“Do you, Ajax,” Richelieu said, “take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to cherish, to defend and to guide, to hold and to help, in peace or in war, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?”
Ajax spared Richelieu a glance before returning her gaze to her beloved. She reached up to stroke his cheek, and he flinched almost imperceptibly, but oh so adorably. Such a cute, silly little piggy; you should know I wouldn’t tease you at a time like this. She let her hand fall to her side, and done savoring the moment she responded:
“I do.”
She flashed her commander a smile as Richelieu continued the service, “Do you, Marcus, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to honor, to support and to cherish, to hold and to help, in peace or in war, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?”
“I do,” Marcus replied hurriedly. She loved the way he talked quickly when he was nervous.
“I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride.” Richelieu said the words that she had waited for so long to hear. She reached up and squeezed her little piggy’s cheeks between her palms, her fingers grasping the back of his neck and pulling his lips to hers. She savored the moment, as well as the feel and taste of his mouth for the first time. She had always teased him, telling him that one day she would let him kiss her lips instead of her toes, and, as much fun as it was to tease her little piggy, she was glad to finally kiss him back.
Richelieu turned to the audience and said, “I present to you for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Marcus and Ajax Corri.”
***
Marcus held Ajax’s hand as they exited the wedding reception. The sun had set during the reception, and the sky glowed with the deep blue of twilight. They were heading back to their room for “night battles” as Illustrious would have put it. The night was as peaceful as they could have hoped for.
Marcus’s thoughts, however, were anything but peaceful. His mind raced from memory to memory and thought to thought. He remembered when they first met, the teasing voice she used even when she was first assigned to his port. He remembered when he had made her his secretary, how she had immediately declared that he was hers—her “new little piggy”—before proving her worth as a secretary by nearly doubling his efficiency. He had always wondered if she had known how much he’d liked her teasing and that’s why she come on so strongly, or if they just happened to be a perfect match. He remembered her smug expression when he’d promoted her to vice-admiral: second-in-command of his fleet. She’d teased him that at this rate, he’d be reporting to her before very long.
Marcus found himself thinking aloud. “You know,” he muttered to himself, “I’ve only just gotten use to the fact that you like me as a person and not just as a toy, and now we’re already married.”
He felt a gentle squeeze on his hand and turned to see Ajax smiling up at him, her light blue, almost purple, pigtails flowing over her shoulders. She stood on tiptoes and whispered in his ear. “You know I only want you as a toy because I love you.”
“And I would have been happy just to be your toy,” Marcus replied softly, “now, knowing you love me too, I’m so overflowing with happiness I can’t think straight.”
“I can tell,” Ajax planted a quick peck on his lips, “you’ve been so busy staring into space that you haven’t asked where we’re going.”
Looking around, Marcus suddenly realized that they weren’t going to their room. It was hard to tell where exactly they were headed in the twilight darkness, but it seemed to be somewhere near the coast.
Ajax let out a giggle at his confused expression. “Don’t worry, my adorable little piggy, I promise you’ll love it where we’re going.”
She tightened her grip on his hand and started skipping down the trail, forcing him to hurry to avoid being dragged along. She led him out of the main port and along the coast to the north. After a few minutes walking under the starlight with the gentle sea breeze blowing past, they arrived at a small cove that the fleet occasionally used as an emergency dock.
“You know,” Ajax said proudly, “being vice-admiral has its perks. For example, I ordered the rest of the fleet to steer clear of this cove until tomorrow morning.”
Letting go of Marcus’s hand, Ajax approached the water and pulled a small, glowing blue cube from a pouch on her waist. Each face was about the size of the palm of her hand, and the translucent exterior reviled an internal structure far to intricate for the human eye to discern. As Ajax’s shoes touched the water, she squeezed down on the wisdom cube, and she began to grow even as the cube was absorbed into her hand. Marcus had seen ships enter combat mode thousands of times, but something felt different this time. Maybe it was the way Ajax’s beautiful white wedding dress grew with her. Maybe it was how close he was standing, being only a few feet away meant that he had to look straight up to see her face. Maybe it was just how much he loved the woman who was growing to titanic size. Whatever the reason, once Ajax finished growing, he ran forward and embraced her ankle.
