"Alright class, partner up!"

Fuck. He already hated Biology so god damn much, and now he has to do some group project bullshit? William Liberman hadn't had a good day up to this point, and this certainly didn't help. And a mere ten minutes before the bell rang!

Will looked around the classroom for a partner, though he knew in his heart how pointless this was. He had only a small circle of friends, none of which were in Mrs. Genine's third period biology. All around the room friends were partnering up left and right while Will just sat there awkwardly. He had to find someone soon.

"Will, you need to find a partner."

"No shit Sherlock. Who the hell is it gonna be?" he thought.

"Helen, why don't you be Will's partner for this assignment?"

Will immediately regretted using his usual strategy of waiting for the teacher to assign him a partner. He was going to have to work with Helen Pilate, one of the hottest girls in his whole school. Being a very shy and awkward boy, this was the equivalent of Chinese water torture. No young man wants to humiliate himself in front a beautiful girl, and Will's anxiety immediately began acting up. While he had not spoken to her personally (nor had many people at all for that matter), he knew she had a reputation for being cold. 

Will wasn't particularly surprised that Helen hadn't found a partner yet, considering that she wasn't the most popular girl in the world, despite her looks. Many boys and girls alike approached her, but they all had trouble gaining her friendship and trust, let alone her romantic interest.

“Okay.”

Helen’s response was immediate and emotionless. She got up from her desk and made her way over to Will. She took a seat next to him, staring off into space. Will was already bad at reading people’s emotions, so working with someone who played their cards so close to their chest would be difficult. And on the topic of chests, Helen’s was hard to look away from. Not only were her breasts very large, their shape was perfectly round and plump. She was wearing a short sleeve, pinkish purple button-up shirt that showed a tasteful but exciting amount of cleavage, and hugged her figure quite nicely.

“So um…”

Will wasn’t exactly sure how to being speaking to her, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Helen snapped her neck directly towards him. She stared at him with her naturally large eyes. Her eyes were a deep brown, almost black. They bore deep into Will’s soul, making him cower like some kind of timid creature. 

“Yes?”

“Well, um… I was gonna a-ask you what ani--”

“Huh?”

“I-I was gonna ask what animal you wanted to do y-your report on.”

“You mean our report?”

“Uh, y-yeah, haha.”

Will died inside. He wished for the ground to open him up and swallow him whole to get him out of this quagmire. Helen staring at him down silently only worsened his already foul mood. While her face should have been empty of expression, Will couldn’t help but sense some malice emanating from her. He wasn’t sure if it was really there or if this was his own cowardice playing tricks on him.

“Hmm... I think doing a report on the black widow would be very interesting.”

Helen’s lips formed a subtle smile. Will wasn’t sure how to feel.

“It’s fascinating how cruel this species is. I mean, spiders in general are terrifying, macabre monsters, but the black widow is especially brutal. The way they cannibalize their mate after breeding, the threatening color pattern, their shiny bodies, it just sends shivers down my spine. Could you imagine being a fly that gets caught in their web? Or being murdered and eaten immediately after sex?

Helen’s small smirk had formed into a full, radiant smile. It would have been a very pleasant sight to anyone who wasn’t listening to her words. Will was practically pissing himself with fear. He was realizing more and more why she remained on her own most of the time.

“Hello?”

‘Uh, y-yeah, that sounds interesting.”

“Great!”

Helen clapped her hands and grinned.

“Tonight I’ll gather the materials we need. I have most of it at home already, so we should be okay! Come visit me after school tomorrow so we can work on it. Here, let me give you the directions from your house to mine.”

Helen tore a page out of one of her notebooks and wrote detailed directions for Will.

“We live fairly close, so you can walk there just fine!”

The bell rang, causing most of the class to jump up and rush out the door.

“I have to go now, but I’ll be looking forward to seeing you tomorrow!”

