Sharkey’s Revenge

By Littletoy


I sat in the stupid plastic model house and waited. Ever since I had been shrunk and kidnapped by Angelo Sharkey, the owner of The Sharkey’s Machine Club, a high class strip joint. I wondered what was going to happen to me, even though I new full well I had been purchased with the idea of being a living mascot for Angelo’s enormous new mansion, nestled in the hills above LA. There were literally dozens of georgous women, all showgirls working at Sharkey’s club, prowling around the house at all hours and it was only a matter of time before I was presented to one of them by Angelo. He liked having beautiful young women around him and I think he liked the idea of having something to offer them that was unique. He never told me details about how he had reduced my size but from our conversations I deduced that it was a one time thing and that the shrinking process was a one way trip that could never be reversed.

Everything you could think of had been provided to me in my miniature house. Plumbing, TV, electricity, Internet. I gotta admit these mobster types sure go first class. I had it all with the exception of my old size. I was now a mere eight inches tall, a doll, a curio for big people to play with. Yet after a week of captivity I had met no one and nobody had been allowed into the room the dollhouse was in.

I had a phone, which Angelo had called me up on several times to explain the situation. I begged and pleaded to be released and restored, but Angelo said he couldn’t. He had purchased the contract on my life put out by don Fredo Castelluci, to whom I owed about 50 large as final payment a gambling debt I couldn’t pay fast enough. Angelo had promised Castelluci that I would never see the light of day again but didn’t actually tell him what he was having done to me.

Instead he had me drugged one night, then taken me to the experimental lab owned by some corporate big whig friends of his, where the procedure was completed successfully on myself, the first and only time it worked. I think Angelo paid them off in Lakers tickets. It looked like I would be the one and only shrunken man for the time being.

Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted by the phone ringing. I picked it up.

“It’s me, Angelo. I’m sending someone in to you. You had better behave because if I hear back from her that you were difficult I’ll have you cleaning out my garbage disposal, capice?.” Click. Shit. I need time to-

The sound of the door opening to the room. That had never happened before since the shrinking. I heard soft footfalls on the carpet outside my house. I got up and looked out the window and was shocked to see a giant brown eye peering in at me. I froze but it was too late. I had been seen. Suddenly the whole house shook from side to side, tipping over the furniture and otherwise creating a huge mess. I lurched for the front door and stumbled out onto the table my house sat on.

“Stop it!“ I cried.

“¿Qué es usted? ¿Usted es un hombre, sólo tan diminuto? ¡Usted es apenas una muñeca! ¡Una muñeca viva! ¡Amo esto, usted es tan mono! (What are you? You're a man, only so tiny? You're just a doll! A living doll! I love this, you are so cute!)”

I heard a booming female voice speaking excitedly in Spanish and I looked up and froze. There bending over me was a beautiful young women about 19 or 20 years of age with long , light brown hair. She looked to be about 5’4 with a killer, slender hard bod, covered up with cutoff jeans and a midriff halter. Her pert button nose was only a foot from my face, and her sweet breath washed over me as she examined me completely. She had delicate features, and spoke with a very slight Spanish accent. I had assumed at first hearing her that she was latina but after getting to know her better I found out she was actually from Spain and had emigrated to the US with her family as a little girl.

“Please young lady, you wrecked my house with your shaking!” The young woman looked unconcerned as she straightened back up and looked into the house window to survey the damage. Her mouth opened in amusement at the damage she caused, then she stood towering over me, my face even with her flat stomach.

“¡Ohhh! ¡Yo’m tan arrepentido! Yo no pensé al lío arriba su casa de muñecas pequeña. Hice’t piensa habría cualquiera adentro. La Angeloa apenas me dijo para entrarla y tomar el contenido con mí pero no romper nada. Ella estalla en a risitas. “I adivina que él lo significó, qué? ” (Ohhh! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to mess up your little dollhouse. I didn’t think there would be anyone inside. Angelo just told me to come in her and take the contents with me but not to break anything. She bursts in to giggles. “I guess he meant you, huh?)”

