It was a tale as old as
giantess stories on the internet. Was it a virus, a genetic disease
suddenly come to light, something in the water? No one knew why, but it
didn’t change the fact : people were shrinking. Sizes varied, but
estimates were a factor of 12, meaning someone who used to be 5 feet
tall would shrink down to 5 inches.
Unfortunately for Emily, she was one of them. At least she was lucky she thought. Someone had found her and brought her to a nearby center for those affected by the shrinking disease. She was able to fill a form with the help of a nice lady at the center, Courtney, so they could contact her family. Courtney explained that they would keep her for two weeks before opening up adoption to everyone; the center had limited resources, and couldn’t keep her forever as more and more people shrunk. Hopefully her family was fine, so they could just come and get her. Even though she’d have to get used to her new life, it would be fine. Everything would be fine. She would be fine. Right?
Well, the days passed, and there weren’t any news. Courtney came by often, checking up on her, telling her not to worry. “I’m sure someone will be here soon for you” she said. “There’s not need to worry. Besides, if no one comes, maybe I could take you home with me after two weeks! I would take good care of you.” she added teasingly. Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad, Emily thought. She was a nice lady, and if her parents couldn’t come get her, if they were also shrunken, then that was probably her best option.
After two weeks, Courtney came to see her. She told her she had filled the adoption form like she said she might. Once her work day was over, she came and grabbed Emily from the enclosure she was in, and dropped her in a glass jar. At least the lid had holes. And that’s how Emily ended up in Courtney’s bedroom, in a jar, on her bed, looking up at Courtney, who was looking down at her, hands on her hips.
Courtney was a normal woman. She was 39 and took care of herself, but over the years a few extra pounds had crept up on her. Luckily for her, they had nicely enhanced her curves. She wore jeans and a sweater which just showcased her large breasts and hips. She had dark shoulder length hair, her height was average; she looked completely normal, except for one thing : she had cock bigger than most men, and two balls hanging between her legs. Of course all of this was carefully hidden inside her jeans during the day, but looking down at Emily on her bed, she felt her cock strain to break free and she smiled.
Emily didn’t know what Courtney was doing, just looking down at her. It was especially weird when she just started smiling out of nowhere, and soon after she turned around and started undressing. She figured she’d just be removing her and jeans to wear something more comfortable, but she removed everything. And when she was done, she turned around.
Standing above her, obscuring Courtney’s face from view, was a cock. A real cock, looming over her, twitching from time to time, and probably twice her new size. She didn’t know how to react, but she didn’t need to as Courtney eventually reached down for her jar. She opened it and tossed Emily carelessly into her hands, looking down at her with hungry eyes. Without a word, she grabbed the bland clothes Emily had been given at the center and she ripped them off of her and smiled.
- I’m sooo happy to finally bring you back home. You have no idea how hard it was to wait for two weeks. I knew you’d look good with your clothes off. That lithe body, it’s obvious you train. Your breasts are a bit small, but they look nice and perky. And – move that hand away - a nice shaven pussy on top of that, lucky me! Don’t give me that look sweetheart, obviously there’s no way I’d fit inside you. Sometimes I wish the shrinking disease would leave folks a bit larger so I could at least try.
Emily was speechless. “What the fuck” is pretty much all she could think. She only managed to talk after a few seconds.
- Why am I here? What are you doing?
- Ah, well, I may have misplaced your form. That could be why no one came for you during those two weeks, and now you’re here. As to what I’m doing, I’m just inspecting my new toy.
- You're... what? I’m a person, not a toy! Bring me back to the center and contact my parents right now!
Courtney just smiled condescendingly and uttered a single word: No. There was an obvious finality to her tone, and Emily was just stunned. After a moment, Courtney continued:
- No one knows you’re here since I never actually filled the adoption form. One shrunken girl won’t be missed. All you have now is me, your mistress. And you are mine.
With that said, Courtney brought down her finger to Emily’s stomach and she pressed. Hard. And she kept the pressure for a while. Emily wanted to scream, but she couldn’t since all air was pressed out of her lungs. She struggled under Courtney’s finger but quickly weakened without air. Just when she started thinking she’d die, Courtney removed her finger, allowing her to breathe.
- See? I find it easier to show my toys how vulnerable they are from the start so they behave. Now, I may be your mistress, but it’s time you get acquainted with your real master.
Courtney moved her hand to her crotch, bringing Emily right in front of her massive cock. Emily could feel the warmth emanating from it, and the strong smell couldn't be ignored.
