Joe was lost for words and completely unable to accept the paradise he was in as reality. He was the first shrunken human in world history, but beyond being a landmark in science he was also having a sexual experience so good that it should have been impossible. He couldn’t tell how deep he was inside Anna’s pussy. Her vaginal walls were tight enough that it would have been claustrophobic if he wasn’t so aroused, but this also meant that he couldn’t navigate or get a sense of place. He was so ecstatic that he would contract his body inwards only to spread it out again. When he pressed himself against the walls, he’d find himself slipping around in multiple directions before being held tightly in place again by the tight, lubricated walls. Whether his head was facing the opening or Anna’s cervix was a mystery to him. He felt very curious amid his ecstasy though, doing what he could to see how deep he could slip in. It was dark and sight was useless here, but he wondered how far he could push himself. Would he be able to enter Anna’s uterus? Was going further even safe? Whatever was possible or not didn’t matter. He was in his happy place, and couldn’t help occasionally stroking his cock in excitement, and regularly opening his mouth to taste his girlfriend’s sweet juices.

Anna was clearly enjoying the entire thing too. She had a much better sense of where Joe was and kept urging him to continue whatever he was doing. Besides the fact that having a shrunken man inside her pussy was physically stimulating, the sense of power was intoxicating. She could kill him in there just by contracting hard enough. Joe’s body would be crushed and he’d drown in her fluids. She would never exercise this of course, but the feeling was enough for her to decide to keep Joe shrunk just for a little while longer than she originally planned.

“Mmmmm!” Anna moaned, “Joe, you’re doing sooooo amazing! It feels fucking great! Having you deep in my pussy! I wish we could have done this sooner. Much sooner! Why didn’t you tell me about your giantess fantasy before?”

This wasn’t something that she expected a response to. Surrounded by the inside of her vagina in every direction and swamped in vaginal fluids, Joe couldn’t communicate anything. Even if he screamed in pain and begged to be released, it wouldn’t register as anything more than a mild tickle to his giant girlfriend. That didn’t stop him speaking, even if it was only to himself. “Oooooh, Anna, fuck, it’s… it’s indescribable. Warm…. Wet… tight… HOT…. I… I don’t wanna ever leave!” He knew this wasn’t doable, but that didn’t prevent his mind wandering.

Anna had already removed all of her clothes by this point. Compared to any other intimate encounter, she didn’t think she’d stripped down faster in her life. It wasn’t enough just to feel the power she had over Joe. She wanted to orgasm, and right on the couch was just the place to do it tonight. Anna began rubbing her pussy gently. Then she became more aggressive. When even that didn’t seem like enough she pulled out a vibrator. From the inside Joe could tell what was happening. Anna’s aggressive self-pleasuring had the effect of shaking her inner walls, reducing what little sense of control he had to nothing… and it was perfect. He felt like he was being pushed deeper inside her vagina. The feeling was like being pushed under waves while encased in a tight sleeping bag. At this point, Joe and Anna had both given into full temptation, not holding back on reaching orgasm. Joe knew Anna well and followed her moans, using them to gauge how near he had to be to cumming at any given moment.

“Ooooohhh…. Anna… your pussy….”

“Oooo Joe! My tiny little man!”

“I’m in love…”

“You’re mine forever…”

Back and forth their erotic talk followed them to an inevitable climax. It was more incredible than either of them could have predicted. Joe shot his most intense (and yet also technically his smallest) ejaculation of his life. Anna’s vagina began to contract rhythmically. Joe might have said it was almost violent. As these movements became more intense, Joe was shot out of Anna’s pussy through sheer force in the form of a squirt and landed on the couch. Seeing as he was now out, Anna looked down at him. They both stared passionately at one another, feeling an afterglow that couldn’t be explained in words. It was just something they both felt.

