“Oh fuck! Harder! Ride me fucking harder!” the man moaned. He was laying on his back, totally nude, with a gorgeous woman riding his dick, in a classic cowgirl fashion. Reaching up, he crunched his body forward, trying his best to bury his face in large large breasts
The woman on top of him bounced up and down, her speed and intensity increasing. She was moaning loudly, running her hands through his hair as he crunched forward, and pulling him into her chest. “Mmmmm, I’m so fucking close,” she moaned.
The two aroused individuals pressed their foreheads together, bodies shaking with passion as they experienced duel orgasms almost at exactly the same time.
“God damn, that was fucking fantastic,” Peter gasped, as the woman rolled off of him, laying on the bed next to him. He turned and looked at her, enjoying seeing every inch of her body.
Erin giggled, biting her lower lip and grabbing her breasts. “Did you have fun, little guy?” she teased, before getting up to go get herself cleaned up.
Walking through the rustic cabin that Marie had printed up, the two-millimeter Erin walked into the tiny shower and rinsed herself clean. When she came out, her older lover was dressing himself on the bed, giving her a playful wink.
“Shall we continue our inspection?” he teased, opening the cabin door and holding it for Erin.
“Why thank you,” she giggled, walking past him out the door. She felt his hand firmly slap her on the ass, and he jogged down the stairs to join her.
Marie’s mind had seemed to be elsewhere lately, so Erin volunteered to work directly with Peter in the planning of his model city. She and Peter had been developing plans and blueprints for the actual miniature city Peter wanted to build, while also regularly shrinking down to get inspiration from the model city Marie had printed.
It didn’t take long for Peter and Erin to begin hooking up. Ever since the first time he had been shrunken around her, Peter had been almost infatuated with Erin, particularly her breasts. He didn’t have any illusions that this was some long-term thing. However, he was taking every opportunity he had to shrink down and be placed in her cleavage.
For Erin, she was just loving the attention. Erin rarely dated, and lately had been more into women than men, due in no small part to Marie. While she thought Peter was somewhat handsome for a middle-aged man, she had to admit, she absolutely loved the attention and being his “goddess”.
Walking outside of their cabin, the shrunken duo began to walk through the miniaturized park. Marie had laid out this model city in a different way than her own, adding a bit more of a personal touch for Peter. He and Erin were supposed to be taking inventory and inspecting the 3-D printed buildings, to get an idea what size they should be in the city that would be constructed.
They started walking down the street together, barely making it to the intersection before Peter grabbed Erin from behind and pulled her into him.
“Hey, we’ve got a job to do,” Erin giggled, still loving every ounce of attention that Peter was giving her.
“I’m the boss, I make the rules,” he said, kissing her on the neck. “I think after we grow back you need to shrink me down again, put me right in those tits.”
Erin turned and raised an eyebrow towards Peter. “Oh really now? Maybe I’ll make you EXTRA small,” she said, watching his excited reactions.
“And what’re you gonna do with me then?” Peter asked, nearly salivating at that prospect.
“I don’t know yet, maybe shrink you a second time and let you explore my nipple. I think you’d like that,” she said, seeing that he was incredibly aroused at the moment.
“That’s it!” Peter said, with the enthusiasm of a younger man. He grabbed Erin’s arm and leg her into an open field that was nearby.
“What’re we…” Erin started to ask as Peter tore his shirt off and began to remove his pants.
“Yeah, get naked right now,” Peter said with a serious tone in his voice.
“Yes sir!” Erin responded, biting her lip and removing her clothes as well. She saw Peter laying down on the grass on his back, and she knew exactly what he wanted her to do. Running her hands through her hair, Erin let it fall over her shoulders in a messy fashion. She ran her hands down past her huge breasts, gently pinching her own nipples. She knew Peter loved watching her do this, as if him laying on his back stroking his cock wasn’t enough of an indication.
“Like what you see?” Erin said with a confident smirk on her face. She knew Peter was very into this, as he only gave her a wide-eyed nod in approval, continuing to masturbate. “Good,” she said, standing over him and planting one of her thick legs on each side of his head. “Cause little guy,” she said, emphasizing the word “little”. “I’m going to sit right here.”
Erin lowered herself down, lowering her crotch right down onto Peter’s face. Her wet vagina began to grind against Peter’s face, and she moaned loudly as he grabbed her hips. She loved riding his face, and she knew he’d let her fuck him as vigorously as he wanted.
While the pair or horny, two-millimeter lovebirds fooled around in the relative “safety” of the model city, the door to Peter’s office began to open. Erin looked directly at the door, not stopping fucking Peter’s face as she watched a giant body enter the room.
