A Life Worth Living by omanahan88

“You sure you don’t want me to stay? I could just hang around, make sure everything goes well.” Jenna suggested as she carried Ulysses in the palm of her hand up the front walk of the Bloomfield household. The tiny Lilliputian man shook his head and kept his eyes locked on the front window, trying to see if he could see Bethany anywhere inside. 

“No, no I think I’m all good. Maybe next time.” He said. Truth be told, he wasn’t objectively opposed to the idea of a second giantess participating in his fantasies. And no one could say that Jenna wasn’t somewhat worthy of worship. However, this wasn’t about her. And right now, he had no intention of letting Jenna stick around and horn in on his private time with his one and only goddess, not after everything he went through to earn it. No, he felt entitled to his selfishness and wasn't about to feel bad about it now.

“Come on, don’t be selfish. Sharing is caring, you know. Maybe I just ring this little doorbell right here.” She teased, arriving at the doorstep and teasingly rubbing the doorbell with one finger. 

“Jenna, ruin this for me and I promise you that I’ll crawl up your nose with a thumbtack and rewire your brain.” Ulysses threatened. Jenna stifled a little laugh at the tiny man’s threat. She loved how much closer she felt they had grown in the last couple of weeks. Honestly, she wouldn’t ever admit it to his face, but it was starting to feel like Ulysses was actually her closest friend. 

“Jesus, fine. You’d think that a real bro would hook a homie up.” Jenna pouted, lowering Ulysses down to the welcome mat lying on the ground in front of the doorway. “At least take some pictures for me.”

“Thanks for the ride Jenna, buh bye!” Ulysses said, hands on his hips. He craned his neck, gazing upwards between the long, muscular pillars of Jenna’s smooth, tanned legs. The tremendous redhead was wearing a very brightly colored pair of short running shorts. Swaths of teal and pink cotton clung tightly to her thighs and butt, riding up ever so slightly so that her cheeks were well defined from his point of view between her feet. As the giantess leaned forward to press the doorbell one time, she looked down and gave Ulysses a quick smile and a wink before she leapt backwards and began sprinting to the car. Down below, Ulysses watched the muscles beneath her skin activate as thousands of tons of relative weight were lifted from the ground in an instant as Jenna beat a hasty retreat towards her car. He was so much more perceptive about it now, but he couldn’t help but admire the power and grace of these titanic ladies. 

Ulysses watched Jenna put the vehicle in reverse, waving frantically as she began to back her way down the driveway towards the road. Chuckling lightly to himself, Ulysses began to wave back before he turned back around to face the door. However, when he spun around, the Lilliput found himself standing face to face with an enormous set of toes, wiggling excitedly mere inches from his body. His eyes slowly traced their way up this new pair of well toned legs, only now they disappeared beneath a light, floral sundress and waved gently in the warm summer breeze. 

“Jesus Christ…” Ulysses murmured to himself, staring up Bethany’s dress for just a moment, taking in the sight of her light blue panties before quickly snapping his gaze back towards the ground. Thinking it over, he wasn’t actually sure why he felt so bashful peeking up his professor’s skirt. It was barely a month ago when he had been literally inside of her dripping, eager pussy, but now just seeing the outline of her lips pressed into her dainty cotton underwear was bringing a blush to his cheeks?

“Ulysses! Hello! It’s so nice to see you!” Before the tiny man could react, he felt a wall of wind force him onto his back as the giantess suddenly crouched down above him. Ulysses was left staring upwards at his English professor’s gigantic panty clad butt beneath her dress as she squatted above the welcome mat. 

“Fucking hell…” Ulysses said again, his eyes transfixed on the goddess’ plump, alluring posterior. However, as soon as he said that, Bethany shifted her dress slightly so that he could now see her smiling face through the gap between her knees. 

“What’s that? Something wrong?” She asked, turning her head slightly and allowing Ulysses to finally notice the communicator already sitting in her right ear. 

A warm flush of embarrassment brought a new shade of red to Ulysses cheeks as he stammered to eek out a meager response. “Shit… I, uhh, no. Fine. Everything’s good. Great…even. Yeah, no. Great. To see you, I mean.” Bethany’s lips curled up into a wide smile as she tilted her head, causing her long golden locks to cascade over her left shoulder and down to her perky breasts as they peered out from the low cut neckline of the dress. The pair simply sat and smiled at one another for a long moment before Bethany lifted her immense body back into the air. 

“Well, let’s get you inside and out of this heat. It’s sweltering out here.” She was right of course. Jenna had only left him out here for about two minutes, tops, but he could already feel the early summer sunshine beginning to cook his skin. He’d be glad to get inside into the comfort of the Bloomfield’s air conditioned home. Standing back up to her full height, Bethany could barely contain her excitement as she brought one of her sandaled feet forward, tipping it downward as she splayed her toes outward. “Well, climb in. I’ve got plans for you my cute little prince and I don’t intend to waste any of the time that I have you.” 

Ulysses stared forward, trying to keep himself from buckling at the knees. Bethany was wearing a cute, simple pair of flip flops and as she extended her toes, he could see the small strip of leather that ran up between her large and second toes. His mouth watering, Ulysses gulped out of a sense of nervous excitement as he slowly stumped forward into the small gap between her toes. Unsurprisingly, the atmosphere looming around the giantess' toes was a far departure from the smell of blooming gardenias planted alongside the walkway, however it was no less pleasant to the tiny man. As he wrapped his hands around the damp strip of leather and Bethany’s enormous toes began to slowly shut around him, Ulysses filled his lungs with the aphrodisiac smell of Bethany’s sweet strawberry lotion, mixed in with the unmistakable scent of her sweat. Almost as if she had experience with keeping Lilliputians between her toes, Bethany managed to leave Ulysses a comfortable amount of space on her sandal as she carried him back into her home, completely hidden away from the rest of the world. 