ONE WEEK LATER

Joe was shrunk back and forth on a regular basis, or at least as often as he possibly could. Being able to live out the ultimate fantasy didn’t exempt him from his routine duties. As promised, he Joe used his industry connections to help Anna live out her fantasy of meeting Howard Bartov. It still came at a hefty cost, but circumstances couldn’t exactly be called… normal. It was a time to celebrate.

On the evening of the concert, Anna shrunk Joe back down again to half an inch. He had come to know what a warm, secure, and sexy place that Anna’s cleavage was and tonight wasn’t going to be an exception. Anna’s boobs smothered him to the point that it wasn’t overbearing, but still restricted his movement enough that he couldn’t stage a sneaky escape even if he tried (or wanted). Being between those boobs was like being pressed between pillows from every direction, but with the touch of skin and accompanied by Anna’s beautiful scent. Whenever Anna walked there were jiggles and bounces through her fleshy mounds, and to Joe this was like being gently shifted about between two waterbeds. Joe basically had a constant boner in there, and it throbbed harder the more he mentally leaned into his situation. “Paradise,” he would say to himself over and over.

The concert was taking place in an open-air stadium. The crowd was bustling with excitement as fans from all over the city gathered for pre-concert drinking and singing. Anna went out of her way to appear authoritative, but beautiful. She wore a tiny, low-cut shirt that exposed her midriff, a leather jacket over it and a tight pair of jeans.

Anna met up with her friends for the show. Holly was a tall, almost-nymphomaniac girl that made a decent living working as a model on the side. She might have been skinny, but her butt didn’t suffer at all. It was HUGE, and Joe couldn’t help but peek out at it from within his booby home. Also among them was a couple, Ariel and Declan. Ariel was a much more sedated girl that didn’t like to express too much energy when in a public place. She was working on her career as an actress and had recently played a few roles in some local indie productions. Her boyfriend Declan was a bubbly and outgoing guy that almost seemed like too much of an opposite for Ariel, but he knew his match was perfect. For work, Declan did the editing for various film and media companies that sent their work his way. Joe couldn’t believe how tall Declan was. He was 6’4! Even at his regular size, Declan would have made Joe feel like a real shorty. He wondered if Ariel could handle a man like that.

Anna couldn’t contain the smile. “Have a look at what I have guys!” She then arched her back to push her breasts upwards, showing off Joe who was poking out of the top of her cleavage with an arm on each breast as though he was using them like armrests on a couch. Ariel stared at him curiously and covered her mouth in surprise. Declan’s response was a big “Holy shit!” Holly’s response was the most ecstatic of all. She almost wanted to snatch Joe out from booby paradise and start playing with him right there.

“Allow me to explain,” Anna said confidently, knowing that she was now going to be the centre of attention (besides tiny Joe that is). “I’ve been working on a new piece of technology a work. It makes things…. Little. Well, Joe, being the AWESOME boyfriend that he is decided to be the first human subject! And… well, I think the results speak for themselves.”

Still caught up in the baffling, hard-to-believe nature of the situation, Declan, Ariel and Holly kept making comments. They were both complimentary to Anna’s brilliance, but also towards Joe’s state. The little man was a little shy about it all, but he knew they were good people. He always tried to make them happy and decided to speak up.

“Hey guys!” Joe said excitedly, “I’m still the same old Joe! I just have a few inches trimmed off! Now I know you’re all curious, but I don’t think we need the crowd wondering why three people are all blatantly staring at Anna’s tits! I know they’re magnificent, but think about how this looks.”

They all laughed, including Joe. The little man felt like the real star now. “Let’s go enjoy the show. I might be about to be the talk of the town in the science community, but I still can’t make great music.”

The concert went on for almost two hours, and Joe couldn’t believe that Bartov had enough music in his catalogue to cover that. The night wasn’t over for Anna though, given she held a much-coveted backstage pass. She was about to meet one of the biggest figures in pop music and a heartthrob for millions across the world. After passing through security, coming across various professionals in suits and stage crew, they happened along to Howard Bartov’ private room. Anna was about to meet one of her idols and could barely contain her nerves. Joe was happy enough to sit in her soft cleavage and watch events unfold. He had previously assured her that whatever happened he would have no issue with.

