“Hey!” 

The sound of the familiar voice and his front door shutting had Evan quickly shutting down the current screen on his computer, the receipt page of something he recently bought quickly minimizing before he shut off his desktop. Despite the startle, he seemed relaxed as he leaned back against his computer chair as he turned toward the open door to the room. 

“Yeah, in here!” he called back, trying to relax as he shifted in his computer chair, turning it side to side somewhat. 

His mind was buzzing with anticipation and he couldn’t seem to get his mind to focus on the moment at hand. Evan had been planning this for the whole year, on top of saving up for the whole process, and now the day was quickly approaching. While a part of him knew that it could  backfire, all the signs were there and he had a good feeling about it. Now, he just had to wait a little longer. 

At the moment, however, he just had to focus on the current moment. Especially as Mia appeared in the doorway, giving him a small grin. Given the summer weather, she wore a pair of tight, black leggings with some matching shorts that hugged her legs in a way that left little to Evan’s imagination, a tight top highlighting the curves that he had found himself admiring over the years he had known Mia. Though, despite the warmer weather, she still wore an appealing black lipstick and heavy eyeliner, her dark hair resting over her shoulder as she seemed to take him in for a moment. That small grin still on her face. 

And he realized he had been staring. 

“Don’t tell me you’ve been cooped up in here all day,” she commented, finally walking into the space to lean her arms against the back of his chair with a playful grin, “We’ve got a night planned and you’ll need to be alert and engaged.” 

“Not all day,” Evan grumbled, “Just a couple hours. Wanted to get a couple things ready for this week.” 

“Well, good,” Mia chirped, patting the back of his computer chair with her hands before backing up a little as he stood up. “God, I can’t wait to leave this shithole of a town behind. I know I’ve been saying that since, like, sophomore year, but I really mean it.” 

Evan wasn’t surprised to hear that–Mia had been more than vocal about the general mindsets of the town. Considering it really was a small, rural town, he couldn’t exactly blame her. She had some opinions and viewpoints that set her apart from the majority of people he’d seen in the town, even within their own friend group, and she had often complained about wanting to get out somewhere more open-minded. Evan couldn’t exactly say what he wanted to do with his life–recently graduating and the final week in their summer after high school, he knew things were going to change pretty quickly. 

Which is what had him deciding to do what he was planning to do. Really, it was Mia’s open-mindedness that made him feel more confident in his decision. 

“You’re still going to that college?” Evan asked once the two of them had exited the house, genuinely curious. 

“Yeah,” she replied with a soft nod, “Even if I do end up transferring to another in the future, it’s still a decent place to figure out what I want to do. What about you? You’re still staying here?”

“For now,” Even said, “I don’t know. Everything’s up in the air.” 

“You’re not the only one,” Mia reassured, “I mean, I don’t know why you’d want to stay here, but I know some people don’t have much choice. I know Jaycie has that whole ranch thing going on.” 

Jaycie was another friend that Evan knew he’d at least have around town if he had to stay long-term. She was pretty average for what you’d expect from a ranch kid–blonde hair, skinny, very good with horses. Of course, she had kind of opened up a little more over the years, but she was still pretty quiet and shy around some other people. Sometimes. He’d seen her get into the odd verbal spat here and there, but otherwise she kind of kept most of her issues to herself. 

Well–most, at least. 

“Is she still dealing with that break-up?” Evan asked, raising an eyebrow when Mia let out a scoff in return. 

“Little more than just a break-up,” Mia replied, “It’s kinda hard to just move on from someone cheating on you. Still, she’s good, just…fuck, if I could get my hands on that ex-boyfriend of her’s, I’d destroy that little bastard. Grind his ass into the ground under my heel.” 

Evan inclined his head somewhat, knowing that the day Jaycie found out her boyfriend had been cheating on her for several months had been particularly hellish. Especially considering Mia had wanted to spearhead his public execution herself, but Jaycie just wanted to leave the situation behind. That he’d get what is coming to him eventually. Given her heavily religious background, he had no doubt that she believed that. 

“But c’mon,” Mia continued, “The others are waiting in the park and I don’t want to think about the horrible people in this town all night.” 

“Yeah, no doubt,” Evan agreed with a nod. 

Mia tossed him a friendly grin over her shoulder, Evan following behind her toward the familiar park that they had spent most of their afternoons at while they were all still in school. Really, Mia had been talking about this little gathering at the end of the year for a while now, and was clearly looking forward to the night. Evan couldn’t help but feel like he was, too. There was a bit of a change in the air, an anticipation that even he couldn’t help but fall victim to. Things were looking up and it was clear that feeling was putting a bit of a bounce to Mia’s step–it was infectious, to say the least. 

Really, Evan could only hope that energy would make his plans go right too. 

***

Outside of a night of drinking and messing around, the last couple days were particularly torturous for Evan. 

Ever since he saw the advertisement for a shrink-and-ship service, his mind had been alight with the possibilities when it came to him and Mia. There had been many times that he had wanted to express to her how he felt about her, yet it was hard to work up the confidence. That, or she was in another relationship and he lost his chance. They had always remained close friends, though, but it was clear that he’d wanted more. 

With this last summer coming to a close, he figured that maybe he could accomplish that in a grand way. 