Ajax grinned down at him, leaning her waist back so she could see past her dress. “Oh my, what a cute little piggy you are. You already know not to stray away from your Ajax.”
She reached down and carefully picked him up, bringing him up to her lips. Her kiss took his breath away; her soft lips enveloped his entire head and shoulders, and her warm breath washed over him. He gasped for breath when she pulled away.
“Did you like that, little piggy?” Ajax asked, gently ruffling his hair with one finger.
“Yes, Ajax, I loved it,” Marcus responded once he had gotten his breath back.
“I’m glad to hear it little one,” she replied, stroking gently under his chin with one finger, “now, I want you to tell me exactly how you feel about me. Make sure you’re thorough or I’ll be very disappointed.”
Marcus took a minute to think before he spoke. “I like the way you tease me. I don’t know why, but I like being talked down to and when you tease me you also tell me I belong to you, and that makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. I want to be your plaything, your pet maybe; I’m not sure, I just know that I feel so happy when you call me your little piggy. I like every part of your body, from your hair down to your feet. I love you.”
Ajax beamed down at him as he finished, clearly enjoying the praise. “Well, such an honest little piggy deserves a reward, don’t you think?” She reached down with her left hand and began removing her shoes while balancing expertly on one foot at a time, “since you like my feet so much, I think I’ll let them play with you first.”
Marcus gulped nervously as she carefully set him on the sand just a few feet in front of her feet in their thin white stockings. His whole world shook when Ajax suddenly sat down, the immense weight of her warship form causing waves to ripple out into the still harbor. He approached her left foot where it towered in front of him. As he drew near, he judged it to be three times his height, give or take a foot, and he caressed the heel reverently.
Suddenly the foot pulled away. “Ah ah ah,” Ajax said, smirking down at him and wagging her finger, “I want you to beg for it. Beg me to use my foot to toy with you.”
Marcus’s face flushed. He had been a little embarrassed just listing what he liked about Ajax, but this was much more so. Still, he could tell it would make his wife happy, which was reason enough to shrug off a little embarrassment. Plus, he grudgingly admitted, he would probably enjoy it himself, at least eventually.
“Please,” he began, “I want you to step on me. I’m just a piggy, I deserve your foot! Anything more is too much for me. Please, your feet are so perfect.”
“Not too bad for your first time begging,” Ajax said, slowly lowering her foot on top of him, “I guess I can relent if my husband is so desperate to be under my feet.”
Marcus was in heaven as Ajax’s foot slowly pushed him to the ground, then pressed down gently on him. He was completely covered by her foot and unable to move as the soft fabric of her stocking rubbed against his face. His wife’s scent surrounded him, and he breathed deeply. She mostly smelled of soft floral soap, but the faint smell of sweat had built up over the day and mingled with the much stronger scent.
“Aren’t you a pathetic little piggy?” Ajax’s voice was muffled by her foot, but still audible. “You’ve completely disappeared under my foot. If I wanted, I could simply put you inside my shoe and no one would ever bother to find you. And the best part? You’d enjoy it, wouldn’t you? You naughty. little. piggy.” She emphasized the last words by pressing her foot down harder with each one.
Her words, combined with her scent and the pressure were too much for Marcus, and he found himself getting hard inside his pants. He felt his erection pressing against the sole of Ajax’s foot and thought he would die of mortification. Suddenly the foot lifted off him and he found himself looking up at Ajax as she reached down to him. Apparently she’d risen to standing while he was under her foot. Her thumb and finger gripped him gently but firmly by the ribs. He felt a wave of nausea wash over him as she picked him up much faster than before.
“I see you enjoyed that, so I think you’re ready for what I want to do next,” Ajax said, holding him close enough to feel the warmth of her breath, “now, strip. I’d do it myself, but I don’t think I could get your clothes in one piece.”
Marcus decided to play along and quickly stripped of his suit, folding each piece and laid it carefully on Ajax’s hand. She quickly shifted him to her left hand and, her wedding dress lacking pockets, tucked his clothes into the cup of her bra. He stood naked on her hand as she took a minute to appraise him.
