Family dinner
“You look adorable, but I still think that your new clothes would fit you better” pouted Julia, as Ashley looked at herself in her owner’s mirror.
“I prefer those tonight” she meekly replied.
Ashley didn’t feel like opposing too much the giantess. Julia had been surprisingly tender with her all day. She had carried her in her bra all day long, save for pauses when she could relieve herself, and Ashley had realized that she actually wanted to return to college. She wanted to be a part of that life, even if her own college was giving Art and Expression degrees, instead of the economic courses Julia underwent that looked suspiciously like a “Become filthy rich in Wall Street or working for powerful futas in corporate positions” Degree.
But she didn’t know how to breach the subject to the black behemoth. Julia had agreed to invite her to a “family diner” and while she hoped she’d be able to see more of her parents, Ashley doubted it’d be the case, probably just Julia, her mother and her little old self. Not the ideal environment to say to an unhinged colossus that she wanted to change her mind compared to this morning…
“You look nervous. Don’t be, Mom loves you. More than me, anyway…” mumbled Julia, her last words almost lost to Ashley, and the little woman hadn’t the time to seize on them. “Anyway, I find that those colours are so dull on you. You were so great in pink as a kid! And they cover you too much! You look ashamed of your body like that!”
“I… I mean, I’m not exactly looking my best,” tried Ashley, carefully searching her words. “I… I look like a skeleton and… and compared to you, I’m absolutely… average. Basic... Forgettable…”
She looked at the monstrously curvaceous body of her owner. If one expected the cock - which had indeed grown somehow! - Julia oozed feminine sex appeal. Not only her face didn’t look chubby at all, but her waist was relatively thin, only enhancing the effect of her curves. Two normal people could have fucked on her ass with room to avoid the edge, for Goddess’ sake! And her breasts were truly gigantic, now that she had spent the better part of a day with one, Ashley knew that better than most.
“What… What are you talking about, Ashley?” asked Julia, sounding genuinely confused. “You’re the most beautiful person I know. Even now, I kind… I kind of like your twiggy look. It makes… it makes you look even more delicate and sexy, really. What, don’t look at me like that, it’s true. All futas have big tits, or asses, or both like me. You… you having none to speak off I… I really find it attractive.”
Ashley opened her mouth and then closed it. She couldn’t believe what she had just heard. She’s toying with me, it’s just impossible she truly finds me that attractive. She had felt that she was ugly, but even if women had been expected to be lithe and small, in opposition to the busty titans that were Futanaris. She had a beautiful face, when she wasn’t suffering from two weeks of suffering and exhaustion. But she didn’t play in the same galaxy as Julia and her kind.
“I don’t know why you look so surprised…” mumbled the giantess. “Do you think that perhaps I have bad tastes? That I could be attracted to uglies only?”
The last few words had been said with a rising voice, denoting a change in Julia’s mood, one Ashley didn’t want to see completed. She did her best to appease the insecurities that had somehow been kindled into the colossus. How can she be so much like… like a child? wondered Ashley. She’s enormous, has the body of a porn star and yet she seems to lack in confidence to a point that it must be pathological.
“Tomorrow, you’ll wear your new clothes” decided Julia once she had calmed down. “I want my girlfriend to be sexy, and these greyish things don't do it. Now come, Mom will get angry if we’re tardy. She told me she wanted it to make a full family dinner.”
Ashley did her best not to sigh. Of course, Julia remained controlling. She didn’t understand why, but it seemed that just being her owner, just being taller and in charge wasn’t enough for the Futanari. She needed to be sure Ashley did exactly as she wanted. The last two weeks had been quite clear about it. And the small woman felt that she had no choice but to acquiesce, if only because it prevented the punishment from falling on her head. And she needed those to stop, desperately.
She followed Julia, head hanging in shame. It was hard to reconcile her meek and subservient nature with the outgoing and confident woman she had been, once she had broken her ties with Julia, five years ago. It hadn’t been until then that she had realized how much she lived in the shadow of her childhood friend, how much her friends were, in fact, Julia’s friends, first and foremost. And now… well everything that was hers was in fact Julia’s. It stung, bad.
“Just in time for my best recipe, girls” chuckled Agatha as the two young ladies entered the dining room. “I hope you still like lasagnas, Ashley?”
“Of course she does, Mom” huffed Julia, cutting off Ashley before she could answer.