He didn’t really know what the process had entailed, but the instructions once the package arrived seemed pretty straightforward. Judging from the reviews he had read of it online, he couldn’t help but feel hopeful that this would go his way. Plus, it apparently came with a reversing substance that he’d just take when it was time to grow back to his normal size. In his mind, it really was too much of a good opportunity to pass up. 

It was just the waiting that was particularly torturous, given that he not only had to wait for everything to arrive but it was also the fact that he wanted to keep everything a secret from Mia and their friends. 

So, naturally, when the package he was waiting for arrived, Evan jumped on the opportunity to get started. 

As it had been explained somewhat online, the process seemed pretty straightforward. He would ingest the shrinking agent, secure that the reversing substance was in the proper vial so it would shrink with him. The instructions in particular noted that he had to ingest it for size reversal to work, yet he figured that was easy enough to remember. The shrinking agent also noted that the properties would make him particularly indestructible, which he figured was a bonus and probably an added assurance in the packaging and shipping process. 

The padded box that it was shipped with had the company’s name on it, along with a prepaid shipping postage with Mia’s address on it. Evan could easily walk to her house, sure, but he didn’t want to be caught outside in case the shrinking agent acted quickly, and he wanted to make sure she noticed him at that size. 

He wasn’t getting shrunk down to the size of an ant, but he’d still be small enough that the indestructible side-effect would be useful. 

With the promise of same-day delivery, Evan felt confident enough to try this. Really, he had rehearsed what he wanted to say to Mia for longer than he cared to admit. Yet, at the moment, he was admittedly a little nervous about the shrinking aspect. He had always been fascinated by the idea of being tiny in the presence of a giant woman, yet with the fantasies threatening to become reality, he couldn’t help the small twisting in his gut. 

Still, he paid the money to go through with this thing, so he figured he might as well. 

Following the instructions, he placed the padded box on his front-step and swallowed down the shrinking agent. Making sure to place one of his feet in the box, he took in a breath and waited. A couple minutes passed where he made sure to contact the company that he had taken the shrinking agent, not really feeling anything for a short while. Yet, eventually, he could feel a sort of warmth in his gut. 

That feeling started to spread out through his body, making his limbs tingle and his skin flush. His mind felt a little foggy, Evan breathing long breaths out of his nose as eventually that sensation settled. At that point, he felt like his bones were vibrating, constricting and eventually things started to change. 

Evan didn’t pass out, watching as the world started to change around him. The railing of his porch started to look more and more like a pillar, gradually towering over him. The box under his foot seemed to expand under him, his reducing size allowing him to finally step inside the box and watch as his world grew bigger and bigger. His porch towered higher and higher above him, the walls of the box starting to grow bigger than him as well. 

Unevenly, Evan managed to lay himself down in the box, watching as it grew bigger and accommodated him better until eventually things stopped changing. He shut his eyes, breathing slowly through his nose as the feeling of the shrinking agent settling further into his body and eventually faded. A part of him wanted to stand up and explore a bit, the new perspective was like nothing he had experienced before. Yet, he didn’t want to risk things going wrong. 

So, he lay in the box, listening to the sounds of the neighborhood as he waited for his delivery person to arrive. 

More waiting. He almost wanted to laugh, yet he couldn’t help but feel like his body and mind was alight with all the new possibilities. While he knew he wasn’t really in any danger of being seriously injured, offering himself up like he was to Mia could be seen as romantic. In a way. He had certainly read some people describe it that way on the website, and he figured it was just unique enough that it might win her over. 

Yet, his thoughts were cut short when he heard the sound of a car door shutting nearby. Evan lay still, listening as it sounded like someone was approaching. Their footfalls grew louder and more noticeable as they did so. He could feel the vibration of their footsteps through the box as they climbed up the steps of his porch. A stranger appeared above him, dressed in a uniform bearing the same logo that was printed on the box. 

She towered over him, a size that Evan couldn’t really comprehend for a few moments as she looked impassively at him. Yet, he didn’t get to look back at her for too long, as she quickly flipped the lid of the box closed. Immediately, he was cast in darkness, Evan hearing the sound of her taping up the box for delivery. Eventually, he felt his world shift again. Evan was tossed somewhat around the box as she carried it, none too carefully, back to the car. 

Given the darkness and the movement, it wasn’t exactly Evan’s favorite part of the whole experience. That eventually settled, however, as she set the box down in the truck and all that was felt was the rumble of the engine and Evan’s pounding heart. 

This was it. He was finally doing this. 

Really, he had no idea how Mia would react. If she’d be appreciative or if this would go over as well as he hoped, but they had been friends for years by this point. Evan felt like she would find it strange but be charmed by it, as she usually was with things like this. 

So, he settled himself in for the relatively short drive. Thankfully, he wasn’t shipping himself across the country–or across the world, even. He knew the company offered international options, but apparently the process was a little more complex. Thankfully, everything seemed to be going as the company said it would–on his end, at least.

As expected, his ride was over very quickly–given the distance, he was surprised they didn’t just walk a couple blocks and drop it off on her step. 

Regardless, he braced himself against the next round of shaking as the delivery woman carried him to Mia’s house. Thankful for the padding, Evan was set down with a final thump against the bottom of the box as he heard the doorbell. His heart picked up pace wildly as he waited, listening as a few muffled footfalls approached the door before he heard it opening. 