It was Alena, one of Peter’s assistants. Erin couldn’t stand the woman, mainly because the first day she had met her, Alena had mistaken Erin and Peter for insects and tried to squish them. Peter had ranted to Erin about Alena multiple times. Peter had told Erin he thought Alena was lazy and careless. Erin wasn’t an idiot and believed that Peter probably just kept Alena around at this point as eye candy.
“Stupid Peter,” Alena spat under her breath, closing the door behind her, assuming that she was alone. “Making me work on a fucking weekend.”
This was enough for both Erin and Peter to stop and sit in the park, watching the massive woman. Feeling uncomfortable, Erin turned to Peter for reassurance, but he was just sitting there laughing.
“You’re not worried?” she asked tentatively.
“Oh we’re fine, she’s got no idea we’re even here,” he laughed. “Idiot,” he mumbled under his breath. He was happy to be able to spy on Alena and find out what she really thought of him, though he wasn’t exactly surprised.
The shrunken pair sat back and watched Alena pace back and forth, emptying the trash can in the room and spraying the large table in the middle of the room with lemon pledge.
As she cleaned the table, Alena sighed loudly, thinking it was just to herself. “So fucking stupid,” she continued to mumble, complaining as if she was alone. Tossing the rag into the trash, she turned to exit the room, before stopping, her eyes focused on the model city resting on another table.
“Too bad Peter’s not actually tiny,” she said under her breath, walking towards the city.
“Get up, we gotta take cover,” Peter said, quickly pulling Erin to her feet. Holding onto her arm, he led her through the park towards the nearest building he could find, a printed building that was supposed to resemble a police station.
The duo took shelter inside as Alena’s giant shadow was cast over the building. “I’d fuck around with him so hard,” she laughed to herself, sending chills down the spines of the hiding tinies.
Leaning in, Alena was still impressed by the city that had been created. She had been shrunken down against her will and forced to explore it previously, but she had been in such shock she hadn’t been able to really take it in. Looking down, she spotted several tiny cars lining the street nearest to her.
In her mind, Alena was imagining them as actual shrunken cars, having no idea this was true. Though it wasn’t the most legal action, Marie had gone to a rental car lot after dark and busted out the shrink ray. She figured Peter would like it.
Leaning forward, Alena placed a finger back behind a tiny pickup truck, one directly outside of the police station Erin and Peter were cowering inside of. They watched as the enormous finger, highlighted by bright green nail polish, cock backwards behind her thumb. Alena then fired it forward, flicking the tiny truck with incredible force.
The shrunken vehicle appeared to have been shot out of a cannon. It was launched down the street at an incredibly high rate of speed, slamming into a building down the street.
“BULLSEYE!” Alena laughed, before looking for her next target. She was too busy looking for another car to realize one of the tires had been launched off the police station and slammed through the door of the tiny police station, nearly colliding with Erin.
As Peter tended to Erin, making sure she was okay, Alena continued to launch vehicles, flicking them down the roads into various spots of the city. She couldn’t help but wish that her boss was in one of these tiny cars, and she could send him flying to his doom.
What caught Alena off guard, was the door to the room opening. “Anyone in here? Oh damn, what’s up Alena?” a man’s voice called out.
Turning in surprise, Alena saw a man in his young twenties standing in the doorway. “Oh, hey Dario,” she said with a sigh. She sat backwards instinctively, accidentally demolishing a part of the model city as she did so.
“Shit,” she whispered, wiping the remains of buildings and road off of her pants. She didn’t like dealing with Dario. He was a young man in his early twenties who moved to the United States from Italy. He mainly worked as one of Peter’s chefs, and he constantly hit on Alena.
“Let me guess, you came in here to ask me out?” Alena said, before turning towards Dario. To her surprise, he had a shocked look on his face. “You alright?” she asked.
Though he regularly flirted with Alena and she had never shown any real interest in him, Dario was not in the room to see her. Unlike Alena, Dario was very aware that Peter would be shrunken down and in his model city. Peter and Dario were close, and Peter trusted him enough to let him in on his whereabouts.
Dario had come into the room to check in on Peter, and he was aware Peter didn’t exactly trust Alena. “Yeah, I was just….” his voice trailed off, realizing Alena had just sat in part of the model city.
“Just what?” Alena said, taking a step back from the model.
“I uhh…wanted to check something out in the model city,” he said, feeling that he needed to check in on his boss and make sure he was still alive.
Alena cocked an eyebrow, clearly not believing him. “And why would you want to do that?”
“We’ll, Peter wanted me to get setup in one of the model restaurants,” he said, which was in fact something Peter had mentioned to him in the past. “In case he ever wants to host a little dinner party or something.”
