’ll move in once my hands are clean of you. In the meantime, you’re gonna spend the whole day in my boot for what you did to my damned sock, you little fabric chewer!” The man held up the thin part of the sock that Amethyst had nearly broken through, his anger was mild and more joking, but Amethyst still grimaced as she was hoisted into the air and roughly deposited into the well-worn boot of the giant.

Amethyst lands with a soft thud, the fabric of the insole long since worn away and now all that remains is the hard leather underneath and the hears of sweat that have been caked into every fiber of this boot. Amethyst once again retches at the strength of the smell in the boot, but has little time to brace herself as the man’s voice booms into the shoe.

“Here’s the lesson for day 1 of your pet training: you always rank below the master’s property and must treat it with the same respect you would show him. Failure to follow this will result in punishment.” As he says the last word, his socked foot begins to enter the boot and Amethyst picks herself onto her feet and starts to run. She makes it just in time to avoid being crushed under the man’s heel but finds herself trapped in the narrow space at the toe section of the boot, with the wiggling toes of the giant ruffian.

The man finished tying his shoes and stood up, expecting to feel Amethyst somewhere underneath his foot but instead feeling the impact of her little body falling around his toes. He shrugged and flicked his toes up, throwing the shrunken woman against the roof of the boot and laughing at her struggles. Each step he would take would toss her around, just a nuisance left in a greater being’s shoe.

The man gathered all of his belongings that were within the cave and embarked on his great hike. Every stomping, stumbling step the man takes on the hour-long trek back to the city is a dizzying, nauseating sensation for Amethyst as she tries her hardest to avoid being jostled and falling underneath the falling toes of the giant. Instead, with each step she finds herself pressed and mashed into the roof of the boot constantly, the air forced from her lungs as she’s battered by the careless footfalls of her captor.

By the time he’s reached the city, Amethyst is gasping for air and finding no reprieve in the hot, humid conditions of the sweaty boot she finds herself in. Her strength is fading fast and it’s harder for her to hold onto the top of the man’s foot as he begins to move through the city with purpose, and only when he stands still while looking at a house does Amethyst get even a moment to rest her aching, tired body.

Unfortunately, Amethyst doesn’t have the strength to resist the man’a fidgeting toes, who continue to torment her even as the man stands about a potential house to buy. His toes push and press against Amethyst, and retreat as much as they can so Amethyst falls forward in the boot, allowing the toes to capture her beneath them. The man suppresses a smile as he feels the features of Amethyst’s pretty face fall under his big toe, imagining her anguish as his socks wring sweat into her mouth and press and smear her face to contort it into grieved and tortured expressions.

A few hours pass this way and the man heads to a cozy little inn with plenty of amenities and comforts for the weary traveler, but it’s not until the man has finished his dinner and set all of his belongings down in his room that he finally undoes the laces of his boots and takes his tired feet out from them. The man slowly rubs his foot to get the aches out and peers into the boot, and can see the body of Amethyst still face-up in the toe section. The man laughs at her and tips the heel towards himself, and watches as Amethyst powerlessly rolls down into the heel. The man plucks her out by pinching her between two fingers, and sets her down onto the desk in the room.

“Had your fun in there kissing my toes? Good good. Well I’ve got one simple task for you before I go and enjoy this inn’s bathing house: this trip got me really sweaty, and my balls are just so hot. Make yourself useful and drink some of the sweat off of them.” The man swept Amethyst off the table and onto the chair where his balls oozed out like they were melting. The heat washed off his body in an oppressive wall but Amethyst didn’t even have the strength to gag after spending so long inside the man’s boot. She saw the glistenings drops of sweat covering the hairy, musky balls of her captor, and she adamantly remained laying on her back, unable to muster the strength to refuse the man.

Seconds pass by as the man just watched Amethyst’s prone body, heaving with the heavy breaths that she gulps in while she can still breathe air freely. The man finally lets a sigh out and briefly lifts himself off the hard wooden seat of the chair. His sweaty balls stick for just a second and Amethyst hears the sounds of them peeling off of the wood as they leave a small damp stain in the chair. Then, Amethyst despairs as the swinging testicles of the man slowly move forward, swaying and moving with the man’s body like a pendulum, until they come to rest above Amethyst’s diminutive form.

It was no use trying to force her tired and battered body to stand, and instead Amethyst lay on her back and watched the swinging balls of the man slowly come to a stop before he sat back down, letting them slam into her tiny body at full speed. The air is forced from Amethyst’s lungs as the man’s heft balls land on her, before picking back up as fast as they landed and crashing back down onto her. The sweaty, sticky skin peels away from Amethyst every time the man stands up, but after the fifth slamming motion of his balls, Amethyst feels the balls rise up from her body, but instead of feeling the peeling sensation of the wrinkly, musty balls pulling away from her body, Amethyst experiences a sensation of weightlessness as she’s dragged up into the air. She finds herself plastered to the man’s balls as he lifts himself off the chair, looking for his shrunken prisoner and letting out a confused grunt as he scans the chair for Amethyst, before noticing her purple hair dangling from the underside of his balls.

“Pffft, gotta say, you look pretty silly stuck to my balls like that, but it is a pretty fitting punishment for disobeying your master. Now if you’re quite finished snuggling my balls I have a shower to get to, so I’m gonna show you to your bed for the night.” The man grabs and peels Amethyst from his balls, enjoying the feeling of her skin and his separating and watching her try to blink his ball sweat out of her eyes. Amethyst’s vision clears just as the man sits back down, his free hand slowly stroking his stiffening cock. Amethyst felt her stomach drop and panic began to set in as her face was brought to bear against the glistening tip of the man’s penis and before she could scream and resist her face was plunged into the slimy slit.

Precum engulfed Amethyst’s face as she screamed, causing the thick, sludgy fluid to pour into her mouth as her air bubbles passed around her head and floated up around her neck where they went unnoticed by the giant who groaned as he began to pull Amethyst up and down inside of his shaft. His motions weren’t enough to pull Amethyst free from her prison, but after just a few more thrusts of her body, she was forced down to her stomach in the man’s cock once more, and she could feel his hand retreat as he left her to the whims of his cock to swallow her further and further down. The man’s penis began to flex and cling tightly to Amethyst’s body, the gripping motions slowly forcing her deeper and deeper, towards her inevitable location. Her stomach and legs disappeared with each ‘gulp’ from the man’s cock, and before long the brigand finally let out a sigh of relief as he saw his captive’s feet disappear below his slit, and he could watch in satisfaction as the bulge in his shaft slowly travelled further and further down, towards the pooling cum in his tight ballsack.

 

Amethyst’s head popped out first from the man’s shaft, dangling precariously over the hot, putrid pools of cum that lined the bottom of his tight sack. She fought and struggled to fan her body out inside the man’s shaft, but her body was slick with precum from her journey towards her captor’s testicles. Amethyst could feel her hair drape down and rest upon the pooling cum, and her disgust only grew more and more as the harsh scent of the man’s cum wafted up into her nose. With no way to catch herself or to stop herself from falling, one final gulp sent Amethyst tumbling into the man’s sack, the thick skin extending slightly with the added weight of Amethyst’s tiny body finally hitting rock bottom.