“Got a delivery for ya, hun,” the delivery woman said, Evan not hearing her speak until now. “No expense on your part. Just sign here.” 

“I didn’t order anything…” Mia’s muffled voice again, sounding confused but intrigued. 

A short silence followed, likely the signing of the papers, before Evan felt his world shift again as the box was picked up. He heard another small conversation exchanged, a set of goodbyes, yet it was hard to focus as the big moment was coming up. Evan shut his eyes as he took in a steadying breath, the box stopping in its movements as Mia likely placed it down somewhere. 

He waited for a short while as it sounded like she was digging around for something, only returning after a minute or so. Evan heard the sound of something piercing the box, thankful that he was small enough to avoid getting stabbed by a knife or box cutter. As much as it wouldn’t do anything. Some light filtered into the space as Mia cut open the box, eventually flipping the lid open. 

She almost hovered over him, arms resting on either side of the box as her huge face looked down at him. A colored strand of red hair fell into her face, one of the few colored streaks she had in her hair this month. Mia looked down at him with visible confusion, like she wasn’t too sure what she was looking at. Then she almost jerked back as if the realization startled her, an awkward, fluttery laugh escaping her as she leaned back over the box. 

“Evan?” she asked, “What the hell?”

He couldn’t help the way he kind of flinched when she suddenly reached down, scooping him up gently as she looked him over with a somewhat shocked expression. Evan raised his hand up in a small wave, letting out a breathless chuckle of his own. 

“Yeah. Hey.” 

“Oh my God…” she started on an exhale, letting out a somewhat disbelieving chuckle as she let him play in her palm somewhat, “Wait–is this that weird shrink-and-ship thing people have been doing?”

“Well…Yeah. I mean, it’s pretty neat, right?”

“Sure…” she replied, her brows furrowing as she grinned somewhat uncomfortably, “Is this…some sort of prank or…?”

“No. No, not at all,” Evan replied, pausing as she finally shifted to place him down on the table. 

Thankful for some solid ground, he pulled himself back up to a stand as he looked up at Mia. At her current angle, she was…simply massive, despite the fact that she was pretty short in their day-to-day life. He could see the way her breasts swelled somewhat with her breathing, one of her thighs being large enough to dwarf him alone as she stood there expectantly. 

“I, uh…” Evan started, struggling to break from the train of thought he was heading down with those observations. “I wanted to shrink myself and deliver myself to you as a way to…offer my trust and…myself, I guess? All of this to say, despite this grand display, I’ve liked you for a long time Mia. With this last summer coming to a close, I just wanted to ask you something. Would you…be my girlfriend?” 

Mia paused, staring down at him in continued disbelief. Really, her reaction slowly started to put a sinking feeling in his gut, her mouth somewhat slack as if she was trying to say something. Yet, he was startled by the laugh that tore from her mouth once it seemed like the situation sunk in. Mia tossed her head back somewhat, laughing hard as she placed a hand on her stomach somewhat as she tried to calm herself a little. 

“You’re–You’re fucking with me, right?” she asked, letting a few uncontrolled chuckles escape. “How much did you pay for this? Holy shit, Evan…” 

“Well…” he started, frozen to the spot, “Well, I thought…”

“No,” Mia replied with a small, amused huff. “No, Evan. I appreciate that you wanted to go this big for a confession like that, it’s really cute and I’m sure the right person would like it. Yet, I’m not the right person. I don’t like you that way. I like you as a friend. I’m sorry.” 

“Hold on…” Evan started, shaking his head lightly. “All those times you teased me, the flirting?”

“What flirting?” Mia asked, her voice dropping into a serious tone. 

“You know what flirting!” Evan exclaimed, “The teasing, the playful jabs at me trying to date, the way you act around me, the way you dress–” 

“The way I dress?” Mia snapped, tilting her head. “That’s for me. Make no mistake, asshole. The rest is just me playing around. If you took that as flirting, that’s on you. I’ve never liked you that way, Evan.”

“I can’t believe this,” Evan said, standing on her table as if he wasn’t merely a couple inches tall, arguing with the giantess that was Mia currently. 

“Look, this was really cute. I appreciate it, but I hope you know how to grow back.”

Despite a part of him knowing that he should just take the rejection, grow back to normal size, and go home, there was a part of him that burned at her words. A tightness in his gut, one that put a tension in his jaw as he looked up at her with a hard expression. 

“Fuck you,” he spat, “Everybody talks about how you’re a whore, anyway. Maybe I should’ve listened.” 

The words were out before he could stop them, feeling his gut tightening in rage before his mind seemed to catch up with the current situation. His anger started to shift when he noticed the way Mia’s expression changed. 

It was clear that she wasn’t enjoying the conversation at the moment, yet he watched as her mouth flattened into a tight line, her eyes narrowing. A dark look crossed her face as she stared down at him, Evan watching on with a growing sense of dread as he realized that he was palm sized and had just royally pissed off his best friend. Though, he was caught completely off guard when she lunged forward. 

Evan barely had time to register that she had moved, let alone stop the force of her hand coming down and pinning him to the table with a slam that likely would have broken a few bones if the shrinking agent wasn’t helping him out. Though, Evan couldn’t help but notice that part of his pants was getting wet, realizing that his pocket was leaking and–

Fuck! The reversing substance!