Shutting it behind her, Bethany stood still and leaned against the door, biting her lip as she carefully gazed down at her foot. She could feel every tiny movement that Ulysses made between her toes and suddenly the cool touch of the glass window against her shoulders was combating much more than the heat of the sun on her lightly bronzed skin. “Fuck…” Bethany said softly, trying to make sure that Ulysses could not hear her. She didn’t know why things were so different this time, but she was inexplicably giddy at the idea of bringing Ulysses over again. When Samuel had told her about his little, college buddy bachelor party trip, Bethany had started feeling down about the idea of losing her husband for the first weekend of the summer. However, from the very moment that she came up with the idea of having Ulysses over again, Bethany had been somewhat overwhelmed with excitement. 

Mmmwah 

Bethany’s eye’s perked up at the unmistakable sound of kissing in her ear. Her smile grew even wider as she wiggled her toes in excitement, feeling Ulysses write around in the slightly sweaty pocket of skin. Such a good boy. She thought to herself. But she was getting ahead of herself. There would certainly be plenty of time for… worship, later on. Right now she needed to be a good host. With that thought Bethany strode confidently through her house, slipping out the rear door to the pool house. Once there, Bethany lifted her foot up onto one of the several lounge chairs beside the in ground swimming pool and carefully lifted her student from between her toes. 

“There, I thought we could enjoy the warm weather without roasting ourselves.” She said playfully standing overtop of the tiny man on the chair. A quiet thought entered the back of her mind as she stared down at the eager little man. She wondered whether or not she had subconsciously chosen to set little Ulysses down directly onto the seat of the chair, rather than at the foot or on the armrest. She doubted he would mind too much, even if she were to simply hover over him and ploy her hefty rump down directly onto his tiny body. “Can I get you a drink?” 

“Ehrm, uhh yeah. Yes. Thank you. That would be great.” Ulysses said, watching intently as Bethany spun around and began walking towards a large makeshift bar on the far side of the pool room. With every step she took, her hips swung tantalizingly from one side to the other, demanding every ounce of his attention as the cute, loosely flowing dress she wore began to get caught up in the cleft of her cheeks. He struggled to contain an audible moan, knowing that she would hear every sound that escaped his lips if he wasn’t careful. To distract him from his already raging erection, Ulysses began to study his surroundings, having never been in this particular room of the Bloomfield’s incredibly impressive residence. The first thing he noticed was the temperature of the room. While not overbearing like the direct sunlight outside, the air around him was far from the comfort of the interior air conditioning that he was accustomed to. Already he could begin to feel his skin becoming warm and slightly sweaty. But this immediately made him think about the short ride he took between her toes and just how much he loved the salty taste of her skin. He could endure a bit of humidity, if only for his goddess. 

“I made strawberry sangrias. Do you like sangria?” Bethany called out from across the room. Ulysses looked over to see just her perky bum sticking out from around the bar as she searched through a miniature refrigerator. 

“Umm, I’m not actually sure. Sounds great though.” He replied into his microphone. 

“Oh, right. I forgot that you’re not much of a drinker. You’ll love these, I promise.” She shouted again. Standing up with a pitcher full of a fizzy, yellowish, clearish liquid with what he could only assume were strawberries floating on the top. “Shoot, I need to get something you can drink out of. Hold on. Don’t go anywhere.” She said playfully as she quickly retreated from the room. Ulysses chuckled and shook his head. Obviously he had nowhere to go, so he just sat quietly and waited for his hostess to return. Resuming his leisurely examination of his surroundings, Ulysses did finally turn his attention to the chair that he was resting on. It had not occurred to him until now, but it seemed that Bethany had placed him down directly in the path of where her perky bottom would land, should she decide to share the seat with him. He wondered whether or not she had done this intentionally. Obviously he had made it perfectly clear how he felt about her bum, but was she just going to come back and sit on him? Was that her plan for the evening? Should he move out of the way? Or just act oblivious and let things happen as they will. 

As he sat quietly on the lounge chair, dreamily gazing up towards the ceiling, imagining Bethany’s wide, round butt blocking out everything above him, Ulysses was suddenly rapt in memories of his first encounter with the giant couple. For as excited as he might be about watching Bethany slip out of that dress, any thoughts of her massive, glistening sex were immediately accompanied by harrowing memories of Samuel’s massive cock pushing him deep inside of the giantess’ hungry cunt. Ulysses felt a shiver run down his spine as he replayed the intense affair in his head again. Watching helplessly as the gaping slit twitched eagerly before unleashing a torrent of hot cum into the already cramped, wet, sticky cavern. He foolishly assumed that would be the conclusion of the event, but Samuel continued to thrust forward, sloshing Ulysses around inside of Beth’s pussy with an ocean of cum. Hell, even after he finally pulled out, Ulysses recalled dropping down on the tip of the massive cock, getting flopped down onto the giant man’s abdomen while the fleshy pillar pinned him in place. Recollections of calling out of help as a stream of cum continued to leak out onto his tiny head while Beth and Samuel were busy making out in their post orgasmic bliss made Ulysses shiver nervously. Thank god Samuel was gone, and he could just enjoy his time with his beautiful Goddess alone. Things were bound to be much sweeter and infinitely more gentle with just Bethany to deal with this time around.

“I found it!” Bethany exclaimed, reentering the room holding the same Lilliput social bar that they had provided the last time that he was over. The titanic blonde strode over to the beach chair where her tiny student was sitting and gave him a warm smile. “How would you like to join me at the bar?” She suggested, realizing that there wasn’t a convenient way to give him a drink right here on the chair. 