“Now, my dear,” she said with a mischievous expression, “you’re looking a bit too bite sized to be my little piggy. I think, right now, you’re my little bacon, because you definitely look like a snack.”
Marcus was shocked. Before he had a chance to wonder if this was safe or if Ajax was really going to eat him, she tossed him almost casually into her mouth. Her tongue pressed him against the roof of her mouth, covering him in saliva and squeezing the air out of his lungs. He gasped for air as the pressure subsided and her tongue carefully tasted every inch of his body. After a moment, it found his, now thoroughly erect, penis and began to focus on it. Pleasure wracked his body with every stroke of the tongue, and he began to arch his back in ecstasy. As he approached climax, he found himself being pulled closer to the back of her mouth. He cried out in pleasure as he came, letting out a load that was large for him but smaller than a single drop of Ajax’s saliva.
His heart leapt to his throat as Ajax’s tongue bucked him to the entrance of her esophagus, and he felt more than heard her *gulp*. Luckily, he wasn’t swallowed and a moment later he felt her hand reach in to fish him out of her mouth. He lay on her hand, still a bit shaken and a little tired from his experience.
“Aww,” Ajax almost cooed at him, “is my darling little piggy really so tired from just that? Or maybe you were afraid I was going to swallow you? Silly little piggy, even if I swallowed you whole, you should know I would never hurt you.”
“I know, Dear,” Marcus responded once he had fully recovered from the experience, “you would never hurt me; I was just caught off guard. Also, wrestling a tongue as long as your entire body is a bit more difficult than you give it credit for.”
“Either way,” Ajax said, “you’ve had your fun, now I think it’s time for you to fulfill you marital duties.”
She gave him an encouraging smile as she reached down with her free hand and removed her panties. She stepped out of them slowly, holding Marcus to her blouse so she didn’t drop him while trying to keep her panties off the ground. He was pressed gently but quite firmly into her chest. While at her normal height her chest was quite modest, in her larger form it felt like something between an enormous pillow and a mattress. He relaxed there for a moment, feeling her steady heartbeat and enjoying her warmth. Ajax tipped her hand away from her chest a moment later as she carefully laid her panties on a wooden dock and looked down at him.
“Look at you,” she said, seeing his suddenly flushed face, “did my little piggy get all embarrassed from being held close to my heart?” She paused to prod his growing erection. “Or was it something else you were enjoying? I think you’ll enjoy it even more where you’re going next.”
Not waiting for his response, she lowered him past her waist and lifted the skirt of her wedding dress, holding him close to her pussy in her left hand. Heat radiated from it, contrasting with the chill evening air in the cove and sending a shiver through Marcus’s body. He had difficulty seeing anything in detail with Ajax’s skirt blocking the already limited evening light, but the humidity coming from in front of him combined with glints of reflective wetness told him that she was quite wet. He was slowly pressed face first against the wet surface then rubbed back and forth against her folds, gradually coating his entire body in her fluids. He arched his back in pleasure as his penis rubbed against her entrance.
This was unlike anything Marcus had ever experienced. His body was soaked from head to toe, and he could barely get enough air with how wet Ajax’s vagina was. He couldn’t see anything, in part because Ajax’s skirt and body blocked out nearly all the light, and in part because his eyes were shut tight to keep her fluids out. He was overwhelmed by the heat and humidity; his thoughts even seemed to be getting sluggish. Some of her vaginal fluids had gotten in his mouth and their strange, almost sweet, flavor filled his mouth. The wet sounds made by his body being rubbed back and forth overwhelmed all other sounds in his ear—even his own soft moans of pleasure. But more than anything else, the smell was overpowering; he couldn’t describe it—except as pungent and all-encompassing—even though it was a smell he expected to remember for the rest of his life.