“I’m talking to Ashley dear. She’s big enough to speak for herself.”
There was a sternness in Agatha’s voice that almost made Ashley gasp. Julia’s surviving mother was made of braver stuff than she was. She was “barely” three meters tall, with appreciable curves and the exact same skin tone as her daughter. But she looked positively puny compared to her daughter, who was twice her size, and probably nearly five times the weight. In fact, Agatha looked more like a normal woman, only taller, than a typical Futanari, now that Ashley could compare her to her childhood friend.
Julia’s face and body mirrored more closely the departed Miriam. She too had been a towering presence, albeit one meter smaller than her daughter, with a killer body. Agatha’s face was rounder than Julia’s, her eyes lacking in the almond-shaped form of her colossal child. And yet, there were also similarities, like the form of the nose, and the way the two enormous women stood upright and shifted their weight around. Still, there was no denying the size difference.
“I can speak for her when I know the answer, Mom” growled Julia, balling her hands into fists.
“Control yourself, Julia” threatened Agatha with a calm voice that still conveyed maternal authority. “You may be bigger than me, but you’re still my daughter, and Ashley is the child of my two sweet lovers.”
“Your sweet lovers” repeated Julia with a very dismissive tone. “Please.”
“Yes, my lovers” reiterated Agatha firmly and sternly.
“Then where are they, uh? Nowhere to be seen.”
“They are getting ready to join us at their own rhythm. It is better for them - and for us as a trouple. They knew you’d be… difficult at first so they, wisely if you ask me, have chosen to wait a little before joining us. I wish you had given the same opportunity to Ashley.”
“Ashley goes where I go” huffed Julia, her mood darkening by the second, frightening the little woman, who took a tentative step back, only to be noticed by the giantess. “Ashley?”
“I… I don’t feel very good in family disputes” she tried to explain to the colossal woman who was looking at her with suspicion now. “Especially when… when it’s between two Futanaris.”
“It’s not a dispute” grunted Julia. “It’s my Mom trying to put herself someplace she doesn’t get to be. Between you and me!”
“Oh please, Julia. Grow up a little” growled Agatha. “I’m your mother. How you treat poor Ashley is something I have to butt in, especially as long as you live under my roof.”
Julia opened her mouth to shoot back at her mother, but just then, Ashley noticed something, on the other side of the room. From another open door her parents were coming in. They looked worried, nervous, but relatively well, dressed in their usual clothes - and without a collar around their necks! And when their eyes met hers, they lit up and before she knew it, Ashley was running toward them. She fell into their arms and enjoyed the gentle warmth of their embrace.
“Mom, Dad!” she cried out, unable to spell another word, almost shaking with relief to be reunited with them.
“We’re here, Ashley” whispered her mother, Caitlynn, while Jefferson Pierce gently caressed his daughter’s hair. “We’re here with you sweetie. Everything will be alright, we’ll make sure of it.”
“How” rasped Ashley, who was starting to shake like a leaf. “We can’t go anywhere else, we can’t escape them.”
She had been careful to say those words very low, to make sure neither of the two Futanaris would be able to hear them, even if they came close. She hadn’t realized, until just now, how isolated she had been. She had only seen Julia for two weeks, save for the glimpse of her cowed parents in the first few days. And now, if she forgot about the weight of the collar around her neck, and the fact that they weren’t home, she could feel relief. Almost. But with it came renewed fear of losing that comfort sooner rather than later.
“It’ll be okay. We… Agatha is on our side, sweetie” explained Jefferson. “I know, I know. Hard to believe, but I swear it’s true. I’m sure we’ll talk about it during dinner, but I promise, we will make things better for everyone, okay.”
“Okay” mumbled Ashley, just as the thundering footsteps of her owner approached, indicating the need to break the group hug.
Even then, she was startled when she was picked from the ground, lifted by one hand and deposited on the table, just next to Julia’s own plate. The huge futa hadn’t said a word, she hadn’t even acknowledged Ashley’s parents, and she didn’t look at her tiny. She only sat in moody silence, gritting her teeth and doing her best to ignore what was happening around her - at least, she wasn’t toying with her, reasoned Ashley.
In contrast, Agatha was truly the epitome of… well, of a newlywed. She cooed and joked with Ashley’s parents as she approached them, asked them if she could carry them, and when they had answered positively, lifted them, putting them against her bosom and tenderly kissed both, before putting them on the table. It was a far cry from Julia’s behaviour, and from the way she fidgeted, it was clear the younger giantess recognized it - and didn’t really like it.