It was a warm day. Howard Bartov was wiping the sweat from his brow after a long night performing, but he still greeted Anna with a smile and invited her in. Anna was star-struck, not knowing what to say.

“Yeah, I get that a lot” Howard said. “The girls see one of their favorite celebrities and they can’t speak. I’m just any other guy. Forget I’m a pop star for now. What’s your name?”

“A-Anna…”

Howard approached her, wanting to put her at ease.

“Well, Anna, I’m Howard, but I think you already knew that right?”

She nodded at him, still lost for words.

“Well, you worked out quite the fortune to get those tickets. Why don’t we make it worthwhile? Come sit down with me? Would you like something to drink? Pick your poison?”

Anna nodded again. “I ummm…. Vodka and orange juice?”

“Is that all? I can get you ANYTHING you’d like.”

Anna thought about it again. “Umm… I’ve always wanted to try a Manhattan.” Anna wasn’t much of a drinker, and when she did drink she always went for the cheapest spirit-based mixers available. She’d barely tried any cocktails, but if Howard Bartov was offering to get her one free-of-charge who was she to say no?

Howard pressed a button on a nearby intercom. “Hi. Could you please send two Manhattans sent up here. Thank you.”

One thing Anna couldn’t deny was that a rich celebrity who was still polite despite his wealth was a massive turn-on. His English accent added to it too. She loved simply hearing him talk. Within her cleavage, Joe was wondering what was happening. Was Howard Bartov hitting on his woman? He had given Anna the go-ahead for whatever may happen, but didn’t expect that such a turn of events would come about. He kept paying attention, unsure of how he was truly going to feel about the events unfolding. His ears had never been more open.

The drinks arrived. Anna got comfy with her favourite pop star on this beautiful sofa, her mouth running away with the story of her life. Ignoring the fact that she was soon going to be far more relevant with her invention, she felt totally out of her world talking to Howard Bartov like this. Stories about her family, about her university years, about her future ambitions. Howard was taking it all in, his eyes focused on the crazed (and gorgeous) fangirl sharing all of this with him without restraint. Joe peeked out from within Anna’s tight cleavage, only enough to place an eye on the pop idol. He could tell that Howard was ogling Anna, looking at her beautiful thick legs, ample cleavage and terrific figure. Anna didn’t even appear to notice it either, clearly too captivated by the situation.

As the pair continued to enjoy their drinks, Howard shifted himself closer. He put his Manhattan down and laid a hand on Anna’s thigh, and strategically placed his other arm behind Anna on top of the sofa.

“So Anna, gotta say that your stories are a lot of fun. But I know something that could be even more fun” Howard said with a crafty grin.

Anna, previously unable to put the brakes on her voice, immediately fell silent. She wanted to see how these events would unfold.

Howard started to gently run Anna’s thigh up and down, giving it a lovely massage and a few gentle squeezes. It was like a surge of electricity was sent through Anna’s body, immediately getting her excited.

“I think that after tonight, you’ll have yet another story to tell…”

Anna nodded, a gleeful smile stretching across her face. She thought about what Joe might think, given he was witnessing the whole thing from between her tits and she didn’t tell Howard about him. But this was a one-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it would almost be stupid to pass it up. They both knew this was pure lust, and that she’d allow Joe the same courtesy. Instead of talking back, Anna dropped her head down on to Howard’s shoulder. Howard took the initiative and embraced Anna into a passionate kiss, which immediately turned to tongue and eating one another’s faces.

From within the soft cleavage, Joe had never ceased being aroused. It was paradise, but he was confused about what he was feeling. But what he knew for sure was that there was something truly arousing about a rich and powerful pop star enjoying his girlfriend. Maybe there was a cuckhold kink in him that he never knew was there.

