Micro Studios
patreon
Giantess Seduction
🕑 Added 2023-01-23 17:00:30 +0000 UTCFinally, someone found me! You rejoiced with a strong dose of relief after hours of climbing to reach the top of this stand. You'd gone through all the labor of climbing this damned thing because you knew that if you'd stayed on the ground your chances of being found were a lot lower than your chances of being stepped on, were glad to see your efforts were not wasted as closed in on you. Her footsteps crunched the ground below with explosive power, the sound and vibrations from each step were terrifying but not as terrifying as the look in her eyes.
You couldn't quite figure out why her look was so disturbing, it should had been a pleasant feeling that coursed your body because even if you couldn't fully decipher her intent, the look was a seductive look of lust, to say the least. It was a look that a lifetime of being a man had taught you meant you were the object of the woman's desire... 'object' you echoed in your mind as the pieces came together. She didn't see you as a tiny person that needed saving, she saw you as something far more sexual in nature, something to be possessed for her pleasure rather than an individual with any notion of choice.
It hadn't always been this way, at the beginning of the shrinking virus' lifespan the tiny victims were seen as the victims they were and were often cared for, in the rare instances that a tiny would be found rather than accidentally crushed or discarded. There was struggle for the tiny's back then as there is now but at least when they were found they were treated with shreds of dignity. That dignity had become harder and harder to find as the society of giantess women evolved and adapted to the new reality of life in selfish ways. Tiny's had become playthings, objects of entertainment, and recipients of cruelty for the brief laughs or pleasures of the giantess women. Life as a tiny had become all the more difficult as the women who could once be seen as saviors gradually turned into yet another apex predator that the tinies needed to navigate. Things though changed again over time. As tinies were rounded up, collected, and erased in record numbers they had become more rare to find. Partly due to the tinies becoming better at hiding but largely due to the depressing fact that there was just barely any left. Tiny men had become an endangered species which one might think would cause the giantess women to rethink their treatment of the little men and in a way they did, but not necessarily for the better.
Now tiny men were seen more as a rare delicacy than a commodity for self-indulgence. The narrative around them had shifted and tinies were no longer treated with neglect and torture, thank god, but were instead used like priceless sex toys. Tinies were finally being appreciated but not for who they were, only for the purpose they could serve. Tinies were considered the ultimate aphrodisiac and over the years the stories had turned into a form of modern myth, a myth that every giantess seemed to believe without question. See, they thought that in order for the tiny to "work" you had to get his hormones going, you had to seduce him and pleasure him and give him sexual pleasure because the more aroused he would be the stronger his pheromones would be and those pheromones were what gave the tinies their drug-like properties to bring any woman to the precipice of orgasmic climax.
You had no idea if any of that held even an ounce of truth but what you did know was that the area you had been lost in, through an earlier misadventure, was too dangerous to try and survive alone. You had to take the risk and hoped that whoever found you would be kind.
The giantess didn't say a word, why would she talk to a 'thing'? she simply walked towards you with intent before getting right to work. She was not shy. Leaning forward she gave you a full look at her massive cleavage and enormous full breasts. You could only imagine how nice they looked for a normal-sized person because, from your relative perspective, they were mountains of buoyant flesh with the ability to draw all of your attention. You knew you should have been screaming for help or waving your arms but you also knew she would not hear you or care, you knew the unspoken contract between you and the giantess was that she would give you shelter and protection as her property and you would be her personal source of pleasure and you knew that you had no choice in the matter.
You tried to look away and resist the seduction of the giantess, pride demanded that you be more than what she expects, that you rebel against your new role and show that you won't be aroused just because she wants you to... you tried... but her motions were mesmerizing, she moved like liquid made flesh. Her curves were perfect and her body called to you. You hated her and all of her kind for what they did to people like you but the icewall of hate around your heart was melting quickly with the heat of desire. You were hard now, fully erect and throbbing at the goddess before you. She noticed before you had and decided that your erection was a signal to push the seduction further. She placed her hands at either side of her breasts and pushed them together, leaning closer to you as she did so you could see all of it up close. A tinge of horror jumped up your spine as the compacting power of her breasts reminded you of the smothering fate you'd seen other tinies succumb to between breasts of a giantess, but it did not last long as her seduction drew you back to the moment and out of your own thoughts. You barely had thoughts now, you were truly charmed to as close as the word's definition as you could imagine. You just stared like a mindless oaf with a raging erection and even a small amount of drool pooling up at the side of your gaping maw. She had you now and you knew it, you were powerless against her allure.
She knew this too, it seemed. She gently plucked you up from your platform before carefully placing you between her breasts, it was warm, so warm. Realization of where you were snapped you out of your almost trance-like state and filled you with a dread panic. You could see her hands placing themselves on each side of her breasts again and you knew what she was about to do. "NO NO NO" you tried to scream but soft breast flesh smothered your mouth and muffled your screams. Then the pressure hit as she pressed her breasts together over and over, the pressure was intense but luckily not enough to kill you or even hurt you. It seemed this giantess knew what she was doing because as the panic subsided you realized that her breasts were squeezing together around your throbbing erection. It felt....it felt.... "ooooh" you moaned into the skin that muffled your sounds. "ooooooh my gaw...awd....god" you let out with pleasure as she continued her bombardment of bliss and then, earlier than you would have liked, you ejaculated all over the inside of her heaving cleavage. You came longer than you'd expected as she continued to heave her breasts around your cock, now as a slightly different and gradually slowing pace that indicated she felt you finish.
The myths must had been true because up above you could hear the suppressed moans of the giantess, they would had been silent if not for the fact that you could feel her sounds reverberating through her chest, you felt her moans. You then felt her body gyrate ever so subtly and knew that the pleasure she was feeling right now, the silent orgasm her was experiencing was genuine. Without a word she turned and marched towards the quickest route that would get her home, she had just gotten a taste of what you could give her and she wanted more.