“Please miss, you have to help me get out of here. There’s some mistake. Now if you’ll just-“

“¡Ohhhhh! Usted debe estar solitario en aquí todo por usted mismo. Mi muñeca pequeña pobre. Ce’la Angelo mon, dijo yo no debo colgar fuera aquí demasiado largo. Soy Celia Almadovar, uno de los Sharkey’s modelos. ¿Lo tomaré yo con mí a mi habitación del huésped y nosotros podemos discurso, OK? (Ohhhhh! You must be lonely in here all by yourself. My poor little doll. C’mon, Angelo said I shouldn’t hang out here too long. I’m Celia Almadovar, one of Sharkey’s models. I’ll take you with me to my guest room and we can talk, OK?)” She smiles gently as she bends over again and reaches out for me with her long slender fingers half the length of my body.

“Wait! I’m NOT a little doll! I’m a man! You can’t just treat me like a doll! Its not fair! Let me go!”

¡“Awww, yo pienso que usted es sooo mono! Usted’re la cosa más adorable jamás. Sí usted’re MI muñeca ahora. La Angeloa dijo tan. Pienso que él quiso dármelo a mí primero como un gusto. ¿Isn’t ese dulce de él? El quiso que mí vieralo primero antes de todas las otras chicas. El hombre pequeño de la muñeca, usted es apenas increíble. Puedo&la espera para divertirse con usted tan viene aquí…”

(“Awww, I think you are sooo cute! You’re the most adorable thing ever. Yes you’re MY doll now. Angelo said so. I think he wanted to give you to me first as a treat. Isn’t that sweet of him? He wanted me to see you first before all the other girls. Little doll man, you are just incredible. I can’t wait to have fun with you so come here…”)

The beautiful young woman is absolutely entranced as she engulfs you easily in her fist, gently squeezing your arms against your sides and lifting you to her comely face.

'H-hey! D-don’t! Put me down! Put me down! Put me down right now! Let me go! Noooo! Put me down! Celia! Please! Celia! Celia! Can’t you hear me? Celia, I know you can understand English, I said put me down!” I was kicking with all my strength but I couldn’t even budge one of her fingers from around my waist. Celia was holding me right up just inches from her lips, which were pursed in a little pout. She seemed to enjoy my struggles, for the more I fought her the more determined she looked to subdue me.

“Yes I speak English my pet, but Spanish is my native language. Now, you’re not going anywhere my little toy, expect with me to my room. ¡Pienso que usted es tan mono! ¡Mi propio hombre pequeño de la muñeca! ¡Usted’re vivo, pero usted&juguete re calibró! ¡Apenas espera’ll el resto de las chicas obtiene una carga de usted! ¡Usted será un hombre pequeño ocupado! ¡Esto será tan fresco! ¡Quiero jugar con usted!

(I think you are so cute! My own little doll man! You’re alive, but you’re toy sized! Just wait’ll the rest of the girls get a load of you! You are going to be one busy little man! This is going to be so cool! I want to play with you! Don’t worry though, I won’t hurt you, OK?”)

“N-no! Celia don’t! Y-you-you’ll kill me! P-put me down! Help! Help! C-Celia, please, I’m begging you! Put me down! P-put me down! P-put me down! P-put me down! Noooooo! Help! Celia!”

“Awww, that is so damn cute! You little toy, can’t you even escape my fist? ¡Usted es tan diminuto y escuchimizado! Not like a real man at all but you’re alive! You’re really alive! I can’t help myself little man, you’re coming with me!” Still smiling, Celia lowered me against her soft, chest. I felt her boobs underneath her halter give way as she trapped me between her breasts and her hand. They felt soft and she smelled great. I began to get aroused myself as Celia turned around and started walking out of the room. I heard her heels clack on the wood floor as she carried me off to some other part of the giant mansion. Her hands covered me completely so I couldn’t see where I was going.

Several minutes later Celia curled her fist around me and held me out in front of her again and I surveyed the new surroundings. We were in a large bedroom. Celia was dangling me above a king sized bed that looked like it had been slept in. I could see some female items on a faraway dresser.

“Here we are in my guest room little living doll. Aren’t you cute! ¿Aren’t usted mono?” Celia gently set me in the center of the bed, and stepped away. I surveyed her magnificent body in front of me as she unbuttoned her shorts and let them fall to the floor, revealing her sheer silk red panties. Then she lifted her arms over her head and pulled her halter off. I gasped at her firm breasts jutting out. No bra.