Amethyst fell face first into the large pool of cum, she fought and struggled in the confined space as she tried to bring herself up above the line of cum. She finally surfaced after a few too many seconds underneath the thick, capturing liquid and coughed out the mouthfuls of cum that clung to the insides of her mouth and stuck to every part of her body. Amethyst could feel the weighty cum on her face even as she tried to wipe it away, sticking to her eyelashes and making it hard to open her eyes. Her dark surroundings weren’t much to look at anyways, but the loss of her sense of sight was still a bitter blow to the shrunken mage, who desperately struggled to keep her head above the roiling sea of cum that would occasionally lap at her face and threaten to bring her back down into their murky depths.

Outside, the brigand relished in the sensations of Amethyst’s squirms. Her tiny body slightly stretching out his balls as her every kick and struggle sent trickles of pleasure coursing through his cock. The man grinned as he finished pulling his clothes off and he stood up, making his way over to the bed. With each step he took, he paused to savor the feelings of his body inadvertently clenching and squeezing the shrunken woman he had trapped in his nuts. His muscles working in harmony to torture and wring out the fight in this prize that needed to be broken. By the time that he reached his bed, the man was so horny he could hardly think as he threw himself onto the plush mattress and took his member into his own hands.

Amethyst could feel her prison moving with every move her captor took, his legs swinging, causing the muscles in his balls to tighten and loosen, pulling the sea of cum closer and closer to the top of her head, but never fully submerging her in it’s hot, sludgy tides. Then, the man stopped walking and abruptly sat down, throwing his cum all around Amethyst and jumbling her around as she scrambled to right herself and avoid being drowned in cum. However, as Amethyst pulled her head from beneath the depths of cum, she was slower this time, running on fumes from nights of poor sleep and a day of torturous survival. Her air had gone stale and reeked with the scent of harsh, fuming cum. Her mouth was overrun with the taste of her captor’s semen, and her body felt like it was being dipped in mud constantly. As the man began to please himself, his balls continued to torment Amethyst as they clenched harder and harder, pummeling Amethyst’s exhausted and weary body until she could feel her consciousness slipping.

And then, without a sound, Amethyst lost for just a second and disappeared beneath the turbulent waves of the man’s ballsack, and didn’t resurface. In fact, as Amethyst lost her consciousness and was pulled beneath the murky white sludge she lost control over her body, and the man’s clenching and crushing began to break down her body, turning her into a mess of inky black magic that was lost and swirled into his own sea of white. The man could hardly notice as he continued to please himself, but soon enough the feeling of the shrunken woman had vanished and several moments passed before he slowly loosened his grip on his penis and waited. Several beats passed and he could no longer feel the same outlines of the mage he had shrunken, and he scrambled to pull out the magical fleshlight he had bought the previous day.

He wasted no time in sliding his cock in, and as the picture inside his balls became clear, the brigand muttered a curse as he saw what had become of Amethyst: a mess of stars and black that had mixed with his cum. He had killed his jackpot with his senseless masturbation. The old geezer had told him that she was hard to kill, but she was so weak that his balls and some jacking off did her in on the first day they were together! The man rolled his eyes and pulled the fleshlight off his cock. The mood had been thoroughly spoiled for him as he grabbed a fresh change of clothes and made way for his personal bathroom, eager for a shower and a good night’s rest to plan how he was gonna explain this to that advisor.

Inside the man’s testicles, Amethyst could feel herself slowly coming back to her senses. Her body wouldn’t react to her mind’s thoughts, but she could more easily feel her surroundings and take stock of her situation. However, the truth of her situation was overwhelming and she began to panic at her goopy, melted-down state as her body had become nothing more than some extra cum holding space in the brigand’s ball sack. Much like her captor, Amethyst began to panic and wonder how she would recover from being in such a humiliating and life-threatening predicament. If she couldn’t return to a more physical state, how long would it take for this man’s cum to overpower her and erase her mind, or any semblance of proof that she ever existed? What if the man simply jacked her off into a condom or some fleshlight and washed her away, doomed to oblivion as just another cum stain?

Amethyst’s and the man’s thoughts ran wild as the thief took his shower, taking care to wash all his sweat away and being careful to massage his balls and feel around for the body of the shrunken woman. Still not feeling her, the man finished up his bathing and changed into some loose-fitting sleepwear and crawled into his bed. He was exhausted from his moment of panic over the woman, but he resolved that if nothing could be done for her he could take his pay and simply run off as far as he needed to in order to avoid having to face any sort of repercussions. With his own safety assured, the man turned over and enjoyed a restful night of sleep.

Amethyst, however, couldn’t stop worrying about the looming threats to her own life, and forced herself to stay awake as she pulled on the magical power that dwelled deep inside of her person and slowly began to pull herself together again. It took a grueling amount of time and energy, but after a few hours Amethyst pushed her head above the surface of the man’s cum and coughed and gagged, as her reconstituted body had so much of the man’s cum floating around inside of her, she felt herself sickened knowing this man would likely forever be a part of her now as she tried to fight against the man’s testicles to get a better sleeping position and got what little sleep she could manage.

Morning of the second day came far too quickly, and Amethyst was awakened from her fitful sleep as the man pulled himself into a sitting position, smacking his lips and scratching at his chin groggily before he felt the hefty, real sensation of Amethyst in his ballsack and he incredulously pulled the fleshlight over his penis and took a closer look. Relief and joy washed over his face as he saw Amethyst’s exhausted body slumped against the flesh of his balls, but in a complete and put-together state.

“Wow, you really had me going for a while there Purple. But if you can go and recover from getting turned to ink in my balls, there’s probably actually nothing that I can do to kill you long term huh? That’s kinda scary when you think about it like that. Or, it would be, if you weren’t my little ball bitch right now.”

The man’s uproarious laughter echoed throughout his body, and Amethyst kept her gaze focused down at the pool of cum just below her chin, partly to hide her exhaustion from her captor, but also to hide her blush at his taunts. Her pride had been shattered over the course of this one night, and now even her greatest strengths only serve to prolong her captivity and suffering in this man’s balls. If only she could let herself face her fate, Amethyst thought, then there would be no need for this suffering. But, as long as there was hope to escape and go back to a normal life, Amethyst couldn’t just throw her life away and let herself be erased so easily.

Amethyst finished committing herself to this one shred of hope, just as the man swung his legs over the bed and Amethyst was shaken from her perch and sunk back down into the man’s cum once again, forced to endure the shifting and flowing tides that drag her down beneath the surface, threatening to drown her in musky spunk. She struggled and fought her way to get her head back above the cum’s surface, just for the man’s balls to clamp down around her and begin to squeeze with a long, harsh hold on her diminutive body.