“Oh, sure. I mean, this seat is plenty comfy, but I’m happy to go wherever you are.” He replied, trying to pass as nonchalant as his eyes traced down the gentle curves of her body. Now that she was standing in front of him, being sat on was the only thing inside of his mind. Bethany’s lips curled up into a warm smile as she reached down a hand for Ulysses to climb into. 

“Don’t worry little one, there will be plenty of time for that later. Right now, I’d love to enjoy a drink and catch up with a dear friend.” She said, her voice sultry and low. Ulysses felt his heart skip a beat before he frantically threw himself up into Bethany’s massive palm. 

“Yeah, of course. It’s so great to see you again.” He said, staring directly into the giantess’s bosom as she carried him over to the bartop before hefting herself up onto a stool. 

“It’s wonderful to see you too, Ulysses.” Bethany cooed, setting him down atop the bar as she began to pour some of the sangria into the top of the Lilliput wetbar, before pouring a large glass for herself. She waited courteously for Ulysses to fetch himself a drink before she raised a glass into the air. “Salúd…” She said politely before raising the glass to her lips and taking a couple of large swigs of her drink. 

Ulysses watched intently as a swinging pool’s worth of fluid drained from the glass into the giantess’ mouth before passing down her throat. Feeling a slight twinge of excitement stirring his eager cock, the small man took a moment to consider whether or not he actually understood what exactly he found so appealing about giantesses. Obviously, her massive tits and gargantuan butt, that all made sense. And being used like a sextoy by a literal goddess? Sure. But why was he getting so excited just watching her swallow a river that could easily carry him down into the depths of her stomach with it? Clearly the events that transpired here last month had altered his brain chemistry in some significant ways. Snapping back to reality, he lifted his own glass to his lips and took a small sip of the beverage. Much to his surprise, it was much sweeter and far less overbearing than the wine that they had him try last time. 

“Oooh, that’s really good.” Ulysses said, smacking his lips as he went in for another sip. Bethan smiled warmly and lowered her glass down to the table.

“I’m so glad you like it.” She cooed. The giantess leaned forward, resting her impressive chest on the bar top in front of Ulysses as she studied the small man with a dopey smile plastered across her face. It was obvious that Ulysses was entirely focused on staring at her tits, but it wasn’t like she was opposed to that. In fact, she rather enjoyed the goofy, awkward way that the young man tripped over himself while he was lusting over her body. “So how have you been since I last saw you? Spend any time back home with the semester over?”

Ulysses was staring deep into the alluring cavern of Benthany’s warm, inviting cleavage when the sound of her voice pulled him back to the real world. He looked up to meet the goddess’ alluring gaze. It was strange the way that she was smiling at him, he thought. Not ‘strange’ in a bad way, certainly, but it was a smile different from what he recalled from last time. Ulysses had always been accustomed to Beth being polite. Polite, warm, and after they finished last time, voracious. But this was a different smile. It was more… eager, excited maybe. 

“Uhhhh, yeah actually. I caught a train back once Jenna finished up with her last final.” Ulysses replied, watching as Bethany rolled her head and tossed her head to the other side. 

“OH! I love Jenna, such a sweet little thing. Like a firecracker.” Beth added, taking another long sip of sangria. 

“Yeah…” Ulysses chuckled. “She’s something alright. Couldn’t imagine doing this whole Gulliverian experience without her. Or you…” Bethany looked down at her tiny companion, pursuing her lips as she reached down one finger to gently caress the side of Ulysses head with her knuckle. 

“Oh little prince. Flattery will get you everywhere in this world.” She cooed softly with a chuckle. “But, going home is fun, right? Everybody likes going back to their old stomping grounds every now and again. Did you go and show the world a brave new Ulysses?”

The miniature man scoffed and shrugged his shoulders. Growing up wasn’t a walk in the park for young Ulysses. It was likely impossible to notice for a woman of Bethany’s stature, but Uylsses was not exactly the tallest Lilliputian in the world. And it wasn’t until college that he really began to improve his physique at all. Memories of home hardley felt like “the old stomping grounds,” unless of course he was the one getting stomped. But truth be told, after his encounter with the mighty Bloomfields, Ulysses did feel a bit bigger. Physically, sure. He had bulked up a fair bit at college, but it was way more than that. Almost as if he had absorbed even a fraction of the titan’s incomprehensible size. 

“I guess so. It was nice to go back. Got to bump into a lot of people from high school. Guy I sorta knew, Tommy Versotti, his dad owns this crazy big house, I mean really freaking huge. Well, relatively huge, I guess. But his dad wound up marrying a Gulliverian guy a few months ago, so Tommy threw this huge freakin party at his dad’s house. It was pretty great.”

Bethany bit her lip as she listened to Ulysses talk excitedly about catching up with old friends. He didn’t say anything about sharing stories of his escapades inside of her and Bethany didn’t think he was the sort of man to do that sort of thing. But there wasn’t any doubt that the young Lilliput had changed that evening. He carried himself more confidently. Hearing him talk, telling stories of the party, brought her back to a time when she was young. Partying with friends and crushing hard on funny, kind, confident men. 

“That’s fun. Nothing like cheap beer and cold summer nights to make a girl want to cozy up on someone’s lap around the bonfire.” Beth said playfully. However, the way that Ulysses responded, coyly chuckling and casting his gaze towards his feet, made Bethany think that maybe he had more to share. “Oh? Do a little cozying did you?” She asked with a giddy smile. Ulysses laughed and shrugged his shoulders lightly. 

“It was this girl, Maisie. I used to have this huge crush on her growing up.” Ulysses said with a smirk that Bethany shared. She remembered being that young woman, shutting down countless Ulysses’ in their time. “It was crazy. She was all over me.”

Little bitch…

The words entered Bethany’s mind before she could even comprehend it. She wasn’t like that. She didn’t put down other women without good cause. And she certainly wasn't the jealous type. But just hearing Ulysses talking about her. About how much he wanted her and how much she wanted him to have her. It made Beth feel like an animal. 