“Do you really need to be so lovey dovey with them?” finally blurted the Futanari, as Agatha went and picked up the monumental plate of lasagna.
“Of course I have to. We’re in love, dear. It wasn’t a given, considering the Registration Act and… well, the first few days, I’ll be honest” added the matronly smaller titaness. “Honestly, I’m just a simple futa and I let my urges get the better of me at first. But Jeff and Cait… they have been nothing short of adorable, comprehensive and very helpful. They helped me a lot, helped me accept the new situation we’re all in and, well.. I wanted to wait a little more before telling it but…”
“We’re pregnant” interrupted Caitlynn, blushing under the gasping look of her daughter, while, to Ashley's anger, Julia snorted derisively.
“Well yeah, you must be. With everything I heard from Mom’s room all day, everyday!”
“No need to be rude” growled Agatha, as she started to serve a portion to her enormous daughter. “I know you’re frustrated that you’re too big to do it with Ashley properly, but it doesn’t mean you can take out on your future step-parents. And you’re also wrong if you think only Cait is due for a new baby.”
“What… what do you mean?” asked a beef red Ashley, as Julia was seemingly too angry and humiliated by her mother’s clear shot at their size incompatibility to answer anything but a gurgled sound of anger.
“What I mean, Ashley, sweetie, is that your dad is an incredible man, and a really great lover. Great enough that, in spite of the very… uncomfortable situation the Registration Act put your kind, he was able to… to surmount it and make me feel… well, us Futanaris, we have two parts. The masculine one, I got to fulfill with Cait. And the feminine one… with Jeff” explained Agatha, blushing tenderly, as Ashley’s pale skin, the one she shared with them, had turned the exact same shade of red as a tomato - so did hers, by the way.
“But he’s a man!” blurted Julia, surprising Ashley with the vehement anger in her voice. “He’s Ashley’s dad, and I like him but… he’s a man! They killed my mother!”
“Jefferson never even had a bad word for Miriam” glacially answered Agatha, putting her arms in front of Ashley’s father, as if to defend him. “And I won’t allow you to speak ill of him like that, are we clear?”
“How…” started Julia, who rose in fury only to immediately stop and look down at Ashley.
It was only when she did so that the small woman realized that she had put her hand, as minuscule as it was, on Julia’s nearest one. She removed it as fast as if she had touched a burning hot pan. She had acted without thinking, by pure instinct. She didn’t want any arm to befell her parents. She didn’t want Agatha, who seemed to be more gentle and supportive, to be threatened. And, for whatever reason, she didn’t want Julia to antagonize her sole living relative even more than she clearly did. She had acted on impulse, and to her own surprise, Julia seemed to deflate.
“I’m sorry, Ash,” she even said as she sat back and gently placed back the hand that had touched her black skin on her own. “I didn’t want to insult your dad, I swear. I… I miss my mother… She understood me” she added, shooting daggers at her Mom with her eyes.
“I love you too, sweetie” replied Agatha, who didn’t even seem hurt or fazed by those words, as if they were something her daughter had so often used against her that they had lost all their power to affect her. “I know you wish I was more like Miriam. But you and her, you’re both - she was much like you… Unique in some ways. it doesn’t mean that I don’t want you to be happy, Julia. I just want you to try and steer clear from some of the… less unsavory parts of your character that you shared with her. And before you shoot back at me, I love your mother. She is the love of my life. If I could bring her back to you, I’d do so in an heartbeat, even if it costed me my life.”
“And yet you’re going to marry Ashley’s parents!” accused Julia, clearly wrongfooted by her Mom’s words.
“Yes” admitted Agatha. “Because I also love them. It’s possible for someone to love several people, Julia. In different ways. Jeff and Cait aren’t going to replace Miriam, neither in my heart nor this household. But ever since I first talked with them, that very first day of kindergarten when you two met, I knew I was in love with them. If the Registration Act hadn’t passed, I would never even have breached the subject with them, but it did. And I didn’t want to deny my feelings.”
“And if they had said no?” asked Ashley before she could help herself, shrinking a little when all eyes fell on her. “I mean… would you still have removed their collar and all? If they had said no?”