“Now it my turn!” Celia squealed, leaning over to grab me off the bed into her fist. Held high aloft by her one hand I began to panic and kick. Celia shushed me, then playfully grabbed for my sweatshirt. Pinching it delicately between her thumb and forefinger she gently pulled it over my head and tossed it aside.

“Celia, stop it! Give me my shirt back! I can undress myself. I’m not some doll you know. Put me down!”
“Ohhhh! No, I want to do it! I love this! This is so cool. ¡Usted es tan pequeño! You are so small!” Celia’s sentence trailed off in more giggles and her face absoulutely beamed as she gently tugged on my pant leg, Because they were only sweats the came off with little difficulty, leaving me in Celia’s open palm wearing just my shoes and socks and my underwear.

“OOOOO! Look at your little legs! They’re just adorable! Let me get those shoes and socks off doll! Tee-Hee-Hee!” She plucked my shoes and socks off one at a time. They disappeared. Then Celia held up even closer to her sparkling eyes as she tenderly probed her fingernail under my underwear and WHOOSH! They were gone too!

“NO! This is humiliating! Let me go! Put me down! Celia, I know you’re just playing but please, its embarrassing to be this small in front of you! You have no idea! Put me down!”

“Awww, don’t be embarrassed living toy man, I think you’re beautiful at this size. ¡Usted’re aprecia a un hombre pequeño de animal favorito! ¡Pienso yo’m en el amor! You’re like a little pet man! I think I’m in love! Hahahahaha! I want to play with my new toy man now. It’ll be fun.” Celia set me in the center of the big bed again, then got in bed herself. She sat up on her hands and knees and stared down at my cringing body between her luscious thighs.

“¡Ah, mi! ¡Qué un hombre pequeño diminuto de muñeca! Oh, my! What a tiny little doll man! What do you want to do first, hmmmm?” Without waiting for an answer she seized me by one arm and lifted me to her breast. She set me down against it so that her nipple was between my lets, the she leaned back so I could hang on.

“What to you think of my breasts little doll? Aren’t they nice and soft? Would you like to suck them? You can if you like?”

“Celia I’m slipping! Help!” I clenched my legs over her nipple and grabbed a handful of her long brown hair to steady myself. Her chest was shaking vigorously as she laughed at my predicament. I didn’t fall, and she brought her hand up to steady me a bit.

“Tee-hee sorry doll. I guess my skin is smooth, huh? Let me make it easier for you ok?” Celia leaned far back until her chest became more or less level. Her hands were behind her on the bed bracing her self.

“Now crawl over to my other boob and stand up, ok doll?” She commanded.

I did as I was told. After all she could kill me easily and I didn’t want that. Her hair fell back behind her as she leaned far back and allowed me to slowly stand on her breast. I help my arms out to brace myself and stood and faced her reclining face.

“Turn around little doll. I can barely feel you on me! Its like you weigh nothing!” Celia said.
As soon as I did she laughed again and sat forward a bit, causing me to slide down the front of her chest and stomach to the bed below. He soft, tan skin slid underneath me as I slid down her body to the bed surface.

“Wheeeeeee!” Celia squeals. “¿Mi dollman pequeño desliza agradable en mi cuerpo, sí? My little dollman slides nice on my body, yes? Wasn’t that a fun ride I gave you little doll?”

“Oh god Celia you’re being to rough with me! You don’t know your own strength! At my shrunken size you are a very powerful girl. Please be careful.”

Celia laughs again and this time gets on all fours, her body hanging over me like a fleshy canopy, her firm breasts hanging over my prone body, nipples pointed down at me like torpedoes getting ready to hit the target.

“OK little man are you ready to play? Here I come!” Celia teases as she slowly lowers her breast on me, one of her perfect nipples heading straight for my mouth…

At the last second she changes her aim and the nipple gently brushes my cock back and forth. Her musical laughter is all around me now as she amuses herself with her new toy.

“You sure have a tiny little cock now.” Celia teases, “¡Un hombre pequeño diminuto con un gallo pequeño diminuto! A tiny little man with a tiny little cock! That is so cute!
You are so cool like this!” Her nipple presses gently but firmly against my genitals as she lowers her entire breast on top of me. Her modest breast engulfs my tiny body leaving my head and shoulders to peer up at her taunting face. She’s trying to be gentle but she can’t help herself from getting carried away just a little bit. You feel her weight crushing you realize its just her breast and she is not resting her entire body on you or you’d be crushed.

