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Description: Paris, her eyes gleaming with mischief and lust, takes the shrunken couple between her fingertips, their tiny bodies squirming as she places them in her ample cleavage, their minuscule limbs tickling her soft skin. She giggles, a low, sultry sound, as she moves them down to her arched feet, letting them explore the curves and crevices there. Her grin widens and the couple looks like specs of dust against her skin.
Her playfulness takes a darker turn as she picks them up again and, with a swift movement, drops them into the depths of her ass. Paris's breath hitches, a shiver of pleasure coursing through her.
Finally, she retrieves them, their bodies now slick and glistening. She lies back, her hair spreading out like a dark halo around her. She places them on her clit, their struggles sending waves of sensation through her. She grinds against them, her hips undulating as she uses their tiny bodies to bring herself to climax. Her moans fill the air, a symphony of her own making, as she reaches the peak of her pleasure, her body tensing and releasing in a powerful orgasm.
Keywords Paris Love, Media Impact, Feet, Ass, Sex Toy, Handheld, Kissing, Cleavage, Booty, Erotic, Shrinking
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Description: Jim's mind was a whirlwind of plans, each one a delicate petal in the bouquet of an anniversary surprise he was arranging for Sushii. However, Sushii, her heart having been shattered too many times by deceitful lovers, was a garden of suspicions and anxieties. She watched Jim's covert maneuvers, her breath hitching in her throat, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest.
When Jim returned home, Sushii confronted him, her eyes blazing like embers, her voice a thunderclap. "What are you hiding?" she demanded, her body trembling like a leaf in a storm. Jim, trying to keep the surprise intact, hesitated, his words stumbling like he was learning to walk. "It's nothing, you're overreacting," he said, his voice barely a whisper.
Sushii, a volcano of emotions, erupted. "I don't believe you!" she cried, her voice echoing like a battle cry. "I've hired an investigator. Tell me the truth now, or he will!"
Before Jim could finish his sentence, Sushii's anger morphed into a dark power. She shrank him until he was no taller than a matchstick. He stood before her bare feet, her toes wiggling like earthworms. She plucked him up, her fingers a cage around him. "I'm going to eat you," she declared, her voice a sinister lullaby. She dangled him over her mouth, a dark chasm of dread, then plunged him inside. He was enveloped in warmth and darkness, her tongue a slippery serpent sliding against him. After an eternity, she spat him out, her eyes gleaming with a new intent. "No, stomping you like a bug would be more satisfying," she mused, ...
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Description: Scene 1: Cali, draped in luxurious white or pink silk pajamas, reclines in her bed, absently scrolling through her phone. The sudden buzz of a text from her boyfriend jolts her from her distraction. His words, cold and distant, spell out their breakup. Her eyes widen, and she begins to unravel, her voice trembling with disbelief. "We're meant to be together forever," she cries, her emotions spiraling. "This can't be happening!" As she pours out her heart, she begins to glow, her form stretching and growing until she's over a foot taller, entirely unaware of her transformation.
Scene 2: Cali, now a towering 10 feet tall, saunters through the bustling mall, her height drawing stares, but she's oblivious to the commotion she causes. Suddenly, she freezes, her eyes locking on her ex. His jaw drops as he cranes his neck to look up at her. She pays no mind to his shock, instead launching into a desperate plea. "We're meant to be together," she insists, her voice echoing through the mall. "You'll never get away from me." When he stammers about her size, she waves him off, as if he's the one who's crazy.
Scene 3: The scene opens in the quiet of her ex's home. Suddenly, a rumbling echoes through the house, and the garage door creaks open, revealing Cali's massive eye peering through the door frame. She grins, her voice booming, "Hey there, I was just in the neighborhood." She tilts her head, feigning ignorance at his terror. "Why do you look so scared?" she asks, beckoning him to come outside. Her face fills the door frame as s...
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Description: Scene 1: The traveler, dubbed so by Vonka, steps into the apartment, enveloped by the warm, inviting scent of sandalwood and vanilla. Vonka, his host, welcomes him with a smile that seems to dance on the edge of mystery. They settle onto plush, velvet chairs, ready to discuss the peculiarities of their potential contract. Vonka introduces herself, her voice a low, sultry purr that seems to caress the very air. She explains her business, a unique service that straddles the line between the real and the surreal. She is a succubus, a creature of dreams and desires, who can step into her clients' nighttime worlds and enact their most intimate fantasies. In exchange, she is paid handsomely, not just in coin, but in talents, in youth, in lifespans that extend beyond natural borders. She mentions, as casually as one might comment on the weather, that she has been operating this business for over half a millennium, a testament to her success and skill. She inquires if the traveler has put his desires to paper, and he hands her a paper. Her eyes, which seem to shimmer like a tropical sea, scan the words quickly. A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth, and she nods, "I see why you need the services of a succubus."
Scene 2: Vonka has shed her jacket, revealing a tank top that clings to her like a second skin. She hands the traveler a contract, A Digital version of the ancient scrolls. She thanks him for choosing her, her voice a soft hum that seems to vibrate through the air. She explains the intricacies of the contract: she will...
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Description: The scene opens with me standing in an ordinary room, feeling my usual stature. She enters with an air of authority, her hands confidently resting on her hips. Her eyes glint mischievously as she addresses me with a playful scolding.
Umm, excuse me? Who gave you permission to tower over like that? When you signed that contract last night, you must have missed the fine print: you're destined to be my little plaything forever. This isn't just a fleeting encounter. If you ever find yourself growing taller than my ankle, you better seek me out so I can mock you back to your rightful size. That's right, you little tease. Shrink for Step-mama.