He groaned somewhat under the pressure of Mia’s hand as she leaned forward on it, anger clearly blazing in her gaze as she leaned in close. 

“I’m sorry–a what?” she asked in a low voice. 

“Mia–” 

“No, no. You don’t get to take it back,” she snapped with a short, unamused chuckle, “A whore? Right? You think I’m a whore?”

“Mia, please just…” Evan groaned out, the words dying as she pressed her hand down harder, making it hard to breathe for a few moments. 

“Look at you, helpless under my hand and yet you think you can insult me like that?” she asked, tilting her head. “But–well, if you think I’m a whore, I can show you how a whore uses one of her toys.”

Evan had only ever been inside Mia’s bedroom sparingly. 

Yet, in this context, he felt a sense of dread upon recognizing the familiar room as Mia shut the door. Evan was still clutched in her hand, his arms pinned and he couldn’t really do anything other than watch her. Her rejection had stung him, yet the almost angry expression on her face was odd to see. He had known Mia to be a bubbly person, he had rarely seen her anger directed toward him. 

Until now, at least. 

It was dizzying, his world flipping around as she almost carelessly tossed him on the bed. The comforter caught most of the fall, yet it was still jarring and left him almost breathless. He turned himself over to look over at Mia, who was removing her jacket and staring at him with an almost blank expression. It had been a whirlwind of events, he was still trying to process the shift in perspective and the scenario to really take in what she said about “toys.” In the moment, however, he knew that his way of being able to return to normal size was gone and he was in serious trouble if there was no way to fix that. 

If he could get Mia to listen, maybe she could help him. Yet, judging from the expression on her face, she looked to be far from interested in having a conversation with him. Still…

“Mia, I’m really sorry I said all that shit,” he stated, watching as she neared the foot of the bed. 

She let out a scoff, shaking her head. “You guys are only ever sorry when you get called out. Little late now.” 

“I am, I really am,” Evan insisted, “Look, when you pinned me under your hand, you broke the vial I need to take to return to normal so–” 

“Shut up,” Mia snapped, “Toy’s don’t talk. I can do a couple things to make it hard for you to do anything, so don’t press your luck.” 

Her words robbed him of anything he could say, Evan staring up at her as she shifted to take off her shorts. He was…a “toy”? Given the way she was undressing and the words she had said in the kitchen, it didn’t take him too long to figure out what she meant. 

He didn’t really know what to feel about that. A part of him knew that he didn’t want things to be like this, yet he also knew he had definitely thought about what it would be like to sleep with her. In this context, however, it wasn’t like what he ever could have imagined. To be reduced to only a few inches tall and to have Mia more interested in using him instead of a mutual acting on feelings. Yet, he was still robbed for what to say, and he didn’t really want to push his luck. 

Yet, he couldn’t help but be almost mesmerized as Mia removed her clothing and had dressed down to just her panties and bra. The bed sank as she crawled toward him, her body towering over him and took up most of his vision. Her tits swung lightly over him, the expanse of her torso blocking her bedroom light as she continued to crawl until she was settled more at the head of the bed. Evan could only watch and follow her as she settled down against the headboard, her massive legs trapping him between them and he knew she could snatch him up easily enough if he tried to run. 

Mia stared down at him, almost as if looking him over for a few moments before she seemed to settle on what to do next. 

“Just to really make sure…” she muttered, almost to herself, as she opened her bedside drawer and started rummaging around. 

Evan watched as she sat back up, a rubber band in her hand. At that, he tried to gather himself to a stand to protest. Yet, Mia was quicker, her hand reaching out to grab him and bringing him toward herself. She turned him over in her palm, pinching his legs together with the fingers of her free hand. 

“Mia, please. You don’t need to do this,” Evan protested, yet she didn’t respond or really acknowledge him. 

He tried to twist away, yet her giant fingers kept him in place for the most part as she started to twist and wrap the rubber band around his legs. Evan twisted again, which prompted her to close her other hand around him tightly, leaving just his legs exposed as she continued to tie him up. Tighter and tighter. Finally, she released the band once it was tight enough around his legs. The rubber was almost biting into him, bounding him tightly. 

“There,” she said, sounding almost proud. 

Mia dropped Evan back down between her legs again, this time much closer to her crotch. He tried to move his legs, yet he couldn’t fight against the way she bound him up. He was just left with his arms free, forced to roll around to look back up at her. 

She looked massive from his current angle, Mia looking down at him with a mixture of almost cruel amusement and something akin to interest. He watched as she shifted up, reaching down to pull her panties off of her. She pulled him down her legs, leaving her bare pussy only a few feet from him as she tossed them aside. Mia shifted closer, her legs closing in a little more around him. 

Yet, Evan knew it was impossible for him to run. Even as she pushed her pussy almost inches from him, the smell of her sex hitting him and he couldn’t help the spark of arousal that shot through him. He watched as she parted her lips with her fingers, revealing her vaginal opening to him as she sought out her clit. Mia rubbed slow strokes against the bundle of nerves, letting out a low hum. 

“I bet you wondered what this was like,” she said, “To rub my pussy, what it would feel like to be inside me. Well, just you wait.” 