Howard released Anna from his lustful kisses. “Take off those jeans, Anna. You know you want to.”

Anna was breathing heavily, taking sharp inhales through his teeth. She couldn’t keep her legs still. “Oh fuck yes I want to Howard.” She dropped her pants in a flash, and tore her panties off even more aggressively, stretching the elastic. In this moment there was one thing on her mind, and not even the tiny boyfriend between her boobies could get in the way. Anna got down on her elbows and raised her butt into the air, presenting her now thoroughly-moist vagina. Howard ripped off his designer clothes, revealing a long, thick cock with a fat head. Anna caught a glimpse of it, and it was far more than she had imagined. This glimpse was short lived however, as Howard plunged it deep inside Anna pussy.

Anna’s eyes were wide open, and she started to moan loudly; so loudly she anticipated that the stage crew might hear them through the door, but she cared not. All she knew was at this moment she was getting mounted by her favorite musical artist. Howard’s confidence in the bedroom was just like his onstage persona: Full of energy and in total control. He was thrusting into at a rapid, aggressive rate. Each thrust seemed to be more aggressive than the last as they were accompanied by boastful grunts and dirty talk loud enough to fill the stadium he’d just performed in. Anna didn’t have to reciprocate at all, she just held still, let it all happen and enjoyed it.

“Fuck! Holy fucking shit! I’m!...” Anna shouted.

“You’re what?! Come on, I wanna hear it!”

“I’m getting fucked doggy by Howard fucking Bartov! This is amazing!”

“Say it like you mean it!”

“My pussy is being demolished by the best pop star on the goddamn Earth, and I’m more fucking wet than I’ve ever been in my life!”

Joe couldn’t help but get caught up in the excitement himself. Every time Howard thrust into Anna she was pushed forward lightly, her face going down into the cushions. As a result, her cleavage was barely contained in her tight top. Her boobs were moving back and forward, up and down at an aggressive rate. Anna’s arms were too busy supporting her body, giving her no chance to keep Joe from falling out. The boobs jiggled and bounced. Joe did what he could to hold on, trying to stay in his little safe space. His method was holding on tight to the inner side of one boob with boob his arms and legs, as if cuddling a gigantic teddy. While the gigantic boob he was holding on to swayed around, the other boob gave him more than enough of a challenge. It kept swinging away and then back towards him again like a huge pendulum. When it came to hit him, it was like being bashed into a pillow by another giant pillow. The slapping sensation was mildly painful against his back, but it had absolutely nothing on the arousal he got from this. His girlfriend’s tits shaking about wildly while she got fucked viciously by a pop star. The thoughts were just as hot as the very physical sensation he was experiencing, trapped between her boobs and reduced to a tiny cuckhold.

The sex seemed to go on forever. Howard and Anna had lost themselves to the moment, while Joe struggled to keep himself stable. A point came where his arousal took over him at the same time his physical energy had been fully exerted. He let go from the boob he clung to so hard and slipped downwards, falling in front of one of Anna’s giant nipples. He couldn’t even tell which boob he was under, only that he didn’t want to move away from it. The bouncing sensation would go on. For much longer.

Eventually, Howard Bartov came. He shot a thick, warm load deep inside Anna’s tight wet snatch. Their breath gradually died down as they fell out of the lust that had just taken over them entirely. Anna’s mind came back to her. She thought of Joe and wanted to talk about it to him right away. Console him, ask him his feelings, find out if he enjoyed it.

Howard Bartov walked over to a nearby faucet and washed his face with a cloth. “Well, Anna, gotta say, I really love when the fans come to visit.”

Anna wanted to stay and took with Howard longer, but she knew that this was pure lust. Besides, getting private time with Joe again was of much greater importance. With a great big hug she left Howard and hurried outside, looking to regroup with her friends and then get little Joe home. After an experience like that, she was hungry for even more excitement.