“Hah, I mean way back when I would’ve given my right hand just to hold hers with my left.” Bethany forced her lips to keep smiling as her cheeks began to flush red. 

“It’s not every woman that inspires a man to start talking like that.” Bethany said before taking another short sip from her drink. “She must be cute.”

“Oh that barely covers it. Long blonde hair and the kind of smile that just makes you forget about all the bullshit that they day can throw at you.” Ulysses shook his head and threw back some of his drink. “We took this field trip one time, it was to this commercial kitchen that operated out of a Gulliverian bakery. They would use leftover food products from the Gullivers to make distributable meals for people in need. Well at the end we got a chance to take a peek at some of the stuff up on the bakery displays, and Maisey, she talks one of the bakery employees into setting aside this massive cupcake. I mean like, this thing is like the size of a freaking barn, with all this pink frosting and colorful sprinkles and then the worker lifts Maisey up on top of the cupcake and sits her down on top of a cherry right in the center. Maisey used that picture for her graduation cards. God it was so goddamn cute…” Ulysses said, drifting off with the distant memory of his crush. 

Beth had to manually release the tension in her jaw before she could speak. God only knew why she was going so fucking crazy for this tiny little toy of a man, but if she was getting dragged back into this crazy fucking game, then she was going to play to win. Bethany sat back in her seat, letting out a low chuckle as she raised her glass once more to finish off her drink. Thankfully, she knew exactly how to make this horny little man hers. 

“Oh I can imagine. She sounds just wonderful. In fact, that all sounds just terrific. You know, I think I could actually go for a cupcake myself.” Rising up from her barstool, Beth began to saunter off back towards the kitchen, stumbling slightly near the edge of the pool and kicking one of her sandals off of her feet. Of course it looked accidental from a glance, but by the time that she had bent over to pick it up, Ulysses was so distracted by the sight of her panties riding up her ass that he didn’t think twice about how long it was taking to pick it up nor did he notice the gentle  wiggle to her hips before she stood back up and proceeded into the kitchen. 

“Jesus fucking christ.” Ulysses muttered to himself, completely forgetting about his microphone as he desperately tried to tuck his boner into a more comfortable and less visible position. Beth chuckled out of earshot, quickly recovering a large, frosted cupcake from the covered dessert stand on the kitchen bar. With a satisfied smile, the blonde haired bombshell adjusted her dress, pulling down the neckline a bit more to ensure a bit more cleavage was on display. She began to proceed back to the pool house  but paused for a moment. With a devilish smile the giantess reached back and grabbed a second cupcake, before returning to her tiny companion. 

Ulysses watched with anticipation as his goddess returned, carrying a large confectionary treat in each hand. This time Beth took a different seat, this time choosing the one as close to Ulysses as she could, nearly burying him beneath her mountainous rack as she settled. “Lookie here, I found an extra so we wouldn’t have to share.”

“Oh, I uh… it looks…good. A little bit bigger than my stomach though.” Ulysses stammered, staring up at the enormous cupcake beside him before turning his gaze back to the gorgeous woman beside him. Bethany had already stripped the cupcake of its skirt, and was raising it up to her large, pink lips. The sweet smell of vanilla frosting danced into her nostrils as she carefully eyed the many sprinkles decorating the waves of dense sugary goodness. 

“Hmmmm, I can picture it now. Little Mary, sitting on top of the cupcake. So cute, so small.” Beth said, rotating the  cupcake so she could see all sides. 

“Uhhh, Maisie…” Ulysses corrected softly, intently focused on every little move the giantess made. He watched as Beth pinched two fingers together and dipped them down into the sea of cream colored frosting. When they emerged, she was holding a small pink colored sprinkle between two fingers, delicately showing the morsel to Ulysses. 

“Right Maisie. Maisie seems like a girl who likes pink, hmm?” Ulysses simply nodded his head, a large lump in his throat preventing him from actually saying anything. Bethany smirked. Of course Maisie liked pink? What girl didn’t like pink? But that’s what Beth intended on teaching Ulysses tonight. That being the difference between girls… and women. 

“Pretty in pink… little Miss Maisie…” Beth said in a sing-songy voice, delicately dipping the sprinkle into the frosting so that it was standing distinctly upright out of the frosting. The giantess turned her cupcake so that Ulysses could see the Maisie sprinkle standing near the center of the waves of sugary plaster. “Does it remind you of that picture that you were so… in love with?”

“I don't think I said…” Ulysses began to stammer, just now finally picking up on the underlying aggression in Bethany’s temperament. However, before he could finish, the giantess interrupted him.

“Don’t mumble.” She said firmly, her voice suddenly wielding a much more… authoritative aura. Immediately Ulysses found himself standing up straighter, meeting with Bethany’s powerful gaze as she finally broke a satisfied smile. 

“Yeah, looks just like it.” He replied. Beth nodded her head and turned her gaze back to the cupcake. 

“Hmmm, I can understand the appeal. It’s absolutely picturesque.” Beth admired the dessert for a moment, chuckling slightly as a palpable tension built alongside the silence. Then, as Ulysses was scrambling for what to say next, Beth let her lower jaw sink, spreading wide her plush, pillowy lips as her gargantuan tongue came slithering out into view. The Lilliputian man watched, captivated, as the giantess pressed her tongue against the top of the cupcake, scraping a wide swath of frosting onto her tongue before it retreated back inside of her mouth. Ulysses nearly buckled at the knees as he watched a sea of rainbow colored sprinkles disappear into Beth’s mouth. When the massive blonde immediately swallowed without any ounce of hesitation, for a single, hazy moment, Ulysses believed that there was a very real chance that Maisie was now on her way down into Bethany’s stomach. 