- I may be a harsh mistress at times, but at the end of the day, your true purpose from now on is to make sure my big, fat dick is satisfied. If you don’t, well, I’ll simply dispose of you in whatever way makes my cock happy. After all, what’s the point of a sex toy if it doesn’t help me cum? Now, how about you pull the skin back for a start.
Emily was still shocked, but her instincts got her moving. This whole situation, and Courtney above all else, was crazy, but she had to survive. Placing her hands on the head, she pushed, trying to move the skin back, but there was more resistance than expected, and the skin rolled back in place when she stopped. Moving to one side she started pulling instead of pushing. One arm over and one under, unable to wrap her arms around Courtney’s massive cock, she leaned back and pulled, using the weight of her body and pushing with her legs. After a few exerting tries, much to Courtney’s delight, the tiny woman finally managed to pull the skin behind the corona and it finally stayed in place. Only now, as the head was free and she was catching her breath, did the strong masculine scent hit her completely and she winced, making Courtney chuckle.
- It does have a rather strong smell, doesn’t it? Especially confined in my pants during a long, sweaty day at work. Oh, you have no idea how much pre I was leaking thinking about you. Hmmm, I know just the way you can fix this. Clean it.
- Clean it? How?
- I wonder. What do you have that’s soft, warm and wet that I could possibly want on my cock?
Of course. What did Emily expected, a sponge and a warm bath? Courtney’s tone was openly derisive, and she was looking expectantly at her. Bending down, she gave the glans a tentative lick. She was surprised that it wasn’t as terrible as she expected. Mostly like skin and sweat, with something kind of salty? The worst wasn’t the taste, it was that it was overwhelming. It just covered her tongue and mouth completely and left her saliva tasting like Courtney’s cock. And she was just getting started.
Starting from the tip, she started licking around the slit, going in circles. From time to time, Courtney’s cock would jolt and surprise her, but Courtney’s face remained neutral throughout, almost stern. She wasn’t even halfway done before her mouth was dry and her tongue started hurting from the friction, but she kept going until she finally had reach the crown. Looking up, Courtney looked displeased. What had she done wrong? She pulled back the skin in one spot and realized. Just under the crown was the worst part, where all the sweat and pre had been accumulating all day. But she got to work. What else could she do? She licked under, doing her best not to miss a spot, the awful taste making her gag from time to time. When she was done, this time, Courtney was smiling and looked genuinely satisfied.
“What a good little servant you are. I’ve never had anyone do such a thorough job without giving up on their first try. Now, you must be tired and thirsty, so I’ll take care of the rest and give you something to drink.”
With that, Courtney dropped Emily inside the jar and brought it right in front of her cock. Holding the jar in her left hand, Courtney grabbed her dick with her right and started stroking furiously.
“It shouldn’t be too long,” she said with ragged breath, “with how pent up I am, and how much you’ve been teasing me this week and tonight. Just a few... more... strokes. A-ah!~”
Courtney grunted, something primal escaping from her lips as her hand squeezed and massaged her shaft until she finally tipped over the edge. She barely had enough time to point her cock at Emily before she came.
Emily, on her end, had no way to prepare for what was coming. She knew what was about to happen, and yet, she didn’t even have half a second to react as Courtney adjusted her aim and the slit of her cock pointed directly at Emily. What came after was a powerful jet of cum that hit her directly in the chest, knocking her against the back of the jar. She gasped as she tried to breathe in after, just in time for another skillfully aimed shot to land directly on her face, coating it completely and making its way into her mouth and nostrils. While she was forced to swallow cum, she could feel more and more of the white liquid covering her. Not only was her body covered by the thick stuff, she could feel the weight on top of her increasing as the jar she was in was rapidly getting filled. Panicking, Emily fought to get her head out of Courtney’s jizz, her head barely coming out of it before getting pushed down again.
She eventually managed to stabilize herself against the side and place her feet against the bottom of the jar. Standing up, the jar was filled up to her shoulders. Luckily for her, all she felt were a few drops fall down around and on her as Courtney’s orgasm was reaching an end. She couldn’t see yet, glazed as she was, but at least she could breathe now.
“Mmmm, I really needed that. I was sooo backed up, thinking about you for the last few days. Count yourself that I didn’t have more in the tank, that would have been pretty bad for you,” Courtney chuckled. “Still, I wouldn’t want be in your place, that’s for sure! Speaking of which, I don’t want that cum to start drying out to quickly, how else are you going to enjoy it until morning?”
Grabbing a lid with a single hole at the top, she placed it over the jar and twisted it shut. Just as Emily started shouting and pleading to be let out, she smiled before placing a finger over the hole and shaking the jar for a few seconds. Satisfied, she placed it inside her nightstand’s drawer and left Emily to her dark, cum-filled prison while she went about her business.