She wasn’t wrong–Evan had often fantasized what it would be like to have sex with her, yet he had never even imagined what was currently happening to him. Sure, he had fathomed being shrunk, but he had never thought about what it would be like to be used for sex. For sexual aid, really. Like a toy. With the way Mia was talking to him and touching herself, it was clear that she was only regarding him in that way. That, or she was enjoying the unorthodox punishment she was planning to give him. 

If he could even call it a punishment. Though, given the fact that he couldn’t even reach down to touch himself at the sight of her splayed out in front of him, her pussy just big enough to fit his whole body inside, it was a bit like a punishment. Just not in the way she intended, perhaps. 

Evan tensed somewhat, despite himself, when her hand reached down and she picked him up somewhat. 

She brought him forward so he was lined up at her opening, feet first. All he could do was watch as she slowly started to push his legs into her, Mia’s pussy enveloping his legs almost hungrily as she let out a low moan in return. He could feel the tightness around his legs, the way her fluids started to soak his lower half as she pushed him in and out slowly, deeper and deeper each time. 

Up to his knees, at first, then his hips, his torso. 

Evan watched as she pushed him into her again, slipping in easily up to where her fingers held him at his shoulders. All he could see was her pussy, her swollen clit above him and the cage of her fingers around his head and shoulders. Mia let out another moan, pulling him out partly before pushing him back in, a little quicker and Evan could feel her movements becoming more fluid and purposeful. In and out, the wet sound of her cunt swallowing up his body became more and more prominent as she pumped him in and out of her at a quicker pace. 

It was hard to really keep track of what was happening, the speed in which she used him to fuck herself on left him feeling a little dizzy and overwhelmed. He could feel the way she fit around his body, her fluids leaking out and soaking his face and neck, getting in his mouth and eyes as she pumped him in and out of her. All he could see was her pussy, yet when he glanced up he could see her massive body towering above him as she pumped him in and out of her. Her still clothed breasts bounced somewhat as she pushed herself down against him. 

He couldn’t help but squirm somewhat, only able to move his hips and legs. This caused Mia to tense and let out a moan, pulling and pushing him back in with a little more force after a moment. 

“Fuck–keep moving like that,” she stated, Evan not quite understanding what was happening in that moment. 

At his refusal to follow her direction, he felt her fingers tighten around him, squeezing his torso in a way that tightened his airway. He knew it would do nothing, as he couldn’t die in the end, yet it was uncomfortable enough that he couldn’t help but move again. 

“Mm–yeah. I tell you to do something, you do it,” she panted, pumping him into herself again and again as Evan moved himself around against her tight hold and her slick pussy hugging his body back. 

Again and again–it felt like it went on forever, Mia pumping him in and out of herself at a speed that felt like she was barely pulling him out at that point. Evan continued to move, especially when her hand frightened with a threatening warning that he wasn’t doing what she wanted. Eventually, she shifted somewhat so that her body was hovering over him, Evan almost upside down as she pounded him into herself with a series of increasingly loud whimpers and moans. 

Her fluids leaked out around him, Evan forced to breathe in and swallow some as he tried to catch his own breath against her movements. Yet, it was almost pointless, as she kept leaking down onto him, soaking him as he could feel her pussy starting to twitch around him as Mia let out a few light curses, angling him up into her a little further as Evan moved in time with her thrusts. 

With a groan, Mia shoved him in deep, Evan’s head pushed into her as her pussy closed in around his head. All he could feel was her wet, velvety walls grip him in a vice-like grip as she came with a strained cry, her cum leaking down and almost suffocating him as it leaked around his head, got into his ears, nose and mouth. 

She left him in there as her pussy pulsed and constricted through her orgasm, Evan trying to twist around and wiggle in a way that would let him get some air. Yet, that only seemed to stimulate her more, Mia moaning and using her finger to keep him in place despite his struggles as she rode out her high for a few more agonizing moments. 

Eventually, he was pulled out, not too aware of how much time had passed. Yet, he knew that her pussy had slowly started to constrict, her arousal fading and Mia gripped her fingers around his head and pulled him out of her with a light groan. He was dangled upside down as she did so, lifting him somewhat so that he got a good view of her. 

Mia lay on the bed, bottom half of herself exposed, one of her tits exposed as it was clear she had been playing with it while she used him to get herself off. A few strands of black hair clung to her face, a somewhat glossy look in her eyes. The moment was uncertain, Evan not sure what was going to happen to him, yet he couldn’t help but marvel at how beautiful she was at that moment. What he would have given for that to be something that he got to see in a different situation. 

In a situation where he wasn’t anything more than a toy to her. 

Mia didn’t say anything to him for a while, just leaving him bound in the rubberband she had constrained him with as she moved around to pull some more clothes on. She paused every now and again to type something into her phone, letting out the odd, amused huff at whatever she read there. It was oddly familiar, a quiet moment that Evan had shared with her several times before where the two of them would be distracted by different things. Yet, in the current moment, he couldn’t help but track her movements with his gaze. Apprehensive, his heart still racing in his chest, her fluids drying on him slowly as she seemed to finalize whatever she was doing on her phone. 

She glanced up at him, finally looking over at him since she had used him as a dildo. Mia gave him a somewhat cocky look, approaching the bed with her pants still open. 