“¡Gotcha! Usted la mina re ahora. Poseo su diminuto poco como. Gotcha! You’re mine now. I own your tiny little ass.”

Celia rolls over in bed, clutching me in her fist as she does so, rubbing my tiny body over every inch of her soft skin. I glide over her hips and up her flat stomach. My tiny cock pops in and out of her navel, which she immediately notices and does it over and over and over again. Her stomach rippling with her soft laughter only serves to heighten the experience. She rubs me up and between her breasts, first the left one and then the right, stopping to pay attention to her hardened nipples. Celia grabs me around the waist and uses my cock to stimulate her nipples. I can hear her moan and occasionally say something in Spanish.

Celia grabs be up in her fist and sets me down on her breast. She smiles at me and tells me, no, orderes me to play with her nipple so I do and it becomes erect.
“¡Usted mira tan adorable en senos! ¡Tan diminuto! ¡Mis pezóns aman la atención! ¡Más por favor! (You look so adorable on my breasts! So tiny! My nipples love the attention! More please!)”

Before I can she grabs my ankle and dangles me upside down over her mouth, allowing her luscious tongue and lips to caress me briefly before hoisting me out of their reach. She really enjoys teasing me like this but finally she engulfs me in her hand again but leaves her clutch open so she brings me up to her glistening red lips and kisses and licks my cock and balls for what seem like ever. I come again and again but Celia pouts there isn’t enough for her to taste.

“Please put me down Celia! You’re too much for me! You’re too big for me, you need a man your own size, not me. At my size I’m too tiny to satisfy a woman like you! Put me down! Put me down! Please Celia, I know you’re trying to be gentle with me but you don’t know your own strength. Put me down, Celia, please!”

“But I think you’re sooo cute this way! I love your size. You’re cute little harmless cock is adorable! I love it! I love being in control of a man! You’re mine little doll, so you may as well get used to it, understand, little doll man?
“Yo nunca lo liberaré. ¡Usted es mi hombre de muñeca, mi juguete, para siempre(I will never release you. You are my doll man, my toy, forever!)!”
She drags me down her trim abdomen to her pussy and quckly pushes me in head first.

“NO! Celia! Don’t! I’ll drown! You’ll crush me! Help no Celiaaaaaaa..”

“¡Usted es realmente mi muñeca ahora! Usted me entran. No menee y yo no lo lastimaré mi dollman adorable.”
I couldn’t hear any more as Celia Almadovar used me as her personal sex toy. Her muscles clamped around me in a long series of shudders, flooding me with her juices. By the time she pulled me out I was ready to pass out.

¡Ohhh! ¡Mi hombre pequeño adorable del juguete! ¡Usted era maravilloso! ¿Usted’re mi muñeca pequeña, usted no es? ¡Quiero que usted sea la mina, para siempre! (“Ohhh! My adorable little toy man! You were wonderful! You’re my little doll, are you not? I want you to be mine, forever!”)

She brings you up for a round of kisses.

“That…SMACK…was…SMACK…wonderful…SMACK…reward…SMACK…my little doll…SMACK…mmmmmm”

Celia set me on one of her breasts and smiled at me. “Make my nipples hard again little man”, She commanded, “I want to get aroused again, that was so fun. Hurry up little man! I want to show you to Vanessa and some of the other girls at the club tonight. Wait’ll they see you!”

That my friends was only the beginning of my adventures...


Sharkey’s Revenge Part 2 – Life in A Dollhouse. Another Day, Another Showgirl.

Copyright 2002 Littletoy

Author’s Note: Another pastiche of old story fragment. Just in case you didn’t read the first installment that I posted several weeks ago...