“Jesus Christ.” Ulysses said quietly, much to Beth’s delight.

“Mmmmmmmm, delicious…” The giant woman lowered the cupcake from her lips, inspecting it closely. Her lips twisted into a pouty frown as she saw the slimy, drool covered trail her tongue had left behind. She turned the cupcake to show the damage to Ulysses. “Oh, sorry Ulysses. It seems that I ate your little friend by mistake. How horribly rude.” 

“Oh… uh, don’t worry about that. I’m sure she didn’t mind. It looked delicious. We should all be so lucky.” Ulysses said, still imagining his highschool crush traveling into the dark depths of Bethany’s body. He was lying, partially at least. During his brief catch up with Maisie at the party, she had marveled at his interactions with so many different Gulliverians, commenting about how the very idea of being near a Gulliverian made her skin crawl. Ulysses had no doubt that Maise would perish from sheer fright at the sight of Bethany, especially upon finding herself trapped on the Goddess’ mighty tongue. However, he truly did believe that it would be a stroke of good fortune to find one’s self anywhere near Beth’s mouth. 

“I’m glad you think so. It was delicious. But I can’t help but notice that you haven’t enjoyed any of your cupcake. Is there something wrong with it?” Beth asked, gently prodding Ulysses with her pinky. 

“No, no. It’s just a bit… big, is all. I wouldn’t want it to go to waste.” Bethany nodded her head in contemplative understanding. 

“Oh, well how thoughtful of you. Maybe you’d like to share instead?” She asked, her voice taking on that same sultry, flirty tone that she had been wielding earlier. Ulysses gulped nervously, staring up at her gorgeous face. He didn’t have an exceptional understanding of women in general, especially women who could swallow him whole without a second thought, but it was hard to think that this was anything but outright flirting. 

“Yes please!” He blurted out loudly. Before he could consider the consequences of his outburst, Bethany licked the tip of her index finger and slammed it into Ulysses body, adhering him to its surface as she whisked him away. By the time that Ulysses was able to get the next good look at his surroundings, he was standing atop Beth’s cupcake, directly in the center of the pathway carved through the frosting by her enormous tongue. Falling to his back staring up into the smiling face of his English professor as she licked her lips eagerly. 

“Down the hatch…” She said seductively, shutting her eyes and bringing the cupcake to her lips. Ulysses was unsure of where he stood in Beth’s life right now. He had hoped and believed himself to be something of a lover for the titanic Goddess. The logical part of his brain knew this to be some sort of fetish driven fantasy game for the both of them. However, he couldn’t shake the notion that within the next two minutes that he would be inside Bethany’s stomach, nothing more than a snack for the one woman on the face of the planet that he would willingly submit himself to that fate for. “Goodbye Ulysses.”

A long shadow stretched out above the Lilliput’s head as Bethany moved a large mass of the cupcake into her mouth. Her warm breath rolled out over him, the overwhelming stink of sugar and vanilla worming into his nostrils. The miniature man shut his eyes, embracing whatever fate his goddess deemed fit for him. He felt the rush of air as the giantess gently exhaled as her mouth closed down around the bite. 

Bethany closed her eyes as she slowly began to chew the spongy cake. Her massive tongue pushed its way through the slurry of chocolate and saliva, searching desperately for a small, Lilliputian sized bit of resistance that she could toy with. When she came up lacking, Beth gave a disappointed sigh before swallowing the sweet treat. Obviously she never had any intention of ever letting Ulysses inside her mouth with any food, but as she began getting carried away with her little fantasy, she had hoped to find a nice Ulysses sized sprinkle to send down into her belly. 

Both Beth and Ulysses opened their eyes to meet each other’s gaze. The larger of the pair grinned smugly as the smaller carefully slid backwards from the bite shaped cliff mere inches from his feet. The giantess made a point of showing the contents of her mouth to the tiny man, allowing him to see that nothing remained of the bite that very well could have carried his miniscule body. 

“I hope we’re on the same page now, about the other girls you like. They don’t get to intrude on my time with you. Got it?” She asked, baring her teeth playfully. However, instead of rolling over and playing the role of a devout worshiper like she was accustomed to, Ulysses stood his ground and pointed a finger at the giantess. 

“Now let me make something perfectly clear here…” He said firmly, speaking loudly, but not shouting. For a moment, Bethany could’ve sworn he was getting bigger swelling to a stature more appropriate for the authority he commanded in that moment. “If you want to swallow me up whole, there’s nothing I can do to stop you. And this is your house, so you make the rules. So if I can’t say another woman’s name, then never will those words pass my lips. But don’t you ever accuse me of having eyes for anyone else. Maisie’s a nice girl, but I’ll tell you what I told her when I turned her down that night. I belong to Bethany.”

The giantess felt a shiver run down her spine. This little thing had no fucking clue how well he was pushing her buttons. Speaking to her like a real fucking man, setting her straight while simultaneously surrendering himself to her. And all of the while feeding her ego and putting her petty jealousy to bed? Jesus Christ, if she were to drop him down her panties right now, he might actually fucking drown. Bethany bit her lip as she cocked her head to the side. Carefully she plucked Ulysses off of the cupcake and tossed it aside, setting the small man down on the bartop of her pool house. She stared down at him with wide doe eyes, remainins perfectly silent for a long moment before leaning down and planting a massive kiss on his tiny body. 

It was difficult to explain how, but Ulysses knew this kiss to be different  from the many he had received from his immense Goddess in the past. She wasn’t just kissing his tiny body, but rather she was kissing him. And he was eager to kiss her back. Making out with a Gulliverian was a significantly different experience than doing so with one of his own kind. The small statured man was using both arms to desperately grab ahold of the woman’s massive, pillowy lips while moving his head around to kiss anything he could get his lips on, including the massive, slimy tongue that occasionally popped out to press against him. While it was a noticeable different experience for the active participants of the endeavor, the end result was usually the same; Ulysses, covered in saliva and staring up into the sky with a wide toothy grin stuck to his face. 