“I… I like to think I would have. Once the urges born of having them two with me settled down. The first three or four days were really difficult for them, because of me, I'll admit it. But I think… I think we’ve made good progress, haven’t we?” she asked Ashley’s parents.
“I’d say so” chimed Caitlynn with a tender smile - perhaps a little self-conscious still, but genuine.
“And I agree” added Jefferson. “It takes time adjusting to it - it’ll still take a long time. But today, being able to go to work, and see everyone treating me like they always did - once they saw the collar that is - was surprisingly great.”
“So you put the collar back on outside?” asked Julia, cutting off Ashley’s own question in her throat.
“Of course they do” huffed Agatha. “It’d be too dangerous otherwise. But inside, with me? With us? I don’t want them to wear that damned thing. I want them to know I love them for who they are and that I trust them to remain with me. I want them to know they can speak their heart to me, without the threat of some electrical reprisal.”
“Well I think Ashley looks fucking hot with the collar on” shot back Julia, who had clearly understood what her mother implied in her words. “I think she looks fucking hot period, but the collar just make her even sexier. So don’t try and force my hand to remove it, it stays on my girlfriend.”
“Oh, so now she’s your girlfriend? Not just your toy? Then why didn’t she get back to college and her work today?” asked Agatha, with a voice as cold as ice. “I thought we had both agreed that Ashley needed that, some semblance of normality back in her life to get back in shape and feels better mentally?”
“How… How do you know I didn’t went?” asked a bemused Ashley.
“Well, sweetie. I saw your car. And I don’t doubt you’re a great driver, Ashley, but I think that when you still have half of the frontview covered in tree leaves, even you will have a hard time driving properly. So.. I called your college, they told me what my daughter told them and I told them that you’d come tomorrow morning. You deserve an education, Ashley. You deserve to be by yourself.”
“I…” said Ashley, unable to say anything else, as tears welled up in her eyes. “Thank you…”
She expected Julia to blow a gasket at her mother - her mother who just had saved her the trouble of breaking that explosive subject with her volatile owner. She glanced at Julia, but the black behemoth didn’t even look angry. In fact, when their eyes met, she looked positively sad, and she put her free hand on the one Ashley still had on her other one. The gesture was surprisingly gentle and the words that followed even more so.
“Why didn’t you tell me you wanted to go back to college before we came to eat, Ash? I would have agreed to that…”
“I… I had promised I’d stay with you, all the time, this morning” weakly replied the small woman, unable to look directly at her friends, but even more unable to look away, settling for the tantalizing view of her mighty cleavage, made all the more tantalizing by the two small tank top Julia was wearing. “I didn’t want you to believe you couldn’t trust me to keep my words…”
“Oh Ashley…” whispered Julia. “You can speak to me, I told you so this morning. I need you to, in fact. Is there anything else you wish you’d tell me?”
“I hate pink clothes” blurted the tiny, her words eliciting a gasp from all the people around the table, but none the louder than Julia, who looked mortified. “I mean, they look superb on you, because… well, you could wear a garbage bag and still make it look beautiful, but uh, pink clothes, with uh, your skin and all… They look great. On you. But me I… I feel like a, a dumb milk and strawberry candy…”
“Oh… that’s why you don’t want to wear your new clothes…” sheepishly stated Julia.
“Partially. They are also… super revealing…”
“Oh…”
* * *
The rest of the dinner had been largely uneventful, once the air had been cleared. Even Julia and Agatha had seemed to thaw the ice between them, and by the end of it, while the mood wasn’t as relaxed as Ashley had experienced before that dreaded Registration Act had come into life, it was a far cry from the tension and fear of the last two weeks. She was well fed and she felt exhausted when followed Julia back to her bedroom. She couldn’t wait to rest, but it seemed her owner had other plans.
“Ashley… would you… would you like to sleep in my bed, tonight? With me?”
That was knew. Both the fact that Julia asked her what she wanted to do, instead of imposing her own wishes to her. And the fact that she could sleep in a bed for the first time in two weeks, and not on the dirty rag where Julia had ordered her to stay, shivering, during the long nights. Next to the litter where she had been allowed to her number 1 and 2, as the giantess had denied her access to the room’s toilets - not that she could use them alone, they were not tiny - no, normal person! - minded at all.