“Oh, man,” she sighed, “I’d keep you for myself for the rest of the weekend, but the others want to have a go with you too. I mean, if you’re only interested in us for our bodies, we might as well get good use out of a nice, new little toy.” 

“Mia–” Evan protested, yet she reached out toward him as if she never even heard him. 

She rubbed him off a little with her hand, turning Evan over to rest him in her palm for a few moments. He looked up at her, Mia’s massive size hitting him again as she looked down at him in return as if she was examining him before she gave him an almost half-smirk. While he did wonder what she was thinking, what she meant about the fact that their other friends wanted to ‘use’ him, she didn’t say anything. 

He did watch, however, as she shifted her hand so he was dangled upside down again. Evan watched as Mia hooked a finger into the front waistband of her panties, pulling them open almost slowly as he saw the patch of dark hair revealed to him again. Her thighs were big enough to where her panties were pressed tight against her, creating a perfect slope down toward her pussy. 

Suddenly, he was dropped. 

Evan let out a short yell as that very opening rushed toward him, only falling through the air for a few moments in reality, yet he could see it rushing toward him almost in slow motion. That space grew larger, almost welcoming him as it became almost all he could see. Finally, he landed into her panties, the plush fabric catching his fall, yet it caused him to bounce and roll somewhat. He was slammed against Mia’s pussy lips, Evan rolled over with the motion so he was facing upwards again. 

Just in time to see a glimpse of Mia before she let go of the band of her panties, the fabric snapping back into place and trapping him in darkness. He was snug against her, Mia’s lips gently enveloping around him and that only became more apparent as she started to walk, her legs rubbing him side to side, back and forth somewhat against her. It wasn’t hard to notice the way her pussy lips started to swell somewhat, Evan powerless to do anything as she was headed toward where she was going. 

Yet, as he could feel a dampness starting to form against his front again, he knew he was in for a long couple of days.

Evan really couldn’t make heads or tails of where he was. 

Once Mia had stuffed him into her panties, all he could really do was lay there as her pants sealed him pretty tightly to her pussy. He could tell that she was walking somewhere by the movement of her thighs rolling him somewhat, but he really had no idea where she was headed. Mia’s pussy lips pretty much surrounded him, keeping him pressed up against them as she walked. 

Evan knew she could feel it, too, as her lips were somewhat engorged, leaking the odd drop of fluid onto his body. Though, clearly, Mia didn’t really have the time to address that. A part of him was tempted to move–if anything, to at least release the rubber band that was wound tightly around his body. Yet, he also didn’t want to make this walk worse for him than it could be. 

Yet, he didn’t have to worry about that for too long, as it seemed like Mia found what she was looking for. 

She sat herself down on a park bench to wait for her friend, looking as casual as someone could be while sitting at a park. For Evan, however, the shift was pretty significant. The world around him suddenly became tighter, Mia’s weight pressing down on him, her legs pressing in tightly against him as she crossed her legs. He was pinned under her pussy, the weight pressing down against him and around him making it unbearably warm. While it was dark in her panties, Evan could understand where he was and the looming figure that was pinning him down. 

Finally, he couldn’t help but squirm, bending his legs and twisting his body against the lips that held him where he was.

Mia’s reaction was instant, tensing up somewhat as she took in a small breath. 

“You little shit,” she breathed with a small, amused huff. 

With a shift of her legs, she ground herself down on Evan, grateful for a way to pass the time. 

The pressure that came down against Evan was suddenly tenfold, Mia’s pussy enveloping him as she ground herself down against him. He was smothered by her somewhat, face and body pressed against the inside of her lips as she moved back and forth slowly, dragging him somewhat along her. Evan could feel himself getting soaked by her, Mia rubbing herself against his face as more of her juices leaked down over him, inside his mouth and nostrils as he tried to take a breath. It was weirdly mortifying and arousing at the same time, Evan struggling to keep his body from reacting as he felt himself being dragged along her slick folds. 

Mia continued this for some time, the back of her hand pressed against her mouth as she slowly moved her hips back and forth against the park bench, and Evan. Thankfully, the park seemed pretty empty at this hour, the sun starting to cast a low orange that suggested it was getting a little later in the evening. 

Though, a new voice made her freeze. 

“Mia?” 

“Jaycie, hey,” she greeted, standing up, “Sorry, I didn’t hear you come up.” 

“Don’t worry about it,” Jaycie chirped with a small wave of her hand, “So, is he really…?”

“Yep,” Mia replied with a short huff, “Can’t believe he really thought this would work. I mean–kinda sweet at first, as unfortunate that I couldn’t return the sentiment. Of course, he had to go and ruin it for himself. I figured I might as well make the best of the situation if he’s going to be an asshole.” 

“Yeah, I guess…” Jaycie replied, sounding a touch uncertain, “Though, I did say I’d go first, so…” 

“Sure, let me just…” 

Evan, who had been listening to the muffled exchange, couldn’t really believe what he was hearing. Jaycie, who didn’t really have it in her to harm a fly, wanted to go first to do whatever she wanted with him? With his body, more so, considering Mia seemed to make it clear that she didn’t really see him as a person anymore. Still, he couldn’t help the small bit of relief that washed over him when she pulled him from her pants. 

“Did you really keep him in your pants?” Jaycie asked, letting out a small, somewhat disbelieving chuckle. 