Helen waved goodbye to will and walked away happily. All the while, Will was still silent with shock at the sudden change in her humor. Why had she perked up so much when she started talking about spiders? What’s wrong with her?

“Oh well, at least I have someone passionate to work on this project with me.”

Will got up and gathered his stuff as he got ready to go to his next class.

“Oh yeah, the directions.”

Will almost forgot about the note she wrote for him. He tucked it into his social studies binder, before stopping in his tracks.

“Wait. How does she know my address?”

Despite his best efforts, Will’s experience with Helen wouldn’t leave his mind. He hadn’t spoken with her for more than ten minutes, but those ten minutes left him quite shook. He couldn’t focus on any of his studies at school, and he worried himself sick at home. He tried everything, playing video games, listening to music, taking a shower, none of it worked. After every attempt to keep her off his mind, she would creep right back in. 

Will tossed and turned in bed as his mind raced a mile a minute. Why did she act so strangely? So cold and menacing, then suddenly so bright and cheerful? And the spider obsession? And most of all, why did the freaky girl who I’ve never spoken with have my full address memorized? All these thoughts ran through his mind, one after the other until it was absolutely driving him crazy. 

So, in desperation, Will did the one thing he could think to do that would almost certainly let him get some shuteye. He wasn’t proud to do it, but will grabbed a tissue from the box on his nightstand, stuck his hand down his boxers, and started masturbating. He didn’t want to admit it to himself, but he was hopelessly attracted to Helen despite how intimidating she was. He couldn’t keep his young mind away from her large rack and pretty face. Her milky white, smooth, unblemished skin, which hadn’t so much as a freckle or pimple. Her body, so perfectly built that it looked as if Michelangelo himself sculpted it; it was just too much for Will’s adolescent mind.

It didn’t take Will long to cum, but his orgasm was very intense. He shot a impressive volume of semen into the tissue while his whole body bucked in pleasure. He writhed in ecstasy for several seconds, before ceasing all movement. He had learned how to stay quiet when pleasuring himself, but he couldn’t resist letting out a few small moans this time. His mind was freed of all thoughts, and he fell into a deep sleep.

* * *

“What the hell boy!”

Will slowly rose to consciousness at the booming voice of his father, Andre. It took him several seconds to begin thinking properly. 

“You gotta get your ass to school!”

Will had overslept by quite a lot. He had his alarm set to wake him up at 6:30, but the current time was 9:24. He had missed the whole first period, and about half of the second one.

Andre was a good and loving father, but he had little patience for nonsense like this.

“Get up! You should have gotten to school hours ago, and look at you, laying in bed jacking off!”

Will still had his hand down his boxers from the previous night. His faced turned beet red as he got up and started getting himself dressed for school. 

As he was walking there he remembered something very important: his meeting with Helen. Suddenly, he wished he had stayed home to face his angry father.

The school day was excruciating. The usual eight hours felt closer to twenty for poor Will. Each class period dragged and dragged, his thoughts tormented by his enigmatic classmate. Thankfully, he wouldn’t have to see her at school today, since he only didn’t have biology on Thursday, but this did little to ease his mind.

Each class ending was another nail on Will’s cross. He knew the time was drawing near. Normally, his classes couldn’t end quick enough, but today he wished they went on forever. He was jittery, neurotic, and couldn’t sit still. 

Finally, the bell rang to mark the end of seventh period American History. Will felt like a death row inmate who had just been called to the chair. He rose up on his shaky legs, gathered his things and began to exit the school building. He sent a quick text to his dad, telling him that he would be visiting a classmate’s house for a project, then proceeded to make his way towards Helen’s residence.

* * *

It wasn’t a long walk. Will’s hometown of Morville, Ohio wasn’t very big, and you could easily get wherever you needed to be by walking.

“I don’t have to do this.”

Will thought to himself.

“I can go straight home and never speak to her again.”

These thoughts ran through Will’s mind, but they were pure fantasy; he knew he needed this huge grade, and he would never be able to deal with the awkwardness of seeing Helen in class if he gave her the cold shoulder like this.