“Well, now that we’ve tested your limits, I wanna see that spirit of your break. If you wanna stay alive so much, let’s see you reform over, and over, and over, and over again.” The man purred, and a grunt of satisfaction passed through his lips as he could feel Amethyst’s squirms weaken by the second. Just before Amethyst could melt away again, the man released his hold on her, and it took all of Amethyst’s energy to not just crumple into a mess at the bottom of this thief’s balls. She limply gripped at any bit of flesh available to herself and just barely managed to keep her face above the thick cum. She took in several breaths and braced herself as she heard her captor chuckle to himself, and his balls quickly slammed down on her again.

The man clenched his balls again, savoring this feeling of squeezing and almost chewing on his prey as a few moments passed and the struggling mage once again returned to her sludgy, cum-like state as she mingled together with his cum.

“Heh, you’re breaking down way too fast on me. Don’t tell me you can’t handle getting squeezed by some balls?” The man taunted, but Amethyst could hardly understand his words as her consciousness struggled to remain present. She wanted nothing more than to get some rest and to have a warm meal, but there was no chance of escaping if she took the easy way out and didn’t try to reform. Amethyst pulled together all of her energy and slowly tried to reform herself. Once the man could feel the magic energy of Amethyst surging around in his balls he pulled the fleshlight over his cock again and watched in fascination as the pooling, shimmering blobs of black began to coagulate inside his testicles. In a few hours the mage girl inside his balls would be reconstituted, and he’d be free to torture her all over again. He smiled to himself, and as he realized that this would take a few hours the man began to plan the day he had for himself.

The man got dressed and went down to enjoy some breakfast, the feeling of Amethyst’s magic coursing through his balls kept a constant feeling of warmth and pleasure coursing through his nether regions, but with a bit of deep breathing he managed to not make a fool of himself as he went about his morning. By about noon, the man was enjoying a rather cold walk through the chilly streets of the capital city when he felt the struggles of a familiar body in his balls, and he grinned to himself as he pulled himself down a shady alleyway and dropped to a crouch.

“Well well well, couldn’t get enough of me, eh? Y’know, if my balls are that bad you could just let me churn you into cum and I could simply knock you into some pretty girl’s ass and let her wash you away. I’m sure you wouldn’t mind being treated like the rest of my jizz, would you? Or, maybe you just really enjoy being with my balls so much, maybe now if I let you out you’ll enjoy and savor those moments you get outside of that tight little prison, wouldn’t you?” The man didn’t even wait to stand up as he flexed his balls again and began chewing on Amethyst’s body. She was hardly even fully reformed as the powerful muscles of her captor’s balls clenched down on her harshly and broke her arms off and sent her body back into the heated abyss of cum that she had just tried crawling out of. Amethyst was soon melted back down into sludge and the man spent the rest of his day peacefully without Amethyst making a serious effort to reconstitute.

Hours passed before the man got back to his inn room, and as he began to strip out of his clothes he pulled out a wad of condoms that he had purchased a few nights ago, in hopes that he would have some fun with a lucky lass down in the seedier parts of town. Now, he set about using these little rubbers for a new purpose as he stretched one out over his cock and set to work on pleasing himself correctly, and not let himself get distracted like the last night.

Amethyst languished in the pool of white and black as her body mixed with the sludgy cum of her captor, and as he jerked himself off she faintly stirred to life before deciding against getting her hopes up. After a few minutes though, Amethyst felt herself being rocketed forward and soon the entirety of her body and the cum she was mingled with was shot out of the tip of the man who had captured her and she felt her liquid form filling up a rubbery, see-through prison. The man panted and carefully pulled the condom off his penis, paying attention and scraping all the fluids off himself and making sure they’re securely within the condom before tying the open end shut and leaving it on his nightstand.

“Alright Purple, here’s the deal: I haven’t felt you try to reform for the last few hours now and that’s got me worried. If you can’t reform by tomorrow morning I’m gonna send you down the toilet and I’ll never think about you again, and you’ll never get a second chance to do anything. But, if you can reform before I wake up I might consider giving you an easier day tomorrow, deal?” The man once again didn’t wait and turned away from the pool of liquid that was Amethyst and his own cum to go take his shower. Amethyst knew that it was a fool’s errand to reform yet again, but her faintly conscious mind could faintly make out the outlines of food left on the man’s nightstand. Her hunger got the best of her and she once again began to draw on her magic in order to reform her body.

It was long and grueling work, watching the man casually go about his nighttime routine while Amethyst struggled to force herself back into a solid, physical state. It was well into the night when she was finished and using her nails and teeth she had finally pierced through the condom and scrambled over to the plate of food that was left out by the man. Amethyst descended on cold bits of meat, bread and veggies and ruthlessly devoured it all as fast as possible. Once she had eaten her fill, Amethyst began to look around and tried to devise a plan of escape. The table she was standing on was impressively tall at her height and any form of escape would require a lot of energy that she simply didn’t have. Amethyst resolved that she would wedge herself underneath the man’s mattress and wait for him to leave the room to escape, that way she could sleep inside the mattress to recover her strength, and it would be impossible for the man to fetch her from inside. Amethyst nodded to herself and began to move off the plate, moving towards a corner of the bed when she heard her captor mutter the phrase for Amethyst’s leash in his sleep. leash, and all of her plans were suddenly dashed as a rope extended from the collar on her neck and wormed its way under the blanket that was keeping the brigand warm.

Amethyst tugged and pleaded with the magical leash, slowly reeling her off the nightstand towards the massive field that was the bed of this inn room. But her pleas were in vain as she failed to make a mark on the leash with her teeth and nails, struggling futilely as she the leash unceremoniously pulled her underneath the blankets. The heavy, warm blanket created a suffocating heat for Amethyst as she was dragged along the side of her captor’s body, her breathing was labored as she fought and pulled at the collar that continued to pull her at a steady rate. It took several agonizing minutes for Amethyst to be dragged along the length of her captor’s body, his massive, hairy frame dwarfing her inch-tall form, and Amethyst could only despair at her predicament as she began to be dragged upwards, her collar tightening around her neck as she was lifted up the leg of her sleeping oppressor.

Amethyst knew instantly where she was headed, and a surge of fear ran through her body as the heat continued to increase around her. The suffocating, thick odor of the brigand hung in the air, making sure what little breaths Amethyst could take in while her leash tightly gripped her neck was full of the scent of her tormentor. Just a bit further up the man’s thigh and Amethyst felt herself finally being dragged along flat ground again, her ability to breathe returned only for her to gag at the scent of the man’s musk filling her mouth and nose.

Amethyst gagged and coughed, unable to do anything but endure her surroundings as she finally was pulled to the base of her captor’s cock. There, Amethyst could see the outline of the golden ring affixed around his cock, magical runes faintly pulsing with power as it continued to tug at the leash around Amethyst’s neck. The massive member was flopped over to the side, still easily dwarfing Amethyst’s diminutive form while it was completely soft.