“After tonight, there’ll be no question about who you belong to. I can promise you that, young man.” She said in a soft whisper, before withdrawing her face. She smirked down at the tiny man lying dazed and befuddled in a small pool of her saliva. Unsurprisingly, Ulysses was sporting a very obvious erection as his chest heaved up and down. With thoughts of her tiny lover's other, insignificant crushes pushed from her mind, Bethany was ready to show just how much she was willing to do to satisfy her role as the loving Goddess. “Now, how about we move this along. I could do with a little bit of worship.” She said coyly, using her pinky to gently stroke Ulysses cock through his pants. 

“Yes… please. That sounds… amazing.” Ulysses huffed into his microphone, trying not to blow his load. It didn’t take much when dealing with a woman like Beth and goddamn was she dialing up the intensity this time. The giantess let out a cute giggle as she reached down and plucked Ulysses from the bar and whisked him over to the lounging chair on the other side of the pool. She made sure to place Ulysses down at the foot of the seat before she sat down, allowing him a brief peek underneath her dress as she spun and slowly lowered herself onto the seat. The Lilliputian stood patiently on the foot of the chair, awaiting his Goddess’ command. Bethany cocked her head before sliding her sandals off of her feet and placing her bare soles between the two of them. 

“Could I ask you for a foot rub?” She asked sweetly, wiggling her large toes in Ulysses direction. Since the line of sight between them was obstructed by her feet, the titanic blonde didn’t realize that Ulysses had already covered more than half of the distance between them before she managed to ask her follow up. “It’s warm out and they’re a bit sweaty. Do you mind?”

Before she received any response, she could feel Ulysses tiny hands working against the warm soles of her feet. The feet she had been standing on all day. Hours worth of dirt and sweat, working into a pair of sandals that she’d had for years. All of that filth now caked onto the bottom of her feet. Yet here he was, obediently massaging the sensitive flesh like it was his job. 

“I’ll never mind, Beth. Never. And even if I did, you never need to ask anything of me. Just say the word and I’ll do it. No matter what.” Ulysses pushed with all of his strength against the taught skin on the underside of his lover’s foot. One thing he had learned from his first encounter with the giants was that it took concerted effort from someone like him to even register to their kind. So he didn’t have the luxury of coasting his way through any given encounter with Beth if wanted to avoid disappointing her. Thankfully, in the time between leaving the Bloomfield residence and arring back, the eager student of life did not rest on his laurels. After hearing about his escapades, Jenna, curious type that she was, eagerly obliged in helping him build up his endurance. Now, his arms were much slower to tire. 

“Is that so? Alright then…” Beth’s voice trailed off as she bit her lip with anticipation. “Then lick.” No sooner did the words slide from her lips did she then feel the unmistakable sensation of a human tongue dragging across the sole of her foot. Like an obedient pet, Ulysses surrendered to his orders, closing his eyes as he dragged his tongue slowly across the Giantess’ foot, moving around to ensure he covered as much surface area as he could. “That’s right. That’s my little man. Licking my feet. Ahhhhh, it feels so fucking good.” She cooed, flexing her toes as she rotated her feet in a way that Ulysses would have access to them without needing to scale the full height of her soles. 

“That makes me happy.” Ulysses said between kisses, stopping only briefly to collect his breath before returning to the labor of filling his mouth with the sweet, acrid taste of Bethany’s skin. “All I want is to please you.”

“Mmmmmm, you please me to no end, Ulysses.” The giantess let out a soft moan as she shut her eyes and laid her head back. Hearing the sounds of true pleasure coming from his Goddess filled the horny Lilliput with a level of resolve that would prove difficult to break even under the most trying of circumstances. As Beth felt the licking and massaging shift to the underside of her toes, her mind drifted back to the weeks that had passed since she last had little Ulysses inside of her. 

No amount of rumination on the subject seemed to provide Bethany with any amount of understanding as to how she became so enthralled to the charms of a man who could easily fit inside her tightest pair of heels. But she desperately wanted to please him, she wanted it so very, very badly. And these last few weeks, knowing he was off campus, socializing with old friends, meeting their new romances and telling stories of the new places they’ve seen, things they’ve done, Beth felt saddened by it all. 

“Sweetheart?” She said softly, feeling the dedicated lapping beneath her toes come to a sudden stop. Ulysses froze in place, his heart beating a thousand times per second as he came to the assumption that Samuel had suddenly come home. He had no idea which scared him more; the thought that Samuel had returned to find an unexpected visitor in his home, servicing his wife. Or that Samuel had been expecting him here and had come home to play. However, as Bethany’s toes slowly squeezed around him, her serene voice soothed his anxious mind. “Ulysses?”

“Me?” He asked, confused. 

“Yes, sweetheart. Unless, you’d prefer that I don’t call you that? It’s okay if not.”

“No! No it’s not that, I just didn’t… sorry. I didn’t realize. But… I like it.” He replied, smiling as he buried his face into the soft, warm folds of her toes as he kissed her salty skin. Beth smiled at his affection. She knew that he worshiped her, but it was still unnerving to put herself out there like that and it felt really nice to receive that validation back. 

“Do you think… do you think you would’ve brought me home?” There was a long, hefty pause where they both sat with the weight of the question before Beth began to clarify. “I mean, if I wasn’t your Professor and I wasn’t married… If not for all the stigma, would you have brought me with you? Back home?”