Unfortunately for Emily, she was one of them. At least she was lucky she thought. Someone had found her and brought her to a nearby center for those affected by the shrinking disease. She was able to fill a form with the help of a nice lady at the center, Courtney, so they could contact her family. Courtney explained that they would keep her for two weeks before opening up adoption to everyone; the center had limited resources, and couldn’t keep her forever as more and more people shrunk. Hopefully her family was fine, so they could just come and get her. Even though she’d have to get used to her new life, it would be fine. Everything would be fine. She would be fine. Right?
Well, the days passed, and there weren’t any news. Courtney came by often, checking up on her, telling her not to worry. “I’m sure someone will be here soon for you” she said. “There’s not need to worry. Besides, if no one comes, maybe I could take you home with me after two weeks! I would take good care of you.” she added teasingly. Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad, Emily thought. She was a nice lady, and if her parents couldn’t come get her, if they were also shrunken, then that was probably her best option.
After two weeks, Courtney came to see her. She told her she had filled the adoption form like she said she might. Once her work day was over, she came and grabbed Emily from the enclosure she was in, and dropped her in a glass jar. At least the lid had holes. And that’s how Emily ended up in Courtney’s bedroom, in a jar, on her bed, looking up at Courtney, who was looking down at her, hands on her hips.
Courtney was a normal woman. She was 39 and took care of herself, but over the years a few extra pounds had crept up on her. Luckily for her, they had nicely enhanced her curves. She wore jeans and a sweater which just showcased her large breasts and hips. She had dark shoulder length hair, her height was average; she looked completely normal, except for one thing : she had cock bigger than most men, and two balls hanging between her legs. Of course all of this was carefully hidden inside her jeans during the day, but looking down at Emily on her bed, she felt her cock strain to break free and she smiled.
Emily didn’t know what Courtney was doing, just looking down at her. It was especially weird when she just started smiling out of nowhere, and soon after she turned around and started undressing. She figured she’d just be removing her and jeans to wear something more comfortable, but she removed everything. And when she was done, she turned around.
Standing above her, obscuring Courtney’s face from view, was a cock. A real cock, looming over her, twitching from time to time, and probably twice her new size. She didn’t know how to react, but she didn’t need to as Courtney eventually reached down for her jar. She opened it and tossed Emily carelessly into her hands, looking down at her with hungry eyes. Without a word, she grabbed the bland clothes Emily had been given at the center and she ripped them off of her and smiled.
- I’m sooo happy to finally bring you back home. You have no idea how hard it was to wait for two weeks. I knew you’d look good with your clothes off. That lithe body, it’s obvious you train. Your breasts are a bit small, but they look nice and perky. And – move that hand away - a nice shaven pussy on top of that, lucky me! Don’t give me that look sweetheart, obviously there’s no way I’d fit inside you. Sometimes I wish the shrinking disease would leave folks a bit larger so I could at least try.
Emily was speechless. “What the fuck” is pretty much all she could think. She only managed to talk after a few seconds.
- Why am I here? What are you doing?
- Ah, well, I may have misplaced your form. That could be why no one came for you during those two weeks, and now you’re here. As to what I’m doing, I’m just inspecting my new toy.
- You're... what? I’m a person, not a toy! Bring me back to the center and contact my parents right now!
Courtney just smiled condescendingly and uttered a single word: No. There was an obvious finality to her tone, and Emily was just stunned. After a moment, Courtney continued:
- No one knows you’re here since I never actually filled the adoption form. One shrunken girl won’t be missed. All you have now is me, your mistress. And you are mine.
With that said, Courtney brought down her finger to Emily’s stomach and she pressed. Hard. And she kept the pressure for a while. Emily wanted to scream, but she couldn’t since all air was pressed out of her lungs. She struggled under Courtney’s finger but quickly weakened without air. Just when she started thinking she’d die, Courtney removed her finger, allowing her to breathe.
- See? I find it easier to show my toys how vulnerable they are from the start so they behave. Now, I may be your mistress, but it’s time you get acquainted with your real master.
Courtney moved her hand to her crotch, bringing Emily right in front of her massive cock. Emily could feel the warmth emanating from it, and the strong smell couldn't be ignored.
- I may be a harsh mistress at times, but at the end of the day, your true purpose from now on is to make sure my big, fat dick is satisfied. If you don’t, well, I’ll simply dispose of you in whatever way makes my cock happy. After all, what’s the point of a sex toy if it doesn’t help me cum? Now, how about you pull the skin back for a start.