“It’s time for you to go deeper”
Suddenly, just as Ajax’s voice seemed to quietly encompass his world, Marcus felt a strong pressure on his back for a moment until his head and shoulders popped into her vagina. Once his shoulders were inside, the rest followed easily as she pushed him deeper with one finger. In only a few seconds he found himself completely enveloped. Being inside her pussy was like being rubbed against it, except that he was completely surrounded by each sensation. The darkness was total, the heat embraced him, the walls dripped all around him, and the smell was overpowering. The walls suddenly contracted, squeezing him like a tight hug from head to toe. Clearly Ajax was clenching the muscles around her vagina, and in his somewhat disoriented state he fancied that the pressure pulled him even deeper before it suddenly released.
This is my chance to make Ajax feel good, Marcus thought, I know she likes teasing me and all that stuff, but that’s not something I do.
Marcus began to wiggle, pushing out with his hands and rubbing his body on her walls. He was momentarily stopped by her vagina squeezing down on him a few times, but he continued squirming as soon as they released each time. The wet sounds he made inside her overwhelmed any other sound that tried to reach him, but he could still faintly make out Ajax’s moans of pleasure, though, if she said anything, he couldn’t make out the words. The sensation of his crotch rubbing against her combined with the erotic situation were bringing him close to climaxing. Giving into the pleasure, he arced his back as he came, increasing the stimulation on his penis as it rubbed against the slick vaginal wall. As he finished, he relaxed his body, overwhelmed by his senses and a bit worn out.
Suddenly, before he had time to recover, the walls around him squeezed harder than ever before and Ajax let out an exceptionally loud moan. This time, he was sure he was being pulled deeper, because a sudden flood washed over him as he felt himself pushed in the opposite direction. He held his breath, keeping his lungs fluid free as he rode out Ajax’s orgasm. All at once he was expelled from the tight vagina and found himself in a more open chamber. It was still fairly small, and the weight of her other organs push in on him made impossible to stretch it enough to stand with a straight back. He gently felt around floor of her womb until his hand rubbed against the opening he’d come through. It was closed tight so he could hardly fit his finger through. He smiled to himself; Ajax had clearly planned this all along, and it made him feel all warm and fuzzy knowing that she wanted to hold him so deep inside her.
“How do you like your new pigpen, my beloved piggy?” Ajax’s voice was muffled, but without the sounds from earlier drowning it out, it was quite clear and seemed to come from all around. “You’ll be staying there until I decide it’s time to take you out and play with you again.”
Marcus responded by softly kissing the wall of her womb. Her words had sent a shiver of excitement down his spine; he would never be able to explain why but, being helpless in Ajax’s hands always made him feel content.
***
Ajax giggled softly when she felt the gentle kiss inside her.
“Such a well behaved little piggy,” she murmured, “I’ll have to make sure to reward him later.”
She pulled out a handkerchief she had kept tucked in her dress’s waist sash and deftly dried off the mess she’d just made under her dress. She then carefully folded the cloth so that it was dry on the outside and tucked it back under her sash. With that done, she picked her panties up of the dock and slipped them back on. Content, she stopped and just enjoyed the moment. With the sun just below the horizon, a slight sea breeze remained, carrying the salty scent of the sea on the cool air. The first stars were appearing in the sky, growing clearer as the light faded. Best of all, she could feel Marcus curled up inside her, content inside her womb.
Turning back toward the port, Ajax deactivated her combat mode. She quickly shrank down to her normal height, Marcus shrinking with her just like her clothes did. Her wisdom cube reappeared in her hand as she stopped shrinking and she stowed it back in the bag she’d brought from the reception for that purpose. She turned and started walking back to her room, resting her right hand on her lower abdomen to feel the pleasant fullness of her womb as she walked.
“Now, little piggy,” she said, “you’ll be spending the night inside me. I may keep you longer, but remember you belong to me just as much when you’re the commander of the fleet as when you’re inside me.”
Ajax smiled down at where the tiny admiral was curled within her, and a gentle caress from inside her told Ajax that was exactly what her little piggy wanted.
Marcus Corri sat at his desk while sorting through the documentation of the previous week’s scouting patrols and resource sorties. The only casualties had been Independence and Choukai, both of whom would be placed in reserve until their injuries healed. Normally Independence being out of commission would be a more serious blow—her skills in supporting other carriers was unmatched—but the threat of a serious siren attack was low and the forces he had in the port were far more than what would be need if they did muster an assault.