…I new full well I had been purchased with the idea of being a living mascot for Angelo’s enormous new mansion, nestled in the hills above LA. There were literally dozens of gorgeous women, all showgirls working at Sharkey’s club, prowling around the house at all hours and it was only a matter of time before I was presented to one of them by Angelo. He liked having beautiful young women around him and I think he liked the idea of having something to offer them that was unique. He never told me details about how he had reduced my size but from our conversations I deduced that it was a one time thing and that the shrinking process was a one way trip that could never be reversed.
Everything you could think of had been provided to me in my miniature house. Plumbing, TV, electricity, Internet. I had it all with the exception of my old size. I was now a mere eight inches tall, a doll, a curio for big people to play with. Yet after a week of captivity I had met no one and nobody had been allowed into the room the dollhouse was in. I had a phone, which Angelo had called me up on several times to explain the situation. I begged and pleaded to be released and restored, but Angelo said he couldn’t. He had purchased the contract on my life put out by don Fredo Castelluci, to whom I owed about 50 large as final payment a gambling debt I couldn’t pay fast enough. Angelo had promised Castelluci that I would never see the light of day again but didn’t actually tell him what he was having done to me. Instead he had me drugged one night, then taken me to the experimental lab owned by some corporate big wig friends of his, where the procedure was completed successfully on myself, the first and only time it worked. I think Angelo paid them off in Lakers tickets. It looked like I would be the one and only shrunken man for the time being….

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“Wow! A real little person! Where did you come from?”

“Brooke please! I know you’re curious about me and all, but please don’t hurt me!”

With a musical laugh. Brooke knelt down in front of the table on which my dollhouse stood, in a guestroom in the back of Angelo Sharkey’s party Mansion. She had a broad smile on her lovely face. Her long brown hair cascaded all around me, making swooshing sounds as it brushed over my feet and over the surface of the table on which I stood. I took a step hesitantly backward, knowing there was no escape from the 21 year old woman leaning over me, her hands on her thighs.

It had been nonstop like this ever since I had been brought here. Dozens of beautiful young women could not wait to get their hands on me once they had heard of me. I knew the schedule, and knew that after waiting two weeks to see me the beautiful brunette was not likely to leave me alone. Nor could I escape since my dollhouse was closed tight behind me, a feature Angelo Sharkey had installed so I could not hide inside. And even if I did get inside, it was easily accessed by someone of Brooke’s tremendous size. She could just open up the hinged roof and grab me. So I didn’t hide inside anymore. It made no difference.

So I stood my ground as the newest model/stripper/showgirl to see me opened the door to my room, spied me at my eight inch height on the table, and sauntered slowly over so as not to startle me.

“Aren’t you just the cutest little thing! The other girls were right, you ARE positively adorable!”.

The other girls. There were so many of them, at least a dozen so far had taken me to their rooms for their own personal amusement and had played dolls with me, doing unbelievable things to my tiny body. Most had been blonde goddesses, but Brooke was a spectacular brown haired beauty, only 21 years of age.

“Wow! A real little person! Where did you come from?”

“Brooke please! I know you’re curious about me and all, but please don’t hurt me!”

The towering, willowy, brunette stood up to her full 5’ 8” height and smiled down at me between her breasts, which pressed against her T-shirt. She also wore a pair of blue jeans that clung to her spectacular rear and legs. At 5’ 8”, 115 lbs. and a figure of 36C–24.5-34 I knew she was more young woman than I could ever hope to handle, but she was more than eager to handle me, however.

“I don’t want to hurt you little doll man, but you have to be careful and do what I say or you might get hurt at your puny size. You aren’t much bigger than a doll at your size, you know.”

I took a step backward in fear, which caused the smiling brunette to giggle uncontrollably. I watched in awe as her breasts shook gently while she laughed at me.

“Awwww…such a tiny little thing…you are just soooo cute! And you’re all mine for the night, and I get to take care of you for the whole weekend. Isn’t that cool? I just can’t wait to get you to my room you are such a little hunk!”

“Please young lady, please be careful. I know I can’t stop you but you must be gentle handling me! I could break so easily at my height! I’m not some doll for you to play with, I’m a real living person. Maybe you could let me go or help me get free. Please?” I pleaded.

“Sorry doll, I can’t do that. I’d be banned for life by Angelo Sharkey if you got loose, somehow. But don’t worry little man, I’ll take good care of you. I promise.”

I’d heard that before, but these young women didn’t know their own strength and inevitable ended up bruising me and roughing me up while playing with me. My squeaky protests only served to harden their determination as they stripped themselves, and me,

“No! Brooke! Don’t! Brooke! Please leave me alone!” I screamed as she reached for me slowly with her right hand, her long fingers extended.