With a final bit of pulling, Amethyst stumbles forwards and finds her face buried into the many creases and wrinkles of the large man’s balls. She struggled, writhing and trying to find purchase on the soft, squishy flesh that she was forced to bury her head in as Amethyst tried to create a pocket for herself to breathe without being smothered in ball-flesh. The pungent aroma kept filling Amethyst’s lungs with each struggling breath she took, making her fight her instincts to retch and gag as she kept tugging at the leash that kept her parked at the gold ring the man wore at the base of his cock.

However, Amethyst hadn’t realized that her struggling body had slowly begun to adjust the position of the giant man’s cock. Each flailing movement bounced the large member around, until finally Amethyst pressed too hard and she could feel the hefty organ begin to tilt in her direction. She looked up and could barely make out the sight of the falling appendage headed straight for her body, but she had nowhere to go with her neck still firmly chained to her leash.

The man’s penis landed on her without so much as a thud, just a tiny woman pitifully trapped and struggling under a man’s limp penis, her head forced down into the wrinkles of the giant balls she was forced to lay upon, breathing in the heavy musk that hung in the air like a miasma. The man shifted in his sleep, blissfully unaware that his toy had gotten herself caught in such an embarrassing predicament.

Amethyst’s struggles slowed as the hot, heavy air began to weigh on her lungs. She couldn’t get a decent breath of air to keep up her energy and she was feeling the fatigue of her body reforming multiple times. As her struggles came to a stop, should finally feel the leash loosen and finally disappear from her neck. She wanted to cry out and curse the cruel joke that her captor was playing on her, but his snores made her realize the fruitlessness of that endeavor.

Instead, Amethyst continued to lay there throughout the night, trying to savor any amount of rest that she could get with a hairy ballsack as her bed and a penis for a blanket. Hours pass as Amethyst’s fitful sleep is interrupted once again by her captor’s body stirring. Judging by his snores he’s still asleep as his right side lifts up off the bed as he flops over onto his side, and then rolls over onto his stomach.

The weight of the man’s balls pressed down onto Amethyst, who could feel the air being squeezed from her lungs as her prison inverted and the giant’s testicles began to squish her against the hardening shaft of her captor. Amethyst felt herself burning with frustration, she was weaker than some common thief’s ballsack. She couldn’t even make a dent in the saggy flesh to even try to escape. And so, she lay there, stewing in her frustration and fighting to get what strained air she could into her lungs, as rancid and musky as it was.

The rest of the night passes agonizingly slowly for Amethyst, who feels every movement of her captor as he twitches in his sleep, his cock flexing and pushing her face into the musky balls that she now finds herself pinned under. When morning does finally come, Amethyst yelps as the man rolls over, and his erect cock pulls away from her as she falls into the bed where the man had been laying previously.

Groggy with sleep, the man begins to rub at his eyes before blinking several times and looking towards the condom where he had abandoned his captive’s remains. To his surprise, the rubbery prison had been torn open and the interior was nearly completely devoid of cum. The man began to look around in a panic, before his eyes gazed downward and caught a peek at the panting form of Amethyst, who rolled over so she could see the ceiling and take deep breaths that weren’t filled with the scent of her captor. She looked over at his face as a smile crept up on him, and he began to fill her vision as he loomed over the tiny mage.

“Well good morning ink stain, hope you slept well because I think it’s time we really start to break you down. And remember, your punishment for going against me will be being broken down over and over again, until you’re too exhausted to save yourself. Are we clear?” The man paused as he stared down at Amethyst, his gaze hardening as the shrunken woman slowly brought herself to a sitting position as she gave a snarled look up at the man.

Amethyst wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings though, and failed to notice the hand behind her that scooped her up and brought her close to the man’s face. He scowled deeply at her as his fist clenched tightly, enough to make Amethyst cry out in pain before he repeated himself.

“Do not fuck with me, and follow my orders, are we clear?” His words were venomous, and Amethyst could only nod her head in defeat as the man’s grip threatened to break her fragile little body like she was made of matches.

“There we go, that’s more like it.” The man gave Amethyst a sinister, toothy grin as he started to stand up. He carried Amethyst over to the table in the room and dropped her into an empty cup while he went about grabbing something out of a bag on the floor. Amethyst collapsed into the glass with a small ‘thud’ and laid there while the giant was distracted. She was too tired, thirsty, and hungry from the previous day’s adventure to even attempt to escape, and her body struggled to even sit up in the empty glass.

All Amethyst could do was faintly watch her naked captor fiddle with a bag before he pulled a length of twine out from it and shot a look back to Amethyst.

“Alright Purp, it’s time to continue your training. Let’s get you hooked up.” The man stood over the cup and fished out Amethyst’s body. She limply dangled in the man’s hand as he brought her closer to his gargantuan balls, and Amethyst could only shudder in expectation of what was waiting for her as the man began to fasten the twine around her left wrist, then her left ankle, then her right ankle, finishing with her right wrist.

The man observed his handiwork in tying up Amethyst, and held her face up in his palm as he settled his balls onto her stomach. Amethyst groaned as the air was pushed out of her body as her bindings were lifted up and she could feel the twine being wrapped several times around her extremities and the man’s ballsack, until she was firmly affixed to the bottom of his balls, with her head buried between his flaccid cock and the top of his hairy balls.

The man pulled his hands away and admired his handiwork as he saw Amethyst’s long purple hair swaying in the wind as it spooled away from his hairy sack. He could feel the tiny woman’s face buried between his soft penis and balls, her body strained to cup his balls as it weighed down on her. The sense of power he had over this woman was phenomenal, and as he started to walk towards the bathroom he could feel himself getting hard that the feeling of her pathetic squirms and struggles.

As the man reached the bathroom he paused to admire himself in the mirror. His cock began to swell and stand erect at the sight of the naked woman strung up around his balls, freeing her face from being pressed into his hairy, wrinkly flesh. He watched as she pulled her head straight back and attempted to take a deep breath after being deprived of easy breathing.

The man suppressed making a noise to alert the girl, and slowly brought a finger behind her head and pressed inward, plunging the miniscule purple mage’s face deep into his ball flesh as he slowly massaged that point, rubbing his finger in a circle around her head as he finally let himself stammer out a moan of pleasure. His cock stretched up, standing fully erect as he dwelled on the excitement of playing with the tiny woman at his fingertips.

The man’s erect cock tugged at the ropes tied around it, which in turn pulled at the woman’s limbs that were forced to cling to his balls and he could feel her grunting in pain as her body buried itself deep into his ball flesh, hardly able to move even a finger as the man pulled his own finger away and let his hand run along his cock while continuing to observe himself in the mirror.

He slowly pulled his hand away as he turned to leave the bathroom. There'd be plenty more time tonight to mess with that shrunken mage, but for now he was starving for some breakfast. He could feel his balls heave and fall onto the tiny woman with each step he took, her pained groans and grunts muffled into his balls as she could hardly bear the beatdown she was receiving just as he moved from room to room. He hiked a pair of clean underwear from his recent purchases up his legs and felt them snugly cup his nether regions, giving a bit of reprieve to the tiny girl he had trapped down there. He finished assembling the rest of his outfit and made his way downstairs to the dining hall of the inn, enjoying every step down the staircase as his balls jostled and pummeled his little plaything.