Her words are like incantations, each one laden with a potent mix of teasing and authority, triggering a transformation within me. Gradually, I diminish, my perspective altering with every taunt. First, I find myself at the level of her chest, then her waist, until finally, I'm gazing up from the floor, utterly dwarfed by her presence.
She delights in this power, guiding me through her provocative instructions while continuing her verbal onslaught. Slowly, she strips down, revealing her form in stages, each more tantalizing than the last. Her feet are poised and alluring, her curves accentuated by her commanding stance, her lips, are inviting and full of promise, and finally, her breasts—an awe-inspiring sight that looms like majestic hills.
As I succumb to her ministrations, she holds me in her cleavage, a reminder of my place and my surrender to her whims. Her voice, both soothing and ...
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Description: Mia Hope and Sushii Xhyvette had grown weary of the incessant trolling they faced online. Deciding to take matters into their own hands, they approached you with a mischievous glint in their eyes. As they leaned in and their lips met yours, a peculiar sensation swept over you, and you found yourself suddenly reduced to a mere 4 feet in height. With playful laughter, they teasingly flaunted their curves, their bosoms tantalizingly close. Another kiss followed, and once again, you shrank, this time to just 2 feet tall. They continued their teasing, this time with their hips swaying provocatively, enveloping you in their playful charm.
A final kiss brought about an extraordinary transformation, leaving you a mere 6 inches tall, your perspective now drastically altered. Their teasing continued, now with their feet and playful touches, using your diminutive form for their amusement. Once satisfied, they gently placed you inside a birdcage, a whimsical prison where you awaited their next playful encounter.
Keywords Mia Hope, Sushii Xhyvette, Shrinking, Erotic, Hand Held, Feet, Kissing, Cleavage, Media Impact, Ass, Bird Cage, Sex Toy
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Description: Sahrye, my girlfriend, had just returned home, her feet freshly pampered from a luxurious pedicure. She was a vision, clad in nothing but a crimson bra and matching panties, her skin still glowing from the day's indulgence. There was a certain spark in her eyes, a sign that she had something weighty on her mind.
There's something we need to talk about, she began, her voice a soft, serious purr. My stomach flipped, unsure of what was to come. She explained that while I was at work, she had stumbled upon something unexpected on my computer. A collection of giantess videos, hidden away in a forgotten folder. But that wasn't all. She had also found pictures of her own feet, snapped candidly while she was away.
I felt a flush of embarrassment, but Sahrye just smiled, her eyes never leaving mine. I want to please you, she said, her voice a low, sultry hum. I want to try it out.
A shiver ran down my spine as she confessed to slipping a potion into my lunch, a concoction that began to take effect, shrinking me down to the size of a doll. I tried to run, but she was too quick, her giant hands scooping me up with ease. She brought me to her face, her breath hot on my skin.
How do you like my giant fingers wrapped around your body? she murmured, her voice a playful growl. She kissed me, her lips soft and warm, her finger tracing the line of my crotch. She smiled, feeling my cock harden beneath her touch. With a swift tug, she pulled my pants off, her fingers stroking me with a skill that left me breathless.
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Description: Lydia Vengeance keeps you confined in a delicate little birdcage, a gilded prison that hangs in her lavishly decorated room. When she decides it's time to entertain herself, she opens the cage and gently retrieves you, her fingers curling around your doll-sized body with a mix of possessiveness and amusement. Her towering figure looms above, adorned with sky-high stilettos, voluptuous curves, and an air of dominance that makes your heart race. She delights in teasing you, her voice a sultry melody as she lists all the ways she can manipulate and enjoy her tiny captive.
With a mischievous smile, Lydia raises the cage and liberates you, cradling you seductively in her hands. Her words paint a vivid picture of your future—a life of servitude that could be eased with small privileges if you succeed in keeping her entertained. She uses you as a tool for her own pleasure, demanding your adoration of her shoes, the glossy leather reflecting your diminutive reflection. The threat of being crushed beneath her heel hangs in the air, a constant reminder of your precarious situation.
Once she has indulged in her playful torment, Lydia places you back in the cage, your new abode for eternity. The bars close around you, the clinking sound echoing in the silence, sealing your fate in this ornate captivity.
Keywords Lydia Vengence, POV, Shrinking, Shrunken Man As Sex Toy, Hand Held, Giantess Ass, Heel Worship, Shoe Fetish, Cleavage ,Tiny Person Kept In Cage, Hd
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Description: Skye Blue serves as a representative for a company assigned the unusual task of clearing out mini cities. Her approach is multifaceted and unconventional, involving methods such as crushing buildings underfoot and utilizing vore—a process where she consumes tiny inhabitants. There’s an air of provocative playfulness as she generates a slight sexual tension, pressing structures against her crotch with deliberate intent. When it comes to the tiny inhabitants, she has a particular penchant for them, sometimes consuming them or tucking them away within her cleavage or nestled against her crotch. Despite the nature of her work, Skye maintains a strict professional appearance, keeping her business attire impeccably in place, even though there’s an undeniable urge within her to abandon the formalities and strip down.
Keywords Skye Blue, Mega Giantess, Crushing Cities, 2 Camera, Sound Fx, Business Suite, Black Flats And Skirt, Licking Up Micro People, Giantess, Cities Crushed With Flats, Media Impact, Cleavage, Eating Micro Sized People, Booms And Shakes, Giantess Vore
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