“Magnus Street…”

Will was almost at his destination.

“306, 307, 308…”

As the boy counted the house numbers, he heard an unmistakable voice call out to him.

“Hey! Over here!”

Will jumped a bit and turned his head towards house 310. What he saw there made his jaw drop.

Helen was standing on her porch with a brilliant smile on her face, waving at Will. She was wearing a white tank top with grey stripes. It was a touch small for her, making her already ample bosom seem even fuller. It wasn’t quite long enough to cover her long torso, and a few inches of her stomach, above the waist, were visible. Her bare shoulders, while feminine and pretty in shape, were large and broad. This made her look powerful. Her waist was very slim, and her hips wide. She was wearing a pair of jean shorts that showed off a majority of her thick thighs and muscular calves. 

It took Will several seconds to take in what he was seeing. He stood staring, his mouth agape, before being snapped out of it.

“Well, are you gonna come?”

Helen said to him with a friendly look on her face. Will nervously began walking towards her house and up the stairs to her porch. He wasn’t man enough to look her in the eyes, so he hung his head as he made his way towards her. Upon doing so he saw something that caught his attention immediately: Helen’s feet.

Will was very, very embarrassed about his fetish. He knew that many men were turned on by female feet, but this did nothing for his anxiety. Perhaps his biggest fear was being “outed” as a foot fetishist.

Helen’s feet were perfect. It was as if they were constructed specifically to appeal to Will’s aesthetic sensibilites. They were on the larger side, but not huge. They had a nice satisfying arch and her toes were slightly long. Her nails were grown out a bit and painted a tastefully sexy blood red color. Will could tell all of this because of the strappy, dark brown sandals she was wearing. They had a slightly elevated heel.

Will stared at these beauties for several seconds before snapping his neck up, looking Helen in the face.

“Like what you see?”

She asked with a smirk.

Will’s face turned beat red instantly.

“She knows!”

He thought.

“She fucking knows!”

Will opted not to answer her question.

“H-hey! Hahah…”

“Come on in! I’ve been waiting for you!”

Helen motioned him onto her porch. Upon standing next to each other, the physical differences between Will and Helen were quite apparent. At 5’7.5”, Will was a touch short for an American male. Helen, on the other hand, stood at a solid 5’10.” Not overpoweringly huge, but certainly tall. Her skin was very fair and smooth. Will, being born of a black father and white mother, had a light brown complexion. His build was small for a man, and hers was large for a woman. Helen had muscle, and in the right places, fat. Will didn’t have much in the way of body fat or muscle; he was pretty much a twig. Other than them both having black hair and brown eyes, they couldn’t have looked more different.

Will felt intimidated by the large woman. Helen stood with her hands on her hips, looking down at him. She looked authoritarian, in control. She didn’t seem harmful or malicious, but she could definitely overpower Will if she wanted to. Will noticed that she was wearing a very sweet smelling perfume that wasn’t there yesterday.

Helen opened the door for Will and they walked into her home. Her house was pretty large, she must have come from a well off family. There were no cars in the driveway, so her parents probably weren’t home at the moment. Will didn’t know if he should be relieved or worried about this.

“Oh, hold on.”

Helen suddenly interrupted Will’s thinking while they stood in the Pilate family’s living room.

“I have to grab something from my room! Please wait here for a few minutes!”

Helen turned and ran up her staircase, leaving Will in the dust. Here he was, all alone in her living room with nothing to do but observe. It was all quite normal, really. There were tens of thousands of living rooms across the United States that looked exactly like this. However, one thing caught his eye immediately: Helen’s discarded shoes.

This was the first time in Will’s young life that he was alone with a girl’s worn shoes. They were the pair she wears to school: black, close toed shoes with beige soles. Her black socks were hanging out of them.