“Awww…are you scared of me little dolly? Now come here(giggles)…”

“No! Help! Please let me go! Brooke please!”

Apart from my yelling and her giggling, the only sound in the room was the soft plop of her palm against my rear and back as she grabbed me firmly. Her impossibly strong fingers pinned my arms against my side and I felt the tug of gravity as she hoisted me up off the surface of the table to her comely face. I kicked out with my legs furiously, stirring up the air helplessly. I was raised to her beautiful, beaming face as she studied my tiny, kicking protesting form in her fist.

“Nooooo! Brooke! Stop this! Put me down! Put me down! Put me down at once! Please you’re squeezing me too tight! Let me go miss! Put me down! Help!”

“You are sooo cool! You weigh like nothing! I can barely feel you in my fist! You’re like a little living doll! You’re alive! I don’t know how this is possible but I love this! Now stop struggling and lets go to my room, OK? It’ll be fun, doll, I promise you.”

“Heeelp! Brooke you put me down right now dammit! Noooo…mffpppp!” I could say no more as Brooke buried me against her soft chest, pressing me against her T-shirt between her 36C bosom. I kicked against her some more and then my body began to shudder against her chest as she quickly carried me off, out of my room. More vibrating and I realized that she was giggling with pleasure at having captured a tiny man in her arms. I got dizzy as the room, than the outside walkway, sped past me as she carried me to her room only a few yards away in one of the other guest rooms. I could hear her humming to herself as she walked slowly(for her) to her room, delighted with her new toy.

I heard a door open and shut, then the click of a lock and a deadbolt. Brooke’s room. She carried me over to her bed and I felt myself being swung away from her chest. As she held me out at arms length with both hands and inspected me I could see her nipples poking from underneath her T-shirt. She’s aroused.

“Here you go tiny man, I just can’t wait to play with you, you cutie you!.” Brooke gently lowered me to a giant bed with both hands extended. As I looked up I surveyed her lithe, slender body, looking up at her smiling down at me just as she reached for her T-shirt and pulled it up over her head. I saw a glimpse of red-pink lingerie underneath but suddenly my world became dark as Brooke dropped her shirt over me, covering me completely and causing me to fall over, fighting and kicking in the soft fabric. I could smell her wonderful scent on the T-shirt all around me, and I heard the soft rumbling thunder of her laughter all around me. I could hear her moving in front of the bed and I recognized the sound of shoes being kicked off, then a zipper being pulled down. She was taking off her clothes.

:”Where are you little doll?” Brooke teased me, giggling like a little girl. The shirt was removed from me and I lay back in the center of the bed staring up at the towering figure of Brooke in a sexy two piece lingerie set that left nothing to the imagination.

“There you are my pet!(giggles) Ready or not, here I come!”

“Brooke! Please! Don’t you’ll---“ I could blurt no more as Brooke playfully hopped on the bed, causing me to bounce in the air. She tucked her legs under her and faced down at me, bouncing helplessly. Before I could hit the mattress she reached out and snatched me up in her fist! I was her toy!


“Ow! Brooke put me down! Stop this at once! Put me down! Please put me down. You don’t know your own strength! You’re squeezing me! Stop!” I was helpless as a kitten as Brooke raised me to her lips.

“I may not know my own strength yet, you little toy man, but I guess I soon will! I love this! You are just so teeny and helpless! I’m only holding you! You don’t have to struggle so much, you know. Then I wouldn't have to hold you so tight little one, hmmm?”

Lowering me against her breast again she scooted up to the head of the bed. I felt the soft sheer silk of her negligée as she crushed me against her incredibly soft breasts. Once she had scooted to the head of the bed she quickly flipped on her back and stretched out full length, holding me between her breasts as she did so. I glanced behind me to see her spectacular body spread out from her chest down to her shapely legs. Her fingers constricted around me again and I was lifted up a few feet off her chest, right above her face, her plush lips only a few feet away from me, her long brown hair spilling all around her amused face.

“Please Brooke put me down! Put me down! Please put me down right now! Brooke please let me go! W-what are you going to do to me? Please don’t hurt me Brooke! Please!”