Down below, Amethyst was sealed in total darkness as she fought for every breath to fill her tired, strained lungs. Her body was pulled on for hours as the man went about his day, with his now softened cock pinning her against his musky balls. His scent was overwhelming, and even as Amethyst grew more accustomed to it, the thick scent was still hard to breathe in.

Complicating matters further, Amethyst could feel the temperature rising inside the man’s pants as he jostled and walked about outside. Even the cool autumn air did little to help Amethyst’s situation as she could feel her own sweat running down her back, and beads of sweat gently coalescing in the wrinkles of the man’s sack. Not too long later, Amethyst could faintly make out the outline of a sweat drop forming at the base of the man’s penis, rolling down his balls and heading straight for Amethyst’s face.

She braced herself by taking a deep breath and shutting her eyes as the sweat droplet merged onto her face. The hot, burning liquid clung tightly as one big drop to Amethyst, and even as she tried to shake her head it simply wouldn’t let go of her. Defeated, Amethyst opened her mouth and began to suck in the rancid, salty sweat in an effort to save herself from drowning in one man’s sweaty balls.

It took several long, wretched gulps, but Amethyst finally shrunk down the droplet to the point she could shake it off, letting most of it pass her by and wash over the rest of her body. She gagged and heaved as the taste lingered in her mouth, but despite everything her thirst felt slightly more satiated, even as she burned in disgust at what she had done to survive.

The rest of the day passed by in an agonizing blur for Amethyst, and her only notice that the day was coming to an end was the sound of the man eating once again, followed by a brutal ascent up the staircase of the inn as his raised legs strained the ropes attached to Amethyst’s limbs, and she screamed in pain as she felt like they’d be torn clean from her body any moment now. But her body held fast as the man finally undid his belt and shimmied out of his clothes for the day, standing naked in his room as he began to cut Amethyst free from his balls.

With the ropes around her limbs severed, Amethyst ungracefully fell onto the surface of the table, doing her best to take deep breaths of fresh air while she still could. Her body ached and screamed, leaving her unable to even stir as the man stared down at her gasping form.

“You look a bit more obedient now, shall we put it to the test?” The man approached the table and stood over the corner of it before settling his balls down, letting them sag and spread over the wooden surface.

“Lick.” The command was simple, and Amethyst knew that failure was only gonna lead to more pain for her. With that in mind, she barely managed to make it onto her hands and knees and crawled over to the giant, where she weakly began to use her tongue to lap at the wrinkly, hairy ballsack. She managed to hold back her disgust, and after several long, agonizing minutes the man pulled back and let Amethyst collapse forward as his balls were no longer supporting her.

The man looked down satisfied with his work and gently lifted Amethyst up in between his fingers as he carried her over to his bed and he pulled the covers back as he crawled into bed.

“Good work today pet, I think we’ve both earned some rest, and you can even have some fresh air!” The man stashed Amethyst deep inside of his pillow case and let his head rest against it, pinning Amethyst down in the plush softness. She reeked of sweat and ball musk, but took comfort that at least this night she could get some actual sleep.

The night surprisingly passed uneventfully, and as the morning arrived Amethyst could still feel the dull pain in her arms, and the hunger in her stomach was starting to become unbearable. The sound of her stomach growling went unnoticed by the giant man who had just woken up and was trying to fish her out of the pillowcase she had spent the night in. Once the hand settled around her, Amethyst was pulled into the morning light that trickled in, and she was greeted by the smiling face of her tormentor.

“Good morning Purp, hope you enjoyed your night off, because today’s another day of getting you accustomed to your home.” The man smiled as he laid Amethyst’s still tired body into a fresh pair of underwear, pinning her in place slightly above the bottom of the curve. Amethyst looked up in fear as the man pulled a needle off the table and Amethyst quickly realized as he began to thread it through the underwear a few times, that she was being sewn into this man’s crotch area of his underwear!

Amethyst didn’t have enough energy to even struggle, and before long her arms and legs were covered by a tight layer of thread that pinned her in place. The man looked down with satisfaction as he stood up off the bed and put his legs through the holes of the underwear, his massive feet landing on either side of Amethyst. Gripping each side of the underwear, the man began to pull Amethyst upwards towards his dick. She slammed into it with force and as the man let go, Amethyst felt her stomach drop as the hooded tip of the man’s penis pressed directly into her face, forcing her through the narrow opening until she was face to face with the man’s slit.

She tried to recoil, but there was nowhere to run as her face was left pressed close to the opening she had been pushed through so many times. The intense stench of the man’s foreskin hung in the area like a miasma, and it took all of Amethyst’s energy to remain still to stop herself from exciting the behemoth of a cock that threatened to swallow her head.

The giant, lost in the pleasure of Amethyst’s tiny breaths tickling the tip of his penis, climbed back into bed and stretched his legs out as he watched Amethyst’s tiny outline in his underwear as he could feel the blood rushing between his legs.

For the tiny woman, his movements didn’t jostle her around, but she could feel the penis around her moving and pressing down onto her body. Finally, as the man sat down there was some give to his tight underwear, and Amethyst’s body no longer felt like it was bearing the weight of a massive cock, even if her head was still trapped against his slit. Amethyst could feel the man’s cock slowly stiffening, and panic overtook her as it began to strain against her, until her face was forced through his tight slit and the man moaned as his cock pressed against the tiny woman’s body.

He reached a single finger down and massaged against Amethyst’s body, using her to rub and please his cock as he grunted with pleasure. As his cock achieved full erection Amethyst’s head was ejected and she gasped for air as precum fell around her cheeks. She was pinned against the length of the man’s penis as one finger turned into a palm, and he grasped the entirety of his cock and began to jerk off while using Amethyst’s body as a toy for himself.

For several agonizing minutes his tight grip left Amethyst feeling like she would be crushed at any moment, her bones reduced to dust underneath the palm of a giant using her to jack off as she was forced to listen to his constant moans. However, after a few minutes the man abruptly stopped, and swung his legs off the bed. He shimmied out of his underwear and held it in his hand as he brought it back to his cock as he held Amethyst’s body closer to the tip of his penis. His breathing was labored and filled with grunts and moans, and Amethyst could only fight to stay alive as her face was smeared into his tip which leaked precum like a floodgate being cracked open.

And open the floodgates did, as the man’s pleasure reached a climax and his cock fired off a torrent of white, slimy cum all over Amethyst’s body. Shot after shot of cum sprayed over Amethyst’s body as the man positioned her right in front of his cock, and as his orgasm slowly came to and end he pushed Amethyst’s head beneath the abyss of his slit again as he massaged the rest of the cum from his shaft, letting it bubble and ooze out around her.