Ajax was currently overseeing the last sorties of the day and he expected her back any minute now. He filed away the documents as he waited before stopping on the last one, an overview of their supply gathering efforts for the month. With the current rate they were gathering supplies they’d be able to keep the port running at full capacity until their next major operation without any recourses from high command. With war in every ocean, the supplies that high command could sent to each port was quite limited. With several weeks between each operation, most well run ports were able to operate independently by using that down time to gather the supplies they would need.
“Is that paper important, little piggy?” Ajax asked as she entered the room and gave Marcus an affectionate smile. She was wearing her ordinary uniform: a white beret; a short white cape; a dress with a red skirt, a black and red waist, and a white bodice; black tights; and shiny black shoes. Her long, light purple hair mostly flowed freely down her back, but part of it was pulled up into twin tails and tied with red string. Her purple eyes always seemed a little smug when she looked at him and now was no exception.
“I hurried back since I knew you’d be finishing up,” she continued as he put the last document in its file and closed the cabinet, “are you ready to spend some time off with me? We’ll be heading to the old dock.”
“Of course I am,” Marcus said as he walked to her, extending his arms for a hug.
Ajax leapt up into his arms and embraced him tightly around the neck. She nibbled his ear teasingly as she practically hung from his neck before settling back to support her own weight.
“Come on then,” she said, grabbing his hand and leading him out of the room. They made their way down and out of the port’s command building. They passed between the ships’ dorms, and Ajax waved to the few ships they passed along the way, who saluted in reply. They finally came to the port’s more secluded dock. Since the new and much larger dock had been constructed, this one was rendered obsolete and no longer had an official purpose. However, for several months now, it had become the go to place for couples to go if they wanted to “engage in lopsided night-battles”.
Wasting no time, Ajax released Marcus’s hand and pulled out her wisdom cube as she stepped up to the water. The wisdom cube had a failsafe that prevented ships from entering combat mode if they weren’t on the water to prevent them from suddenly growing in a populated area and causing accidental harm to civilians. She began to grow as she stepped onto the surface of the water and kept growing as she took a few steps out onto the water. When she stopped growing, Marcus only came up to the top of her shoe. He looked up in awe as she reached down for him; two years in command of this port and being intimate with Ajax at this size several times over the past month since the wedding were not enough to take away the overpowering presence the girls had at this size. What amazed him the most was that, as a light cruiser, Ajax was smaller than average while in combat mode. He couldn’t really imagine what it would be like to do this with her if she were the size of a battleship, some of whom were approaching twice her size.
Ajax wrapped her hand around him and picked him up, surrounding him from his shoulders to his toes in the warmth of her hand. He tried to move his arm experimentally as she lifted him to her face and found that, despite her loose grip, Ajax’s fingers didn’t budge. She opened her hand, holding it palm up and leaving Marcus laying on his back looking up at her. As he stood, he found he came from about Ajax’s chin to her nose.
“So, is my little piggy ready to play?” she asked.
“Yes,” Marcus responded, looking up as she lifted her left hand to stroke his head with one finger.
“Alright, why don’t you unbutton that shirt so I can unwrap my treat without tearing you shirt.”
As Marcus finished unbuttoning, Ajax’s hand tipped, and he tumbled and rolled into her left hand. He stopped on his back and her fingers prodded him into sitting position. She carefully removed his shirt with two fingers before tucking it into a small pocket hidden in the midsection of her dress. She slipped his shoes and socks off easily since he always kept his shoes tied loose enough to slide them off himself. It took a gentle tug to pull his pants off and his underwear came with them.
“Now, I’ll give you your reward,” she said, leaning closer as she tipped her hand closer to her face.
Ajax’s lips met his face in a very wet kiss, and he was pressed between her lips and palm. Her lips enveloped his head and most of his chest in their warmth. Her tongue poked between her lips, tasting his face and leaving it soaked. He was left breathless when she pulled away, and he began to shiver as the strong sea breeze blew over his wet skin.