Emily was still shocked, but her instincts got her moving. This whole situation, and Courtney above all else, was crazy, but she had to survive. Placing her hands on the head, she pushed, trying to move the skin back, but there was more resistance than expected, and the skin rolled back in place when she stopped. Moving to one side she started pulling instead of pushing. One arm over and one under, unable to wrap her arms around Courtney’s massive cock, she leaned back and pulled, using the weight of her body and pushing with her legs. After a few exerting tries, much to Courtney’s delight, the tiny woman finally managed to pull the skin behind the corona and it finally stayed in place. Only now, as the head was free and she was catching her breath, did the strong masculine scent hit her completely and she winced, making Courtney chuckle.
- It does have a rather strong smell, doesn’t it? Especially confined in my pants during a long, sweaty day at work. Oh, you have no idea how much pre I was leaking thinking about you. Hmmm, I know just the way you can fix this. Clean it.
- Clean it? How?
- I wonder. What do you have that’s soft, warm and wet that I could possibly want on my cock?
Of course. What did Emily expected, a sponge and a warm bath? Courtney’s tone was openly derisive, and she was looking expectantly at her. Bending down, she gave the glans a tentative lick. She was surprised that it wasn’t as terrible as she expected. Mostly like skin and sweat, with something kind of salty? The worst wasn’t the taste, it was that it was overwhelming. It just covered her tongue and mouth completely and left her saliva tasting like Courtney’s cock. And she was just getting started.
Starting from the tip, she started licking around the slit, going in circles. From time to time, Courtney’s cock would jolt and surprise her, but Courtney’s face remained neutral throughout, almost stern. She wasn’t even halfway done before her mouth was dry and her tongue started hurting from the friction, but she kept going until she finally had reach the crown. Looking up, Courtney looked displeased. What had she done wrong? She pulled back the skin in one spot and realized. Just under the crown was the worst part, where all the sweat and pre had been accumulating all day. But she got to work. What else could she do? She licked under, doing her best not to miss a spot, the awful taste making her gag from time to time. When she was done, this time, Courtney was smiling and looked genuinely satisfied.
“What a good little servant you are. I’ve never had anyone do such a thorough job without giving up on their first try. Now, you must be tired and thirsty, so I’ll take care of the rest and give you something to drink.”
With that, Courtney dropped Emily inside the jar and brought it right in front of her cock. Holding the jar in her left hand, Courtney grabbed her dick with her right and started stroking furiously.
“It shouldn’t be too long,” she said with ragged breath, “with how pent up I am, and how much you’ve been teasing me this week and tonight. Just a few... more... strokes. A-ah!~”
Courtney grunted, something primal escaping from her lips as her hand squeezed and massaged her shaft until she finally tipped over the edge. She barely had enough time to point her cock at Emily before she came.
Emily, on her end, had no way to prepare for what was coming. She knew what was about to happen, and yet, she didn’t even have half a second to react as Courtney adjusted her aim and the slit of her cock pointed directly at Emily. What came after was a powerful jet of cum that hit her directly in the chest, knocking her against the back of the jar. She gasped as she tried to breathe in after, just in time for another skillfully aimed shot to land directly on her face, coating it completely and making its way into her mouth and nostrils. While she was forced to swallow cum, she could feel more and more of the white liquid covering her. Not only was her body covered by the thick stuff, she could feel the weight on top of her increasing as the jar she was in was rapidly getting filled. Panicking, Emily fought to get her head out of Courtney’s jizz, her head barely coming out of it before getting pushed down again.
She eventually managed to stabilize herself against the side and place her feet against the bottom of the jar. Standing up, the jar was filled up to her shoulders. Luckily for her, all she felt were a few drops fall down around and on her as Courtney’s orgasm was reaching an end. She couldn’t see yet, glazed as she was, but at least she could breathe now.
“Mmmm, I really needed that. I was sooo backed up, thinking about you for the last few days. Count yourself that I didn’t have more in the tank, that would have been pretty bad for you,” Courtney chuckled. “Still, I wouldn’t want be in your place, that’s for sure! Speaking of which, I don’t want that cum to start drying out to quickly, how else are you going to enjoy it until morning?”
Grabbing a lid with a single hole at the top, she placed it over the jar and twisted it shut. Just as Emily started shouting and pleading to be let out, she smiled before placing a finger over the hole and shaking the jar for a few seconds. Satisfied, she placed it inside her nightstand’s drawer and left Emily to her dark, cum-filled prison while she went about her business.