He held the tiny woman underneath the remnants of his cum for just long enough for her body to start twitching in panicked desperation. He smiled as he pulled her away and watched as she spat and coughed out the thick cum that had forced it ways down her throat. Her body was slick with his ejaculate and he watched as it slowly began to slide off her naked form. Wanting to savor this experience, the man bunched up his underwear and rolled it into a ball, concealing Amethyst inside and leaving her to contend with the thick layer of slime covering her body.

The man rolled the balled up underwear underneath his bed and pulled the covers back up, deciding that today would be a relaxing day in bed while he let the defeated woman toil and suffer as his cum crusted over her body while she was trapped in his underwear.

Amethyst lay as her body folded in uncomfortable angles, she could feel the man’s sludgy semen at first had begun to fall off her body, but now it settled and pooled on her body as it slowly seeped and soiled the man’s underwear. And when it wasn’t enough to roll off her body, Amethyst could feel it slowly hardening and crusting over into a thin skin on her body. She felt disgusted at the state of her body, with large globs of cum crusting in her air and making it a crunchy mess, and the rest of her body was in no better of a shape as she ached and throbbed with pain from being abused the past few days.

As the day turned to night, Amethyst could feel her hunger return as her stomach growled loudly. It had been days without even so much as a crumb to eat, and she wasn’t sure how much longer her body could endure this abuse. The covers that had pinned down her prison were lifted away, and as the underwear was untangled Amethyst saw the jeering, condescending grin of her captor as he took a good look at his victim.

“Awww, did my little cum puddle have as good a day as I did? Let’s get you out of there and test your obedience again.” He worked fast, slicing the bonds that restrained Amethyst with ease and letting her tumble out of the soiled underwear and onto the bed. She looked up and was greeted with the stiff rod of the giant man. Amethyst slowly staggered into a sitting position, and looked up at the giant.

“You did such a good job of mopping up my cum and worshipping my balls lately, so let’s combine those tasks! Stick your head into my cock and lick away at my precum. It builds up like crazy when I’m so horny.” The man smiled down at Amethyst as she crawled forward. Her arms and legs hurt so much, and even as she approached the massive head of this man’s cock she could feel its horrid stench cloying and working its way into her lungs.

She reached the folds of the man's foreskin, grabbing onto it for support as she took a deep, remorseful breath and pressed her head inside of the pearl of precum that built up at the tip of his penis. She spent nearly thirty seconds trying to lick and swallow down the precum, but she simply couldn’t get any of it down her throat as she fell back and started to cough and gag breathlessly. Up above, the man simply shook his head in disappointment as he reached a hand down for Amethyst.

“Ugh, maybe your head is too cum-logged to understand, but I said inside my slit, and you couldn’t even manage that? Ah well, maybe this’ll give you a chance to clear your head.” The man pinched Amethyst between his fingers and lifted her back up from where she had pulled herself back to. He aimed her face at his slot, and as he dragged her forward he instead used his other hand to peel back the foreskin on his penis. The yawning cave that appeared before Amethyst overwhelmed her with its rancid, powerful stench as her head crossed the threshold. It’s heat was nauseating as the man began to lower Amethyst down towards the cliff of where his tip flared out, and nestled Amethyst’s head into the gunk and grime that lived under his foreskin as he let the tight skin snap into place around the diminutive woman, leaving only her thighs down to her feet exposed from the man’s foreskin.

The giant man stood there as he watched the shrunken woman’s legs kick and wave around as Amethyst was embroiled in the most disgusting place on his body. He reveled in her panic and disgust, and soon after his cock began to become erect again and shrink the already restricted space that Amethyst had to deal with, leaving his foreskin vacuum sealed around the tiny mage, letting a cute silhouette of her ass show through his skin.

Amethyst used all her energy to struggle and try to free herself. The air was thin here, and what little air made its way to her face was corrupted and twisted by the buildup of grime that Amethyst now found her face buried in. She couldn’t even bring her hands to her face to wipe it away as she felt it smush and knead itself into her body. Her struggles had the opposite effect, however, as the man’s erection sealed off her ability to move altogether and she could feel nauseated as her cries for help and her suffering was just an erotic show to this cruel, sadistic man. In the end, Amethyst had to spend the rest of the night in the man’s foreskin as he fell asleep soon after letting his erection fade.

It was a long, sleepless night for Amethyst as her empty stomach would not allow her to throw up at the hot, musky scent of the man’s cavernous foreskin. Her body felt defiled with the remnants of cum and grime that touched every part of her body, and even her hair and face was fully enveloped in this man’s horrid gunk. Amethyst could feel her hopes be fully dashed, and a deep sorrow welled up inside her as her aching, tired body was left to endure the torturous night.

The giant thief woke up the next morning, stretching and smacking his lips in contentment as he raised the sheets of his naked body to see the legs of Amethyst still sticking out of his foreskin. He chuckled to himself as he slowly peeled back his foreskin and fished the disheveled mage from his cock.

“Heh, this look suits you much better than your old one Purp. Now you look like a proper ball bitch.” His words stung through to Amethyst, knowing that she looked like a mess and that this man took such pleasure in ruining her appearance.

“Now then, let's continue the fun shall we!” The man called down to Amethyst cheerfully. She felt herself being lowered back down again and she could see that he was spreading his slit again and feeding Amethyst feet-first into his cock. There wasn’t Amethyst could even do at this point as she pathetically was forced down through the man’s cock until she landed back in the sea of his hot, thick spunk.

“No struggles at all? Last night must’ve really beaten the resistance out of you. Heh, and I was so worried about that extra reward. Turns out I can break any woman if she’s small enough.” Amethyst felt disgusted at the pride in the giant’s voice, but she couldn’t help but know deep down that her spirit and resistance had been broken down as she sat in a pool of cum inside a filthy giant’s balls. But, there was little time to think as the surrounding liquid began to surge and churn around her as the man began to start clenching his balls onto her.

A grunt of pleasure was all Amethyst could hear as the thick walls of her prison closed in and pressed on her tired and bruised body. It was hot, boilingly hot. Amethyst’s body could hardly take even a few minutes of this brutal beating before the cum that washed over her started to seep higher and higher, and Amethyst realized she was once again melting away into his spunk.

The giant watched through his magical fleshlight as his balls tightened and loosened on the tiny woman in his testicles. He was so horny it was sending shivers through his body each time a wave of cum splashed against the once proud mage he had just reduced to cum inside of his balls. Once the rest of her body vanished beneath his choppy, churning tides he let out another grunt of pleasure as he began to climax, filling the bottom of his fleshlight with what used to be Amethyst. The inky black liquid mixed together with the thick, white cum of the giant’s balls and settled at the bottom in a neat little pool.