“Aw,” Ajax said in an overly sweet voice like she was talking to a puppy, “is my little piggy cold? Let me get you out of this cold wind.”
She gave Marcus an excessively pleased look as she brought her right hand up to cover him.
“While I’m at it, I think it’s a good time to deal with a little issue you’ve been having. Just because you’re married now doesn't mean you can go around daydreaming and fall behind in your work. It hasn’t been anything I can’t handle yet, but you can’t just expect me to pick up the slack whenever you fall behind.”
She clasped her hands together, trapping him flat between them. She rubbed them back and forth slightly, rubbing her skin against his. Suddenly, she squeezed down hard. Marcus felt the pressure increase around him until it became uncomfortably tight and then started to hurt a bit. He almost missed the familiar tingle that meant she had returned to her normal size, shrinking him in the process. She kept squeezing tighter until he was afraid that she would break one of his ribs. Just as he was sure that this was it, that he wouldn’t escape with his ribs intact, she released him, and he lay back on her hand in relief.
“Now, I expect you’ll be a bit more diligent in you’re work in the future,” Ajax said as she gently stroked his hair with one finger.
“Yes, Mistress, I will,” Marcus almost panted in response, knowing how Ajax preferred to be addressed when she got in this kind of mood.
“Good,” Ajax said, moving her finger down to poke at his erect penis, “it looks like not all of you objected to your punishment.” She paused to see his reaction before asking, “well, shall I tease this little piggy now by loving it gently?”
Marcus tried to steady his breathing as she traced circles around his crotch with one finger.
“Yes,” he gasped, “please do, Mistress.”
Ajax giggled happily and licked her finger. She brought it to his penis and rubbed gently. Though her fingertip was about as big around as his head, it was soft and wet and warm and soon Marcus was squirming in pleasure in her palm. She slowly sat down cross-legged on the dock so she could focus better on playing with the tiny man in her hand. She licked him quickly to apply more saliva and kept playing with him until he was a mess of both of their fluids.
“You look like you’ve had some good exercise,” she said, gazing down at his panting body with what he swore was a predatory expression, “and little piggies who’ve exercised look so tasty, don’t they?”
Marcus didn’t have time to respond before he was tossed in the air and flew toward Ajax’s face. She caught him in her mouth, and he was immediately surrounded by darkness. He wasn’t sure why but the way her tongue moved him around her mouth reminded him more of tasting a piece of candy than the other times. Still, he wasn’t really nervous; after the first time Ajax pretended to swallow him, he’d learned that the ships had been designed so they couldn’t digest humans in particular. Still he was soon pinned to the roof of Ajax’s mouth—head brushing against her teeth and toes dangling quite close to her throat—as he felt Ajax stand and walk back toward the port.
***
Cleveland had just finished playing basketball with her younger sisters and was heading back to her room for a shower. She listened to the chorus of frogs and crickets that played each spring evening. She was hoping to get to bed soon so she could be well rested for her equipment transportation duty tomorrow.
As she walked, she spotted the vice admiral, HMS Ajax, coming down a sidewalk that crossed hers. She sped up slightly so she could talk to Ajax for a minute before heading to her room.
“Hi Ajax,” she said with a wave, “it’s good to see you.”
Ajax responded with something between a wave and a salute and gestured toward her mouth. Upon a second, more careful look, Cleveland saw that Ajax couldn’t respond because her mouth was too full.
“Oh, what ya’ eating?” she asked cheerfully, expecting Ajax to show her a wrapper for whatever snack or candy she might be eating.
Instead she was surprised when Ajax paused for a moment before smirking and slowly opening her mouth. The lights around the area were enough for her to see inside, and saw Marcus, the commander of the port, laying on Ajax’s tongue, naked, three inches tall, and covered in saliva. She only had a couple of seconds before Ajax closed her mouth again and smiled quite proudly at her. She was transfixed, unable to move as Ajax made a show of swallowing, closing her eyes and tipping her head back so Cleveland could clearly see the bulge travel down her throat. Ajax gave her a final smug smile before she turned and walked away, leaving Cleveland to stand there and try to process what she’d just seen.