“Uh huh,” Alena said skeptically. While she was suspicious, she still didn’t exactly care. “Knock yourself out,” she shrugged.
She took a few steps back and watched as Dario struggled for a few moments with the shrink ray. He finally managed to get it to work, the blue beam zapping himself. As the clock began to tick down he turned back to Alena who was on her way out of the room. “Hey real quick, mind dropping me in the city?” he asked. He clearly looked nervous, as the timer continued to tick down.
“Sure, why not,” Alena sighed. She watched Dario try not to panic as her shot down towards the floor, reaching a miniscule height of two millimeters.
Lowering her hand down onto the ground, she allowed the shrunken man to climb aboard, before raising it back up and gently placing him into the model city.
Watching the tiny man start to wander the streets of the city, Alena couldn’t help but laugh at how pathetic he looked. He really was insignificant, looking like an ant right now. Her mind raced back to seeing Peter’s spoiled daughter, Mia, dwindle down, and how much she enjoyed having power over her.
An idea popped into her mind. She grinned, thinking about all the times Dario had unsuccessfully hit on and flirted with her.
“HEY LITTLE GUY, HOW’S THE VIEW FROM DOWN THERE?” Alena called down in both a flirty and mocking tone.
Dario looked up and a chill ran down his spine as he saw Alena’s enormous face staring down at him. She was beautiful, but VERY intimidating. On top of that, Alena’s hands were against her chest, squeezing her breasts. She was dressed professionally, she always was, but her top did little to hide the outline of her breasts.
“I BET YOU LIKE THAT DON’T YOU, YOU LITTLE CREEP,” she said with a teasing wink. She imagined Dario would be turning red with embarrassment right now, not knowing what to do.
Though Alena wasn’t able to see him, her assumption was spot on. Dario was turning red with embarrassment, but could only stand there. He had a feeling Alena was not going to let him search for Peter, and at the moment, he was unable to take his eyes off of her.
“THEN HOW ABOUT THIS?” Alena winked, turning her back to the model city. She bent down and wiggled her butt, which was barely contained in a nice but tight pair of jeans.
Dario was practically in a trance, jaw agape as he stared at the woman shaking her titanic ass in front of him. He heard a loud pop followed, and saw Alena’s hands come into view. They pulled the denim down, revealing a view of her underwear.
Wearing a dark red whale tail, Alena’s asscheeks became visible for the world to see. She kept it tasteful, only pulling her jeans about halfway down the cheeks. She continued to shake her ass, putting on a show for her tiny fan.
Watching on in amazement, Dario was unable to turn away. Though his hands remained outside his pants, he was rock hard watching the woman of his dreams tower over him and show him her glorious ass like a mischievous goddess. Almost in slow motion, she pulled her jeans back up and gave herself a hard slap on the right cheek, which echoed throughout the room like a firework.
Putting her hands on her hips, Alena smiled down at the tiny onlooker. “DID YOU ENJOY THAT SHOW?” she teased. Truth be told, she was having almost as much fun as Dario was. Maybe she could get used to this.
“LET ME GET A BETTER LOOK AT YOU,” she said, reaching down to pluck the tiny guy up.
It almost seemed like slow motion for Dario, who watched as Alena’s arm extended towards him. “Uhhh, Alena, please don’t,” he laughed nervously, taking a few steps back from the approaching hand. He didn’t mind watching her from the safety of the model city, but now she was invading it. That made him very uncomfortable and worried.
“COME HERE, YOU,” Alena demanded, her index finger and thumb encircling the tiny guy. As she lifted him into the air, she tried to roll him onto her thumb for a better view.
“Stop you’re hurting….” was all Dario managed to shout out. Not knowing her own strength, Alena had squeezed a little bit too tightly. Now, all that remained over Dario was a tiny red stain on her finger.
“Oh…..crap,” she said, immediately looking around the room to make sure she was alone. “Did not mean to do that,” she muttered.
“Sorry Dario,” she whispered, wiping the tiny bit of remains off on her pants. Sure she didn’t like the guy but she didn’t intend on squishing him.
Her heart was racing. She had literally just killed someone. She wasn’t sure what to do, but she knew she had to keep it to herself. “Okay, just breathe, just breathe,” she said repeatedly.
After a couple seconds, she walked over, grabbing the garbage bags with shaking hands. “Nothing happened, just getting the trash,” she said, voice quivering as she failed to convince herself. “No one needs to know.”
Down in the model city, Erin and Peter both looked on in horror after witnessing Alena’s fingers cause Dario’s body to implode. “Are you….are you okay?” she whispered, hugging Peter from behind.
The man was speechless, barely able to process what he had just witnessed. He knew though, that eventually he’d have to reveal to Alena what he witnessed….