Amethyst’s consciousness could barely recognize where she was as the mess of what remained of her floated and mixed with the sperm swimming around her. She knew she could regenerate from this, but a part of her didn’t want to. To be abused again, to be trapped by this man any longer. Amethyst started to let her consciousness fade…

But just as she was about to let herself slip, the man let another orgasm spurt down towards the puddle of black ink, filling it more and more with his seed. Amethyst’s mind forced itself back to the present as her “body” was violated by the falling droplets. As the man continued to beat off while standing over the used fleshlight Amethyst could feel her anger burning inside her. She felt like she was being drowned in this man’s cum, and it was a step too far as she renewed her promise to survive, and to make it back to Diamond’s side.

The man dumped another 3 orgasms on top of the remains of his ball bitch, and as he watched the inky black jizz that was her body settle on the bottom of the fleshlight he snickered to himself, knowing that when she reformed she’d have to swim and tread water inside his cum until he could fish her out. He relished the power he held in his hands, which could obliterate this woman, and his most disgusting parts of himself were now godly and dominating, places the woman had no choice in being forced in proximity to. If the man had another year, or maybe even just a month, maybe he could’ve broken this mage down into a devout worshipper of his body.

The man sighed and walked off, knowing that the gold was more important than keeping a slave to himself. He sighed wistfully and wondered how expensive it would be to replicate that shrinking magic the old man had given him, and he left the inn to head off to a magic shop.

Amethyst spent the rest of the day gathering herself underneath the pooling cum as she gathered her thoughts. She knew the man had left, and so reforming now would be useless. She would instead wait for him to return and hopefully pour her out into somewhere safer for her to reform. It was tough, she could feel the heavy jizz slowly forming a skin at the top, and it weighed down on her liquid form to stay conscious this whole time, but after a few hours she couldn’t hold out any longer and began to reform herself, burning her mana and some of the surrounding cum to accomplish this feat.

To Amethyst’s surprise, by the time she finished reforming she had lowered the fluid level in the fleshlight to a degree that she could stand and not have her head submerged in the foul liquid. Her breasts downward were still coated in the thick ooze, but Amethyst figured it’d have happened sooner or later, and so she waited, having regenerated with enough strength to stand long enough until the man came back.

The man returns, dejected and pissed that not a single mage shop had heard of the magic he used in that cave. He figured it must’ve been some rare royalty spell, and he vowed to figure out its secret in due time. As he entered his room again, he noticed a solid form standing in the pooling cum of the fleshlight, and he saw the mage standing there in his cum. He smiled and took the sex toy to his bathroom where he thoroughly cleaned out the cum from the cylindrical toy, and inadvertently gave a long overdue shower to the shrunken woman.

The giant man held Amethyst firmly by her midriff and let the water pour over her, trying to not accidentally drown her as he moved her body through the running water. When the last of his cum was off the woman he set her down and watched the water run off her naked body. She looked up at him with a baffled look, to which he just shrugged.

“Don’t look at me, I was already cleaning one toy, might as well clean off both of them.” Amethyst’s face twisted in anger as the man referred to her as a sex toy, and before she could physically react, the man dropped a towel on her and went to take a shower. The heavy cloth of the towel had totally pinned Amethyst down, and there was little she could do to free herself as her physical strength wasn’t enough to even lift this one towel.

Minutes passed before the man’s shower ended and he lifted the towel off Amethyst and tossed it over his head as he lifted Amethyst up by one of her legs. His lips pulled back as his teeth bared in a menacing smile, and in a flash he had plunged Amethyst head first back into his cock. Amethyst boiled with rage as she effortlessly slid down back into the pool of spunk, greatly lowered by his previous orgasms this morning. Amethyst pulled herself up out of the pool of cum and sat around as the man dried off and went to bed without any further torture.

Amethyst trepidatiously fell asleep and only a few times woke up to readjust herself to stop herself from falling into the slowly increasing amounts of cum in the man’s balls. She had no idea the frightening rate that this man could produce cum, but by the time morning dawned it was like yesterday had never happened.

The man woke up, stretched and yawned as he slowly lumbered out of bed. It was a chilly morning as winter drew nearer and nearer. He knew that the saunas in the capital were legendary, and as he dressed himself he thought about the woman left in his balls, but neglected to let her out as he left his room to enjoy some breakfast.

It didn’t take long after his meal to reach the saunas, a wonderful place to relax and let the heat and steam soothe your poor muscles. The giant brigand paid his way in and stripped down in a nearby changing room, and then hurried inside with his towel as he sat down on an unoccupied bench. The sweltering heat warmed him through to his bones, and he smirked as he thought about how hellish the experience must be for the mage in his balls.

Deep down in the man’s sack, Amethyst pants and wheezes, each breath she takes a struggle as the increased heat and humidity in her prison makes the air thick enough that she can almost swear she can see faint wisps of steam rising from the cum. It hurt her to dwell in the blazing hot pools of white, but as the man lounged in the sauna it became harder and harder to avoid slipping down the sweaty walls in the waiting pools of cum.

The man had been in the sauna for nearly an hour when a bit of movement had caught his eye. A patron was in the midst of leaving the sauna, and as he stepped past the thief he saw a woman make direct eye contact and wink at him. The man’s heart rate slowly increased, and skipped a beat as this slender woman slowly adjusted herself, revealing a modest pair of boobs that swayed just right as sweat slowly trickled down them.

After a few minutes of flaunting herself, the duo finds themselves as the last two patrons in the sauna room. The flirtatious woman stood up, her legs slowly stepping one in front of the other as her hips swish from side to side, and the man could feel his cock stand to full attention as she leaned over him.

“Well hello there, come around here often?” The woman purred in his ear, slowly swinging one of her fair legs over the man’s lap and slowly straddling him.

“N-No, but I might if there’s a girl this beautiful waiting for me.” The man nervously grinned and guided the woman’s hips as her pussy brushed past his erect cock, making it twitch in anticipation.

The woman pulled her hips as close to the man’s as possible, angling the lips of her pussy to grind along the man’s penis as she slowly raised and lowered herself against his member. The man could only groan in pleasure as the woman teased and played with him, a hungry look in her eyes.

Amethyst could only guess as to what was happening as she could feel the man’s balls tighten in pleasure several times during his pussy job, and she could feel the thick walls around her closing in as the man seemed to be bracing himself. Amethyst could then see the man’s balls shake as he adjusted himself and his partner, and Amethyst could feel some panic rushing through her as the man stood up.

Taking the lead, the man bent the woman over and had her put her arms onto the bench of the sauna as her ass cheeks spread themselves in preparation for him. He pressed the tip of his cock against the woman’s asshole, and both of them began to let heavy moans rattle off into the sauna as the man slowly began to thrust into the lady. His cock slowly but surely gaining ground with each push he makes into the heavenly ass in front of him.

His fingers sunk into the soft flesh and the woman grunted a few words in pleasure as the man finally pulled himself down to the hilt in her ass, and from there he began to speed up his thrusts. His length increasingly firing in and out of her smooth, supple ass as he panted and moaned in satisfaction.