Ashley looked at her owner. Julia was already entirely naked, but she didn’t faced her. In fact, she offered her a tantalizing view of her backside. Her breasts were still very visible, so were her balls and cock, even from that point of view. But for the first time, Ashley got to appreciate how huge Julia’s ass was, how powerful and muscular it was, how it swayed tantalizingly with each minute movement she made. And that back and those shoulders! She had to do some serious weight lifting to look that hot.
“Ashley?”
“I… yeah, I’d like that. But, uh… I don’t have any pajama…”
“You won’t need one. I… I’m very hot… I mean, my body temperature is hotter than yours, way hotter, so, uh, you won’t get cold with me” hastily explained Julia, turning a quarter toward Ashley, offering her a mind-blowing view of her cock, which had turned from flaccid to full mast in a split second, making the small woman gasp.
She couldn’t believe what she was seeing. In the last two weeks, she had grown accustomed to the insane size of that thing. Now, she felt as if she had never seen it erect. It had to be at least two meters and a half long now, an impossible size that her mind couldn’t reconcile. But it truly looked to be almost half as long as Julia was tall. And its width! Now, three Ashley could have laid on top of it with some room to spare. As for the girth… well, Julia’s hands, the two of them, weren’t large enough to circle it entirely now.
“Don’t worry! I’ll be beating her down before we go to bed. You… you need rest for tomorrow and I don’t want to blow things up for you like I did this morning… I’ll be back in a… twenty, no more probably forty minutes, so I’ve released enough cum to not be a bother to you until we go sleeping, don’t worry. You can hop into the bed if you want to, or…”
“Can I watch you?” asked Ashley, before she gasped, surprised by her own question - she didn’t know where it came from!
“You… want to see me masturbate?” asked Julia, whose eyes seemed ready to pop out of their orbits, but also had a proud grin on her face now.
“I… I mean, if I go to bed, I’m so exhausted I’ll sleep right away and… and I felt like asking a few more things about… about you. I may as well do so while you, a… While you relieve yourself, no?”
“That’s so fucking hot. My girlfriend loves my huge cock so much she wants to see me cum non-stop while she talks to me” chuckled Julia. “Fuck” she added, biting her lower lips as her cock started to shake, as if it was already on the verge of spraying her cum everywhere. “Follow me, cutie!”
Ashley rushed to follow in the footsteps of her giantess owner. Even then, when she entered the bathroom, Julia was already positioning herself over the toilet. She couldn’t sit on it and touch herself, not with the size of her engorged member. She was forced to stay standing, as she started to pump her monster. She looked at Ashley and grinned proudly, puffing out her enormous chest and seemingly tensing all the muscles in her body to make them look even larger - to make herself look even mightier.
“Fuck, that’s really get me going, that you’re here looking at me. I’ll save some for you, my cute little Ash. You didn’t get any tonight, and I don’t want you to lose that new habit of yours. They say we are what we eat, and I want you to be my cum, Ashley. I want you addicted to it, I want you pleading for it, I want you debasing yourself for a drop of it. I want my woman to beg me for the pleasure of delivering her food straight from the source. I want my girlfriend to love my cum so bad that even Mom’s lasagna tastes like shit to you compared to what my body can give you freely!”
Julia was starting to get going now, realized Ashley. Usually, she was at the end of that rising display of dominance and power, too caught up into it to really take it in. But now, she got to watch and with the grunts and huff of her giant owner, the sight of her muscles tensing and relaxing as she serviced that monstrous cock, far too large to be entirely normal, even on a huge Futanari like she was, Ashley could take it in. All of it. And it was… she didn't have the vocabulary to describe it.
All she could do was fall to her knees in awe, when her first spurt came, dense and powerful, colliding so loudly with the bowl of the toilet that the small woman wondered how it was possible that it didn’t crack. And it was only the first of a torrent of release. The white, gooey stream rushing out of Julia seemed utterly endless, while the giantess sounded ever more desperate to coax it out of her, her grunts turning to whine, her body shivering, her face flushed by pure bliss, unable to speak.
Finally, after what felt like hours but couldn’t have been more than one or two minutes, the torrent stopped and Julia sighed. She emptied the toilet, letting the water run for a long time, shifted her position and winked at the flustered mess that was Ashley. She didn’t say a word, she just stood there, like some titan of myth, proudly displaying her killer body, letting Ashley take it all in, as the giantess took rapid inspirations that made her huge breasts wobble mesmerizingly.
“Like what you see, don’t you, Ash. All yours, that body of mine. Just like you’re all mine. But I believe you had things you wanted to ask me?”