“Now I told you little man, you’re mine! You’re my little doll man. I wanna play with you right now. Now hold still while I examine you and you won’t get hurt, okay?”

Pouting, Brooke gently suspended me over her face clutched firmly in her fist while her free hand gently gripped my tennis shoes and pulled them off. Even more gently she pinched my socks and pulled them off. Both shoes and socks were carelessly thrown aside. I felt the insistence of her fist as she held me high over her head, admiring my kicking legs and feet.

“Whoa. Those are some tiny little feet! I wonder if the rest of you is that small, huh?”

Not waiting for an answer she lowered me a bit and loosened her grip on my torso briefly, just long enough for her to pinch my shirt between her free thumb and forefinger and pull it over my head. Her beautiful brown eyes sparkled with amazement as she lowered me further until my bare torso came in contact with her lips for a quick kiss. Then she nuzzled me with her pert nose and held me just in front of her face as her free hand started picking at my belt buckle until it gave.

“No dammit! Brooke I am not some doll for you to undress! I can do this myself! Put me down!”

“Oh, yes you are”, Brooke purred as the buckle gave way, “Now hold still little shrimp while I undo your pants or I’ll just have to get out my tweezers”, she threatened. She brought her free hand up and enclosed it around my upper body so that just my head was sticking out, then loosened her grip on my lower half. Still kicking, I suddenly found myself upended, upside down as she began tugging on my legs with her now free right hand. I heard the rip of my pants as she simply was too powerful, and they pulled apart into shreds.

“Oops! So sorry about that toy doll, I promise to find something else for you to wear later, but now let’s have those briefs. I can’t wait to see your little tool! Tee-Hee! Now don’t be shy, I just want to see you…”

Giggling, the 36C-24.5-34, 5’8” 115 lb. Goddess easily plucked my BVD’s from my still upside down body. Before I could protest again she quickly took me in her other hand and held me right side up in front of her lips again.

“Brooke no! This is SO humiliating! I don’t want you to see me like this! Please put me down and let me go!”

The laughing showgirl opened her hand slightly so she could examine my penis. I tried to reach and cover my self up but she wasn’t having any of it. She easily pinned my arms to my sides as she held me up for close inspection just inches from her face.

“(Chuckles)Wow! Look at your cock! Its so…tiny! How can it be of any use to me I wonder? I don’t think we have any showgirls here your size to use it on(giggle) so I guess we’ll just have to improvise. You can be MY love doll, okay little man?”

“What? No way! You’ll kill me! Don’t be ridiculous! I’m too little for you now! Please don’t hurt me! Put me down this instance Brooke! You don’t know what you’re doing! Help! Somebody!”

“Now you don’t have to shout little man, nobody’s going to hear you! I told you, you’re mine! And you have to do whatever I say and I want you to please me, understand? And you had better do a good job or I just might squash you! Here, this’ll shut you up you teeny living doll you(giggle)”

Suddenly her lips were all over me as she kissed me tenderly over every inch of my body from head to toe. She rubbed me over her lips and her tongue snaked out to caress my chest and taste me.

“Mmmmmm…you taste wonderful…maybe I’ll just have to eat you(giggle)”

“Brooke…please”, was all I could squeak.

“Oh, don’t worry little one, I’m not going to eat you just yet. Here…” Brooke began kissing and licking my tiny cock, swirling her huge tongue around my cock and balls, careful not to hurt me. Suddenly I jerked skyward as she dangled me over her mouth between her thumb and forefinger, then dipped me down just far enough so my cock met her waiting tongue which licked me sensuously for a second until she jerked me back up over her face again. She did this again and again, teasingly, until I came.

“Cool. Now you HAVE to please me. Wasn’t that fun? Oh, you are just so cute I can’t get over it! You are just the most adorable pet a girl ever could have. I want to feel you on my breasts right now!”

Brooke lowered me to her chest, pulling away her negligée as she did so. Her skin was incredibly warm and soft and I could hear and feel her heart beating as she held me between her perfect breasts. Her hand covered me, keeping me pinned between her breasts as she began to stroke me with her free hand. Suddenly she gripped me around my middle and she dragged me over to her left breast and set me on top of it so that my cock was centered on her nipple.