Ulysses sat with the question for a moment. He hadn’t really considered it before. Logistics aside, he obviously would’ve loved to show off a Goddess like Beth to his friends and family. And were it not for the fact that she was a married woman, his folks would’ve been thrilled to see him wind up with such a stunning beauty. Well, his father would, at least. His mom might’ve been a bit wary about the age gap, but not so much as to be immune to Beth’s overwhelmingly charming aura. 

“In a heartbeat. Without a second thought. Absolutely.” Ulysses gripped her toe as he realized how pleonastic he was being. “I… I would be honored to tell the whole world about you.”

Beth smiled as she gripped her toes around Ulysses body and clapped her feet together, sandwiching him between all ten toes. The tiny man was left motionless, staring up at the giantess’ massive giggling face. 

“I’m going to hold you to that little one. Next time that Tommy Versotti throws one of his little bonfire parties, you’re bringing me with you.” Ulysses didn’t know how serious she was, but the idea alone was enough to get him even more excited. Beth continued, staring wistfully at the sky as she daydreamed about this romantic little date of theirs. “ Drinking like a college student again. Sitting around the fire on my boyfriend’s lap. God that would be so fucking fun.” Ulysses was stunned. Was she referring to him? Or was she just being nostalgic, her mind filled with memories of late nights with Samuel. Beth let out a long sigh and looked to the little man in her toes. “You wouldn’t mind me sitting on your lap, would you?” 

Ulysses scoffed and tried to wiggle his toes free from Beth’s mildly sweaty digits. “Psh, I’d kill to have you sitting on my lap.” Bethany laughed loudly and shook her head. 

“Heh, you know, I’d be like a goddamn monster to your people, right? If I sat on your lap, your whole graduating class would wind up in the crack of my ass.” She joked, not realizing that the imagery she had just created was too much for Ulysses to handle. The small Lilliput let out a strained grunt, his body slowly being jostled between Bethany’s feet as he imagined all the other Lilliputians he graduated high school with, all disappearing into the chasm of Beth’s perfect ass. Despite his efforts on trying to enhance his willpower, the mental picture of the senior cheer squad slipping behind the veil of the Goddess’ slender thong was just too overwhelming for him, leaving him with a shameful mess in his pants. 

“Uuunnggooooohhhhhhhfffffuuuuccckkkk me.” He wheezed as his body twitched against Beth’s sweaty feet, each involuntary spasm coaxing out another spurt of cum into his jeans. 

“Did you just cum?” Beth asked, her voice particularly void of any amount of emotional distinction. Immediately Ulysses was overwhelmed with shame and embarrassment, hanging his head to avoid the giantess’ gaze. He wished more than anything that she could just shrink down even further, turning himself into nothing more than a mote of dust between the wrinkles of her feet. It’s more than he would deserve. 

“Tsk, sweetie, don’t you worry about that. You know damn well that I love a man with plenty of love to share.” She leaned forward as her feet fell away from Ulysses' body. The miniature man dropped onto the textured fabric of the chair as Beth’s legs disappeared from view and she repositioned onto her stomach. Ulysses didn’t want to meet her gaze, his guilt overwhelming his mind in the absence of intense arousal. However, he didn’t want to disappoint her further and so, raising his gaze, the tiny man was treated to an excellent peek down her dress before her finger lifted his chin and forced him to meet her gaze. “Now, was talking about your classmates under my butt a bit too much for you?”

“Yes, ma’am.” He replied softly. Bethany purred gently as she stroked his hair with her finger. 

“Take off your pants. And your shirt. You’re not going to need them tonight.” Beth commanded, grinning eagerly as she watched the tiny man strip down to his birthday suit. She could understand the embarrassment he was feeling right now. There wasn’t a man on earth who enjoyed the feeling of coming before the main event. But she could hardly hold it against the poor boy. She’d been teasing him for the better part of an hour with no rest and then she put the image of buttcrushing his childhood home in his head. It was no surprise that he blew his load without his own consent. The question now was, how long was it going to take for him to get it back. 

“New rule, starting right now, you keep your hands off that pretty cock of yours. Break my rule and you spend the rest of the evening in my belly. Got it?” Ulysses nodded his head silently. The smile that Beth gave him went a little ways toward calming his nerves, but the idea of starting in on her game made him feel a bit nervous. It didn’t seem out of the realm of possibility that she might actually swallow him tonight. 

“You like my butt, don’t you?” She asked, biting her lip playfully as she stared down at him. Ulysses stared back, noticing out of his periphery that Beth’s big bum had risen into the air and was slowly wiggling back and forth. 

“I… yes. Of course. I love your butt, Beth.” He admitted. It was hardly a stunning revelation. They both knew that he spent more time fantasizing about it than any other part of her divine anatomy. 

“Hmmmm, how much I wonder…” Her words rolled slowly from her mouth. There was still a strong scent of chocolate and sugar hanging on her breath form the cupcake she had devoured. 

“I mean, it’s hard to quantify. I’d… I’d spend all-”

“Eight hundred and thirty six.” Beth interrupted, much to Ulysses’ confusion. When the tiny man failed to produce a response, Beth began to elaborate. “That’s the cost of a custom made office chair that I looked into investing in. An office chair that would provide a small space right in the center of the chair. A space big enough for someone like you to fit comfortably.” Ulysses sat, dumbfounded by the realization of what she was talking about. 

“Well, maybe not comfortably. It comes with some different options, but the baseline is just a small little cubby for someone… someone like you, to lie face up in the seat, under my ass, but with enough space to avoid any real discomfort.” Beth let her words hang in the air for a moment, but her eyes flicked down to Ulysses, miniature pecker. Despite her immense stature, she could already see the little flagpole returning to nearly full mast. Ulysses is a smart boy, clearly he understood what she was saying. “So I ask again, how much do you love my butt? Enough to spend your days underneath me?”

Ulysses opened his mouth, but words failed him at the moment. 