Amethyst struggled to maintain any sense of direction as the man’s thrustings became more and more intense. His balls swinging back and forth as he slammed his hips into his partner’s, making the cum in his balls splash up his walls and splattering down onto Amethyst, dragging her into their murky depths as she struggles to surface again as his balls contract and expand as he nears his limit.

Finally, Amethyst can feel the world around her intensify as she can almost feel the man’s pleasure surge around her. His cum begins to erupt like the dormant flow of a volcano, and it begins to carry her up his shaft as he begins to blow his load inside this woman’s ass. He grabs her by the waist and pulls himself down to his hilt as his cum begins to pump into her with each twitch of his cock. The feeling of his tiny ball slave flowing through his shaft makes him gasp in heightened pleasure, forgetting that he’s even trying to keep her contained.

Amethyst was squeezed and pushed through the man’s cock as his cum erupted into the woman’s ass, and Amethyst slipped from this tip and was shot deep into the woman’s anus as she was lost in the torrent of cum. Each pumped rope of cum that struck her body only served to sap more strength from Amethyst as she was battered against the fleshy, smelly walls that now contained her.

Finally, the tsunami of cum subsided and Amethyst could feel the woman slump forward, murmuring words of praise to the giant man who had fucked her into submission. Amethyst felt her slowly stretching and laying down on the bench, and the cum slowly began to seep out of her.

Amethyst let herself go with the flow and after a while made it back to the woman’s asshole. As she gripped the edges of the wrinkly hole she managed to push her head through the woman’s anus, and she could see the darkly lit interior of the sauna and the giant brigand staring down at her.

“There you are! I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist coming back to your master. Let’s get you out of there so we can go home for one last night. Maybe I’ll let you sleep in my ass since you seem to like hers so much.” The man winked and pinched Amethyst’s head and pulled her free from the woman’s ass. He quickly deposited the purple-haired woman back into his balls and helped his partner clean herself up before checking out of the sauna.

It was a short walk in the man’s balls until the pair returned to the inn, and the man quickly took a shower to clean himself off. As he neared the end of his shower, he thought back to the woman in the sauna, and his cock stiffened at the memory. He smiled and slowly began to jerk himself off, his breathing growing labored before he finally released an orgasm against the shower walls, pinning Amethyst’s cum-covered body against it before she slowly began to slide down towards the drain. The man quickly dove to catch her and breathed a sigh of relief as he raised Amethyst up in his hands.

The man quickly towels both himself and Amethyst off for the night and as he returns to his bed so looks back down at Amethyst and gives her a wicked smile.

“Well Purp, it’s been one long week but it seems that tonight is our final night together. Make sure to put on your best smile for the old man tomorrow, okay?” He winked at Amethyst before beginning to lower her below his waist. Amethyst’s confusion turned to panic as she was lowered past the man’s erect shaft, and instead she was approaching the man’s asshole.

“Hope ya don’t mind the smell much, but I’m sure you’ll find it okay if you liked that woman’s ass so much!” The man pressed Amethyst’s feet against his slimy asshole, and she was instantly overwhelmed by the smell that flowed out from deep inside his anus. Her struggles only served to make the man moan in delight, and before long her hips were squeezed through the threshold of his asshole and she was left with her tits sticking up out of the man’s ass, with her face pointed up towards the man’s balls.

“Perfect, gods you feel so good down there. G’night, ball bitch.” The man said as he pulled a pair of loose pants over himself and pulled the covers up and went to bed. Amethyst was lost in a deep, hot darkness as the smell of the man’s ass surrounded her. The powerful, hairy ass mashed and pressed down on her body as her arms were caught in the man’s slimy asshole, leaving her unable to defend her face as his sweaty ass cheeks ground into her face.

Periodically throughout the night, Amethyst could feel the man’s asshole squeeze her. Her lungs couldn’t hold the air in her body as she wheezed from the pressure. As the air was forced from her, she dreaded knowing the horrendous musk of this man’s taint and the fumes from his ass were her only breathable air. She gagged and wretched through the night, hardly gaining any rest as the sun finally began to rise.

The man woke up just as the sun began to crest over the trees of the capital city. He had to be at the castle soon before the morning guards started their patrol. But before that, he threw the covers off himself and rolled his pants down as he inspected his captive.

“Good morning Purp. I got one last test for you: go on and give my ass a little kiss.” His voice dripped with excitement, and Amethyst recoiled in disgust as his ass held her firmly. She knew she couldn’t hesitate, and with disgust in her heart she struggled and bent over to the side and placed a delicate kiss against the flesh of the man’s ass cheek.

“Damn, you really were one of a kind. It almost pains me to have to let you go. Ah well, let’s get you presentable.”

The man pulled Amethyst free from his ass and walked her over to the bathroom. There, he quickly brushed down her naked body with the remnants of a bar of soap and washed her extensively under the running water, even as Amethyst struggled against the torrent pouring down on her face. The man then patted her dry and brought her over to the table where the man produced his usual twine and a silver pendant bearing the royal seal.

The man was quick, tying down Amethyst’s naked body to the silver medallion so that she was exposed to anyone who could see her. Pleased with his handiwork, the man slipped the necklace over his head and let Amethyst rest against his chest. He quickly finished getting dressed and hurried down out of the inn as he made his way up towards the castle walls.

It was a cold day, as fall was soon giving way to winter. The brigand breathed into his hands as he felt the cold wind buffet against his body, oblivious to the cold metal sending Amethyst into a shivering mess. It was only a few more minutes before the hidden door to the castle creaked open, and the advisor warmly greeted the brigand.

“Hello my good man, I assume you brought her with you?”

“Aye, and I have done as you requested, broke her down into an obedient little thing.”

“Good good, please show me the fruits of your efforts.”

The brigand pulled the necklace of his head and displayed the baked Amethyst to the advisor. He let off a smile that was missing several teeth as he beheld the naked mage in his hands before the brigand took it back and quickly severed her bonds. The brigand gently lowered her to the ground and barked a command down at her.

“Prostrate yourself before your superiors, now!” Amethyst felt embarrassment course through her as the advisor watched her drop to her knees and she gave a deep, prostrated bow to him. He laughed as she didn’t even look around to try and escape, and he knelt down and picked her up.

“Very good. Very good! You are a true hero to this kingdom my sir. Please hold onto that medallion and provide it to the spellscript within the castle in a few days time, and I will have them tack on another reward that will suit you quite well. But for now, please accept the rest of your payment.”

A heavy bag of gold coins slipped into the thief's hand, and he quickly peered into the bag to assess if the coins were all there. Satisfied, he looked back up at the advisor and motioned for him to come close. The two exchanged some whispers and the advisor smiled cruelly down at Amethyst before the brigand wandered away, giving one last wink to Amethyst before disappearing.

“Well well, it seems like you’ve had quite a week Amethyst. Shall I show you to the rest of your life?” The advisor said as he slipped Amethyst into his robe pocket. However, just before Amethyst disappeared, she saw up through the castle windows one last time and saw the passing visage of her friend Diamond, and her resilience soared once again as she vowed to make it back to her, no matter the cost.