“Come on,” Mia replied with a light roll of her eyes, “I cleaned him off beforehand and I’m sure you have a water bottle in your car if you want to make sure.” 

Evan stiffened somewhat when his world shifted, Mia bringing him down to rub the edge of her jacket against his body roughly before he was being passed off to Jaycie. He landed on her soft palm, her giant face looking down at him curiously before her eyes widened somewhat. 

“He really did this. You weren’t joking.” 

“Why’d I lie?” Mia asked, watching as Jaycie closed her hand around Evan, holding him around his torso as she brought him up toward her face for closer inspection. 

“Jaycie…” Evan spoke, finally managing to find his voice after everything that happened with Mia, “Hey, you don’t have to–”

“Hey!” Mia snapped, stepping closer and flicked him hard against his head, the force making his jaw snap shut. “Toy’s don’t talk. So, shut up.” 

Jaycie didn’t reply, pressing her lips together into a thin line as if she was in thought for a few moments before Mia spoke up again. 

“Anyway, you have that horseback riding thing?” she asked, “I didn’t want to keep you for too long, I know you’ve been working on that for a long time.” 

“Oh, yeah,” Jaycie said with a small grin, lifting her gaze to look over at her, “I don’t want to be late, but I’ll text you!” 

Evan watched as Jaycie pulled back the neck of her t-shirt somewhat, pushing her hand inside to drop him along the bottom cup of her bra and under her breast. Once again, he was sealed away, the smell of Jaycie’s body wash hitting him as the weight of her breast kept him pinned under it. He had never thought of her as someone who was overly curvy, yet she now had him pinned under one of her breasts as she started to walk. 

The small movements had the globe of flesh rubbing against him constantly. Warm, heavy, and soft, it was hard not to react to it. Especially with the knowledge of where he was, a constant mass moving over him. 

Though, he knew she had mentioned horses. The ranches were pretty far away from the town, which meant that Jaycie would have to drive at least. Still, he knew he was in for a bit of a journey. 

Still, she seemed…kind of sympathetic. Maybe he could convince her to go easy on him. 

***

What were seemingly little dismissable movements of Jaycie’s breast as she drove were doubled for Evan. He was far closer than he ever thought or really wanted to get to Jaycie, yet he was learning quickly that he was powerless in this unfolding situation. If it wasn’t stuffed in Mia’s panties, he was tucked under Jaycie’s breast, the mound of flesh rubbing and bouncing against him subtly enough to press against his body but not enough to really get any lasting pleasure from it. 

Naturally, it was a long drive, but the hand reaching into her bra to pull him out came a lot quicker than Evan was expecting. 

He dangled somewhat, held in the middle by the thumb and pointer of Jaycie’s hand as she seemed to look him over somewhat. The expression on her face didn’t seem overly cruel, but he really didn’t know what to expect from this situation. Still, he took in a small breath and managed to find his voice enough to say something. 

“Jaycie…this is a huge misunderstanding…” he started, watching as she tilted her head somewhat. 

“Oh, so you didn’t call Mia a whore?”

“...Well, yeah, but it was the heat of the moment,” Evan explained, wiggling somewhat against the restraints of the rubber band around him and Jaycie’s hold. “I was hurt. She…gave me all these signals. Just kind of played with me all these years–” 

“So it’s her fault that you read into those wrong?” Jaycie interrupted, a harder look crossing her face, “Nobody played you Evan, but I guess it’s just fine to degrade Mia when she doesn’t return your feelings? Would you do the same for any of us?”

“Yeah, I called her what I did, but that doesn’t warrant whatever this is!” Evan called out, “You don’t have to play into her game. I know where I got the shrinking stuff from, I can contact the company for a regrowth vial and I won’t ever talk to that fucking psycho ever again.” 

“Psycho?” Jaycie snapped, “She didn’t return your feelings, you called her a whore. You deserved whatever happened after.” 

“You have to be fucking kidding me…” 

“Y’know…” Jaycie started, undoing her seatbelt, “I was just going to stuff you in the glove compartment until I was done with this thing. Yet, if you want to be an ass, I can work with that.” 

Evan muttered the start of the question at her words, but his world was shaken up as Jaycie moved herself into the backseat. He was pinned under her massive hand, watching as she undid her jeans and shifted so she could pull them down somewhat. Finally, he watched as she lifted her hand from him. He watched as she shifted back so she was looming over him somewhat, her ass hovering over him. Really, he had never noticed her ass before, yet all he could see was her cheeks as she pulled her panties down somewhat. 

With a free hand, Jaycie reached back to grab him again, parting her ass cheeks with one hand. Immediately, Evan knew what she was planning to do. 

“Jaycie, wait!” he called out to no avail, Jaycie lifting him closer and closer to the puckered hole ahead of him, “Don’t do this!” 

It was useless, Evan forced to watch as she shifted somewhat to her asshole parted somewhat. She slipped his legs inside, Evan trying his hardest to wiggle himself around as if it would stop her in any way. It was quite the opposite, the giantess above him letting out a small hum of pleasure. She only pushed him in further, Evan watching as her anus swallowed him up. First his legs, then his hips, eventually up to his arms. He sucked in a quick breath of putrid air as the hole parted one more time to swallow his head. Jaycie pushed him a little further inside, the tight and slimy walls keeping him pretty immobile. 