***
Ajax skipped down the hallway as she came to her room. Usually she tried to be more dignified, but right now she could feel her little piggy bounce inside her with each jump. She settled back down as she stopped to open the door. She turned and flopped backward onto her bed. She gave her tummy a poke, enjoying feeling him move inside her.
“Are you enjoying yourself in there, little piggy?” she asked.
She smiled when she felt two tiny pokes in her stomach. One of the signals they’d worked out for when he was inside her: one poke for “no”, two pokes for “yes”.
“Good,” she said, “why don’t you show your gratitude by massaging my stomach for me. I wouldn’t mind if you worshipped it either.”
Immediately, she felt tiny hand massaging her stomach walls and what she had to guess was his mouth giving her stomach tiny kisses. She spent a few minutes enjoying the feeling as she rubbed her stomach from the outside.
She spoke again a moment later, “you know, you have strange tastes, even for a little piggy like you. I expected you would be embarrassed when I showed you off to Cleveland and swallowed you, but a little something between your legs told me you enjoyed it more than anything else I’ve done to you.”
The massaging continued, but it seemed to get softer, as if Marcus was waiting to see where she was going with this. She paused as well, considering how to put her thoughts to words. As much as Ajax wanted parade him around the port as her tiny pet, Marcus was still the commander of this port, and she had to leave his dignity mostly intact—at least in the eyes of the other girls. She’d only showed him to Cleveland because she wasn’t one to gossip and knew Ajax well enough to guess what their private life was like.
“I was just thinking,” she said, “if I have a chance to eat you in front of the other girls, I’m going to take it. At least, I will if it won’t damage your reputation.” She felt a stirring inside her as if Marcus was trying to decide how to respond. “You don’t need to say anything; I’ve already made up my mind. Little piggies like you don’t get to decide when they’re eaten.”
“There is something else I wanted to tell you. Since there’s a week until the next meaningful operation, I took the liberty of putting in a time-off request for my pet with high-command, and...” she paused for dramatic effect, “it was accepted! Obviously, my cute little piggy would want to spend his week off with me, but since I’ll be acting as commander during your vacation, I can just carry you along with me. You’ll obviously spend some time in me, but I also want to try carrying you in my clothes. How does that sound, little piggy?”
Ajax felt Marcus shift in her stomach and was surprised when, instead of tapping, she felt him attempting to embrace her stomach was with his tiny, three inch form. Ajax giggled. This is going to be a good week, she thought to herself.
***
Cleveland waited in line with the other ships waiting to leave on commissions. She watched Ajax come down the line, handing each girl a folder and giving them a few instructions before sending them off. She shivered slightly. She hadn’t been able to stop thinking about what she’d seen last evening; the Commander could be in Ajax’s stomach right now, and she would have no way to know. She’d kept herself up later than she wanted to last night with her thinking, but it had ultimately led nowhere. The Commander clearly wanted to be swallowed by his wife—his expression of contentment in her mouth was more than enough to make that clear. The only issue was that it made the thought of talking to Ajax a bit awkward since Cleveland had no way to know if he was inside Ajax’s stomach.
Cleveland was pulled back to reality by Ajax handing her a folder and saying, “here’s your folder. You know the drill, just fill out this paperwork once you finish your mission.”
As she finished talking, she suddenly smirked at Cleveland and gave her stomach a meaningful rub. As Ajax moved on to dispatch the last ship, Cleveland turned to leave. Her knees felt a bit shaky as she walked off, her mind playing images of what it must be like for Admiral Corri in Ajax’s stomach, then switching to imagining what it would look like to be there herself.
***
Ajax smiled to herself as she curled her toes around her tiny little piggy as he lay, trapped in her tights. She was walking back to Marcus’s office to continue her work for the day. There wasn’t too much to do, so she could take her time to enjoy herself. She giggled to herself as she thought about Cleveland. Poor girl. She’ll probably think I’m carrying Marcus somewhere on me if she ever sees me without him. Probably even more so if she ever realizes that he was somewhere else entirely from where she thought.