“Don’t answer me yet. I want you to really think about it. Because I have… thought about it, I mean.” Bethany’s eyes suddenly narrowed and her voice took on a more serious tone. “I’ve really thought about it. I’d have you drop out of classes. For just a semester at first. But you’d spend your weekdays with me, in my office, stuck inside my chair. Trapped… under… my… butt.” Beth was whispering by this point, her hot breath only feeding into Ulysses’ mounting arousal. 

“I wouldn’t be able to talk to you much while you’re my chair, you know. I’d strap you into place but from then until six o’clock, you’re only company is my ass. People would be coming in for my office hours. Pretty young girls. Girls who would probably give you the ride of your life if they got the opportunity to know you. But you wouldn’t get the chance. Because the only company you’d have… would be me and my big, soft, bum.” Ulysse gulped as his hand instinctively began to reach for his cock. This conversation almost didn’t seem like real life anymore. How was this his life?

“DON’T…” He froze in place, staring terrified up at his enormous goddess. “Don’t touch that fucking cock.” She reiterated, reminding him of his promise. He nodded his head slowly, resisting the throbbing pain in his dick. 

“Outside of class hours, your life would be yours. You could keep living with Jenna. Or I could put you up here. But for those ten hours during the day, you would be mine. My seat. Your only purpose, to support and worship my ass, all day, every day. So, with all that in mind. How much do you love my butt?” She smirked as she watched Ulysses continue to fight the urge to masturbate. 

“Beth…” Ulysses spoke slowly, carefully, making sure to retain focus on controlling his inflamed libido. His voice was low and determined and when he raised his head to meet Beth’s, a cold shiver ran down her spine. “Stick out your tongue.” The giantess’ face lit up with glee as she did as she was ordered, letting her massive muscular tongue to come sprawling out of her mouth. Ulysses stepped forward, his shins bumping up against the slimy organ as Bethany’s hot, damp breath washed over him. Defiant as he had ever been and with images of Bethany’s giant, unforgiving ass looming overtop of him, Ulysses took hold of his swollen cock and began to slowly stroke it. Thankfully he was a young man with plenty of motivation before him, so it didn’t take long for the Lilliput to unleash several spurts of lust onto the surface of Beth’s giant tongue. 

The giantess looked down the bridge of her nose as her tiny lover jerked off, against her instruction, right onto her tongue. When he was done, Ulysses placed his hands on his hips and looked back into her eyes, giving her a wide smile. 

“That’s how much I love your butt. I’d spend every day of the rest of my life stuck under your perfect ass and love every goddamn second of it. But be warned, tease me too much and I’ll be dropping so many loads on your tongue that it’ll put Samuel to shame.” Ulysses said confidently, maintaining eye contact with Beth as her tongue retreated into her mouth. 

“That’s big talk, little one. I have no interest in a man who can’t back up his words with action.” Beth said teasingly. However, after a brief pause, the giantess' face shifted before she lurched forward and pinned Ulysses to the chair with her tongue. After giving her tiny companion a long lick, Beth scooched forward and rolled onto her side so that Ulysses was lying directly under her chest. 

“Do you know what I like about you, Ulysses?” She asked, rhetorically, but the small man felt empowered to answer all the same. 

“My quick wit, literary mind, and above average sized tongue?” He replied breathlessly as he laid on his back. Bethany chuckled, but continued towards her point. 

“I like that you seem driven to do anything for me.” She let out a heavy sigh as her index finger gently began to caress his bare chest. “You’re attracted to me, my body, I get that. You’ll lick my feet, kiss my ass, indulge all of my…selfish fantasies. Sure.” Her enormous smile began to fade as her voice softened. “But it’s more than that. You make me feel secure when I have no right to feel jealous. You obliged a frankly insane request, from a downright stranger. Putting yourself in very real danger as a birthday present for a man you’ve never even met.”

Ulysses’ own smile diminished after hearing that statement. It felt…deceitful. However, almost as if she had sensed his sudden shift in spirit, Beth continued. “But it wasn’t actually for him, was it? You never had any interest in the two of us as a pair. You endured unimaginable discomfort, worshiped the cock and balls of another man… for me. Because I wanted it.” Beth let out another sigh before rolling back onto her stomach, landing Ulysses in the valley between her enormous tits. “That’s what I love about you.”

“I’d do anything for you Beth. Anything at all.” Ulysses said, wiggling his way out of Beth’s tits, at least enough to get on his feet again. “I know I say it alot, but I fucking worship you. And that’s no exaggeration. If you wanted to sew me into the seat of your chair for real, I’d drop out of school right this goddamn second. Anything you want, I’ll do it. I’ll do it for you.”

Beth sat up in her seat, scooting her behind back into the seat and spreading her legs so that Ulysses was staring right up her dress. Ulysses half expected the giant woman’s feet to reappear before him, but her legs remained planted on either side of the seat. He could see the outline of the giantess’ massive pussy pushing on the bounds of her panties before they slipped down and disappeared into the crack of her gigantic ass. 

“Alright then. Well, I’ve got a whole dresser drawer full of toys upstairs that my husband and I both use.” Samuel felt a lump in his throat upon hearing mention of Samuel. Memories of tidal waves of cum and incarceration beneath a foreskin breached his mind. “So, if you want to be my favorite new toy, then you’re going to have to get over here and prove your worth. If you want to be all mine, then I suggest that you make me cum so hard that I get too jealous to share you with anyone else.”

The giantess hiked up her sundress and hooked a finger into her underwear, pulling them aside enough for Ulysses to see her drooling pussy and puckered asshole. With her free hand, Beth began to gently massage her labia as she watched Ulysses begin to slowly walk towards her. “You’re on the clock now little man. One way or another, I’m adding you to my sextoy collection. Question is, are you going to be mine? Or ours?”