He watched as her finger retreated, the hole closing up instantly and trapped him in darkness. 

Evan was inside Jaycie’s asshole. He was inside her as she got out of her car and commenced with her horse riding lesson, that tight cavern only squeezing against him tighter the more he struggled against the onslaught of motions. The whole lesson only lasted an hour or so, yet for Evan it felt like it dragged on forever. Each movement, each bounce of her ass against the saddle. Mercifully, he was up far enough to not have to feel the brunt of that too much, yet it was enough to make him struggle. In turn, Jaycie would tighten her anal muscles as if she wanted to feel him do it more. 

Eventually, he gave up, forcing himself to save his strength as Jaycie continued with her riding. Really, the angle and motions had him feeling a little sick, blood pooling his head and all he could smell was her ass. It was torturous, even after she wrapped up her final lesson and made the drive back to her home. 

He really didn’t know if he had passed out or his brain had managed to just tune everything out for his sake. Yet, Evan wasn’t really aware that Jaycie had moved on to showering, Evan hearing the running water as her asshole parted. She eventually fished him out, pulling him out of her ass with a small moan. 

“I’m surprised Mia didn’t just keep you…” Jaycie commented, Evan taking in deep breaths as he could finally breathe a little easier. “The way you wiggled around…shit.” 

“Jaycie…” he started, but she had moved on. She shoved him under the torrent of water that was her shower head, Evan’s words drowning out as he roughly took water into his mouth and up his nose as she roughly cleaned him off. 

As much as a part of him already knew better, he couldn’t help the small bit of hope as he felt her unwind the band around his torso. Yet, he only realized that she was doing so to make more room for…

Evan was pushed back against something slick and hard, a tilt of his head back making him look up at the pink, erect model of a cock. A dildo, he numbly realized as Jaycie wound the rubber band around him and the sex toy at the same time. He had free use of his arms, yet any pushing against the elastic around him only threatened to cut into his hands. 

He watched as Jaycie stood up to her full height again, leaving him strapped to a mounted dildo that she had on a shower seat. At his current angle, he could only see her tits and stomach, coming down to a somewhat trimmed patch of hair that his eyes lingered on as she brought a hand down. He watched as Jaycie played with herself openly, drawing slow circles against her clit as she moaned softly. She eventually moved on to play with her breasts, slick with water as she tilted her head back, blonde hair laying heavy against the back of her head from the water. 

Though, Evan was broken from his semi-trance when Jaycie turned around. She presented her ass toward him again, shifting back until the tip of the dildo was lined up to her pussy. He watched as she slowly sunk down onto it, her pussy lips parting to take in the dildo as she let out another soft moan against the rushing of the shower. Really, Evan had never seen anything like it before, her pussy looking almost like it was greedily taking it in as she sunk down on it. Closer and closer to him, growing larger and larger above him until it was all he could see. 

Instinctively, he raised his arms up as if he alone could stop her, yet his arms only just slipped inside her as Jaycie sunk down fully. Her pussy slipped down around him easily enough as she let out a pleased gasp, Jaycie bouncing herself lightly over the length of him a few times. All Evan could do was take it, her pussy walls clinging to him tightly as they ran up and down his body, against his face. All he could breath and taste was Jaycie, her fluids getting into his mouth and nostrils as she continued to ride her dildo. 

She started to move quicker, bouncing harder and quicker as she let out more strains and whimpers. The slick sound of her skin slapping against the wet surface of the shower chair and the dildo pushing into her was all that could be heard behind the sound of the shower. Evan knew that she was getting close to her orgasm, given how quick and hard her movements were becoming.

All the while, Evan was forced to use his arms to push against her pussy so he could get some sort of air. Yet, all that really succeeded in doing was drag his hands and arms up and down her walls, which only spurred Jaycie on as he could hear her moans becoming loud. 

Jaycie bounced herself on that dildo over and over, hand pressed over her mouth as Evan was trapped against the base. It almost felt like he was drowning in her fluids and the water, yet the knowledge that nothing would kill him didn’t bring him too much comfort to his panicking mind. It had him moving harder, trying to push her clinging walls away, wiggling his body against the slick back of the dildo he was tied to. 

Once again, that only brought Jaycie more pleasure. 

As Evan could feel some of his strength start to ebb out from the exertion, Jaycie’s pussy started to flutter. She moaned deeply before letting out a soft curse, slowing her movements to push the dildo deeper inside her with a few thrusts. Finally, her pussy clenched tightly around Evan and the sex toy as she cried out lightly, riding out her orgasm, which pushed a whole new wave of fluid over Evan. It got into his mouth, around his head, and all he could do was wait until it had leaked out from around the dildo. 

Jaycie didn’t stand up, however, sitting down on the seat with the dildo still buried deeply inside her. Evan was left to just wait, Jaycie’s pussy clenching around him a few times before things started to settle. 

So he thought, at least. 

Slowly, Jaycie started to grind herself against the dildo, moaning lightly against the oversensitivity. Yet, she couldn’t help it as she craved to feel that rush again. She knew that if she went too quickly, it would push her toward her orgasm quickly again and it would be over too soon. 

Fortunately for her, she knew how to control that and, unfortunately for Evan, she was ready for another almost immediate round as she started to move herself up and down the dildo again with slow, dragged out movements.