“I…” started Ashley, stopping to gulp down some saliva - somehow, her throat had dried up as she had taken in the sight of her owner cumming. “I… Your Mom said that you and your mother, - I mean Miriam. She, uh, she said you were unique… or different and I was wondering…”
“What she meant by it?” grunted Julia, who frowned a little. “I wish she hadn’t talked about it. I didn’t feel like telling you yet.”
“If” started Ashley, but Julia continued, ignoring her.
“It’s fine, Ashley. It’s out in the open and… And perhaps it’ll help you understand how much I love you… I… My mother and me… we… we are both diagnosed psychopaths with sadistic tendencies. There I said it, I know it frightens you and I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to know… I…I love you Ashley. I really do. I want you to be happy and feel safe with me. It’s funny really, because you’re the only person I care about that way… But…”
She sighed as Ashley stood breathless and started to pump herself again. She was calmer, now, as if she was pondering what to say next, while beating herself in a very satisfactory way. Ashley shuddered. Was she serious? If she was, perhaps it could explain… a lot of things. Not just the last two weeks, but even before, as they were children and then teenagers. But it seemed too massive a reveal for her brain to take in.
“I love you. I want you to be happy” groaned Julia softly. “But I also want to hurt you. I want to hear you scream. Sometimes in pleasure, sometimes in pain. And I… the last two weeks, sometimes I… I haven’t been able to… sometimes the urges have been… This morning, when you ate your tiny food mixed with my cum it… it drove me wild. It’s probably why my dick became this big. It was… I always felt that pressure in the back of my mind. Doc said I wasn’t done growing down there but that I needed a stimulus.”
She paused and looked at Ashley, her face a mixture of pleasure and shame. The futa’s eyes glinted, her body was starting to glisten with sweat. And the way she looked at her. Ashley, still on her knees, whimpered. Julia looked even more enormous from this vantage point, but she couldn’t shift. She couldn’t move. She felt like a rabbit in front of a land rover at night. Caught, unable to flee and doomed to be crushed. her breathing became shallower as Julia’s gaze never wavered.
“The pressure’s gone, now. I’m sorry it took doing that to you, I really am. I did… ever since I was a little child, even before I knew you, I hurt things. Animals mostly. Insects at first, then rodents. I love the way they squirm and wail and try to get away. And how it’s all futile. They can’t escape me. I can do to them what I want. That’s the world as I see it. The strong rules, the weak shut up, and take it on the chin, or they get crushed. Those weaker than me… they… they exist for my pleasure, they live at my discretion…”
She was grunting now, panting, and yet she still looked straight at Ashley, her face contorted in a hungry mask that terrified Ashley. But it also aroused her. She couldn’t stop her. If she had wanted to, Julia could have caught her and used her as a sex toy and Ashley would have been powerless to oppose that. She was nothing compared to her owner. Less than nothing, just an extension of Julia. Somehow, confusedly, it stirred something in her.
“When I met you… when you protected me from the others, the bullies, while doing nothing to me… I… It confused me. It still does. I don’t understand why you did that, Ashley. But I tried… I swear I tried to understand. I tried to listen to Mom more than mother, when I… when I hit puberty, when I came into myself. I tried to be subtle, to woo you by bragging with my prowesses and all. Mother said it was a waste of time, that I should… She took Mom. When she saw her, she knew she was the one she wanted, and she just took her.”
“She… she raped your Mom?” asked Ashley, almost shocked senseless by that reveal.
“No!” roared Julia, making her screaming in terror a little, just as her cock twitched, on the verge of releasing another mighty orgasm. “No” she added softly. “Mom never called it that way. I think she was into it. Mother just… she made clear who was in charge. Perhaps I should have done that to you from the start, back then but… You hurt me, Ashley. Just being with you hurt, because I can’t see the world like you do, but you open that window into my heart, into my mind, and it’s so bright and I… I want to enter this world, with you, but I can’t…”
“Ju…”
“But being apart from you is worse. Those last five years I’ve been… I’ve needed to hurt things so much more than ever before. I needed to kill so many animals, just to keep the edge off me… It wasn’t… fuck it wasn’t pretty, but it got me going.”