“That’s a good little living doll, now play with my nipple please”, she ordered. Not really waiting for me, she simply began kneading and pressing me into her boob, using my entire body to stimulate her nipple and aureole. Her creamy skin was incredibly soft as she rubbed me over first her left breast and then her right. Brooke moaned with pleasure as she used me as she saw fit. She rolled me into her décolletage, then pressed her breasts together over me, trapping me in soft booby flesh. Her scent drive me wild and I began humping and kissing her flesh everywhere I could reach. I grabbed her nipples as they whooshed past me and sucked them for a few minutes. I grew tired and slowed down my ministrations to her nipples.

She noticed this and quickly plucked me from her cleavage and gently set me standing on the bed. I started to wonder what I had done wrong when I was suddenly knocked over by an irresistible force which surrounded me on all sides. Something poked me in the stomach and when I regained my senses I realized that she had lowered her entire breast on me and was pressing me in the stomach with her nipple. I was squirming against her with all my might but I could not even budge her as she held me firmly against the bed pinned by her ample 36C breast.

“Poor little man, can’t even escape my breasts can you? Want me to let you up?”

I stared up at her titanic body as she leaned over me, playfully leaning her bosom against me.

“Brooke! Let me up! You’ll crush me! Let me up! Your breast is crushing me! Let me up right now!”
“Oh, all right I guess, but only because you made such a good breast message toy”, Brooke pouted as she snatched me roughly in her fist, completely amused as I struggled in her firm grip. The young woman raised me up and kissed me again on the midsection then lay back down on the bed again and set me once again between her firm breasts. I began to climb up on one again but she pinched my ankle between her fingers and slowly dragged me down to her flat stomach. The surface of her tummy was smooth and firm and rippled with her laughter and undulated with her excited breathing as she held me flat to stomach. She pulled me down further so my cock and balls dropped cleanly into her navel.

“I love this! Make love to my navel.” Brooke ordered. I started to do as I was told but she was apparently unsatisfied, as I felt her fingers wrap around my torso, pinning my arms again. She began rubbing me all over her stomach, causing my cock to pop in and out of her navel over and over again until I came once more. Even after I came she rubbed me all over her stomach, then her chest again before lifting me high over her body, held out at arms length. From high above her I could see her aroused body undulate as she recovered from using me to pleasure herself.

“Even my navel is too big for you my little doll. What am I ever going to do with you? Hmmmmm?”

“Brooke, I’m not your doll, you almost killed me. Put me down at once. You’ve had your fun now put me down! Please put me back in my dollhouse right now! Brooke , I’m asking you nicely please put me down!”

“But I haven’t came yet! I swear you men are all the same! You think after you’ve come that the fun’s over! Well not this time little man! The fun’s just beginning for me! Now you’re going to make ME come, understand my teeny toy man? Don’t worry though, I’ll pull you out in time so you won’t be crushed(giggle).”

With that Brooke unceremoniously dropped me on her stomach again. I tried to scamper away but her stomach rippled with her laughter, causing me to bounce helplessly on the fleshy fragrant surface. Before I could regain my footing Brooke pinched my ankles with her fingers and dragged me down to her pussy. I screamed and begged for mercy but the 21 year old brunette would have none of that. Gripping me firmly, she eased me inside of her, moaning as she pleasured herself with me. I went in head first and was plunged into darkness…and into her. In and out I went, like a dildo. I thought I was going to be crushed and I passed out as her sweet fluids filled my lungs. The next think I knew I felt the cold air hit my lungs as Brooke pulled me out. Holding me up to her face clutched in both fists she showered my spent body with kisses from her plush lips.

“Oh little man that was wonderful!(*smooch*) I knew you’d come in handy after all!(*smack*) I think you are just the most precious thing ever(*smooch*). Mmmmmmmmmmm…(*smack*) I am going to take such good care of you this weekend, you’re going to sleep with me every night this weekend!(*Smack*) I’ve only started playing with you my little doll, we’re going to have such fun.(*smooch*, smooch*, *smack*) I can’t believe this! My own little man! I’ve got you for my very own cutie! You’re mine!(*slurp*, smack*)”.

Settling me down between her breasts again, Brooke covered me up, trapping me in her arms as she announced we were going to take a nap.

“Time to rest up my little toy, we’re going to need it”.