Her breathing was becoming shallower again, her eyes glazed over, as she got lost in her memories. Ashley didn’t know what she was thinking about - and she didn’t want to know it. And yet. And yet, her left hand snaked into her own pants, while her right one started to gently caress her nipples. There was something so… so fucking erotic, in that giantess revealing herself fully to her. Absolutely terrifying, monstrously dangerous. But erotic, and she couldn’t help herself. She started to touch herself, in earnest.
“That’s why I was so dominant, when I grew. Why I took command, Ash. I needed it, I needed that as an outlet, so I wouldn’t hurt you… I… oh Goddess… Oh much I have wanted to just ravish you! That last birthday… all those bitches around, and all I could think was how good their face would look if I just fucked you into your birthday cake! I just… oh Goddess, help me, I want to humiliate you so much. I want to praise you so much! I want… I need… Oh Goddess!”
She came a second time, with another thunderous roar, her body shifted. Somehow, that second orgasm was even mightier than the first one. And now, Ashley was panting, hard, as she felt her own climax approaching. She had never managed to bring herself so fast to orgasm. It usually took several long minutes, if not more than a dozen, when she was alone with her imagination. But here and now, she wasn’t alone, she didn’t need to imagine it. As shameful as it made her feel, she just had to listen to Julia to get going.
How fucked up am I? Mom, Dad, help me, she makes me feel all… Oh Goddess…
“Ashley? What’s happ…” started Julia when her orgasm subsided and she she heard the tiny woman moan. “Oh… Oh FUCK!” she screamed.
She had seen her nearing climax, and somehow it had driven the giantess even wilder. She leaned forward, putting her hands against the walls, positioned her cock above the already fully toilet bowl, and she let out an ear-piercing shriek as she came torrent. Ashley gasped, the pain in her ears making her cry and scream herself, but her eyes remained open, as she swore she could see the balls of Julia constrict to empty themselves in one great, impossible to comprehend for the tiny, release.
She came.
She came so hard that, even as her brain screamed at her that the shriek of her owner had really done some damage to her, she fell back on her back, spasming uncontrollably, almost as if the collar had shocked her. The most powerful of her life rocked her body, threatening to send her whole brain crashing down. She almost bit her tongue - if she hadn’t been screaming in a mixture of pain and ecstasy all along,s he probably would have. Finally, she stopped moving, barely able to breath, as she laid on the floor, gasping.
Something big came into her vision. Deep brown and pure white. it took a moment for her eyes to focus on it, even longer for her brain to understand what she was seeing. If Julia was speaking, Ashley couldn’t hear it. All she could hear was a buzzing in her ears, and the thumb of her own heart. It was a large finger, an index, scooping a mass of spongious cum. offered near her face. All she had to do was to get on her ass, take it and eat it.
She had to willingly submit to that humiliation. It’d be proof that she was truly owned by Julia. That she couldn’t escape and that they’d have to take their relationship seriously, now that the giantess had bared her heart to her. It would be terrible, it would prove to both Julia and Ashley herself that she was just the little whore of her owner. That she existed to be humiliated, for Julia to take those urges out on her. her breathing was ragged, as she considered all of it.
Then Ashley got up on her ass, put her hands on the extended finger and started eating Julia’s offering, like an animal would. It tasted like shame. It tasted like degradation. It tasted like the worst thing she had ever eaten, worse than this morning’s mixture. It tasted like acceptance. It tasted like love, freely given and freely received. It tasted divine. Goddess helps me, It tastes so good…
Tears rolled on Ashley’s face, as she finished the copious amount of sperm and, unprompted, started licking clean the portion of her owner’s - her girlfriend, her lover, her mistress - finger where it had stood. Then, and only then did she dare to look at the face of Julia. She was looking at her tiny with so much love pouring out of her big brown eyes that Ashley’s face turned again to a bright red shade.
“I love you, Ashley Parker” whispered Julia. “I love you and I can’t wait to humiliate you more, to lift you up to the heights you deserve. Do you want me to…” she continued as her other hand approached the back of Ashley’s neck.
“I don’t like to sleep naked” blurted the little woman, looking the futa right in the eyes. “The collar stays on.”
“The collar stays on” agreed Julia, lifting her up and kissing her tenderly. “And you stay in my bed. You need to sleep, tomorrow will be quite a day in college. Sorry I had you waste your big… aaaw, how cute…”
Ashley hadn’t heard anything after Julia’s confirmation that the collar stayed on. her exhausted, battered mind and body had simply shut down, granting her, for the first time in two weeks, the reprieve she sorely needed.