Will knew it was wrong. He knew how perverted and creepy this was, but he simply could not help himself. He debated himself in his mind before checking his surroundings thoroughly for any onlookers. He then proceeded to walk over to Helen’s shoes.

Will picked one up and felt the insole. It was still warm; these were recently worn. He took the shoe and held it up to his face, inhaling deeply. Smell was a part of many foot fetishists’ paraphilia, and Will was no different. The odor practically got him high. The warm shoes smelled strongly, giving Will an immediate diamond hard erection.

Suddenly, Will heard the upstairs door shut, followed by footsteps. He immediately threw the shoe back down to it’s original location, and sat down on Helen’s couch to hide his boner. However, before she made her way back down, He started to get drowsy, unusually drowsy. Within seconds he was deeply asleep on Helen’s couch.

Will awoke laying on his side on a wooden surface. Wherever he was, it was pitch black with no lights on.

“Am I on the floor?” he thought.

As he tried to get up to observe his surroundings, he realized that his arms and legs were bound by some kind of rope. He should have been afraid, but the bizarre situation he was in rendered him unable to think at all. 

After lying for a few minutes, the lights suddenly came on. These bright lights made Will jolt in his bonds, shutting his eyes tightly.

“Ugh, finally. I thought you’d never wake up!”

Helen’s voice was loud. Very loud. Will forced his eyes open and saw her giant face looking down at him.

Will let out a bloodcurdling scream from pure instinct. Every primal impulse was telling him to run, run, run, yet due to his restraints he could do no such thing. His mind was on fire from the adrenaline. Helen let out a giggle.

“Come on silly, what do you have to be afraid of? I’m not gonna hurt you, not unless you want me to that is!”

  Will was not in the correct mind state to process her words. In this moment, he was not a man, merely a cornered animal at the complete mercy of a larger being. He screamed and squirmed until his body and throat were aching. Helen just watched with a small smirk on her pink lips.

“Done yet?”

Will only stared at her wide eyed. So many disjointed thoughts raced across his mind. He had no idea which one to ask first.

“You really shouldn’t scream at a lady like that.”

Helen frowned and put her hands on her wide hips. 

“Especially one you just perved on like that!”

Will remembered why he was in this predicament to begin with: he passed out after smelling Helen’s worn shoes behind her back.

This realization scared him shitless.

“She’s going to kill me, she’s going to fucking kill me!”

The terror he felt must have shown on his face, because Helen immediately formed her lips into a wry smile.

“Don’t worry Willie! I’m not mad or anything. This was all according to plan. I guess I owe you an explanation.”

Will couldn’t help but notice her mouth as she spoke. Her pretty pink lips and set of perfectly straight, white teeth were a menacing sight at his size. His body could be ground into a disgusting paste if she so desired.

“Willie, are familiar with the term ‘Yandere?’”

Will continued to look at her like a deer in headlights.

“If you’re not, a ‘Yandere’ is a character archetype that you sometimes see in certain Japanese media, like anime or manga. They are usually young women who have an affection for someone else that’s so strong they would do anything to be with them. And I do mean anything! Even things that go beyond what would be considered moral by most people. To outsiders, the yandere seems like a cruel, insane bitch, but this could not be further from the truth. The yandere is not cruel; she is loving. Far more loving than any normal person can comprehend. When you love someone as deeply as a yandere does, there’s nothing that will stop you from doing what you believe is best for the one you care about. And sometimes, loving someone means you do things that are good for them, even if it’s not what they want in the moment. Willie, I’m sure you didn’t wake up today wanting to be shrunken and captured by  your classmate; I understand that. But you need to understand that this is the beginning of something beautiful for the both of us.”

Will was still deathly afraid, but he was begging to regain cognitive function.

“Willie, I’ve loved you for a while now. I can’t remember exactly when I fell for you, but not a day goes by when you don’t cross my mind. For most of my life, I’ve been uninterested in romance and sex. At the risk of sounding pompous, I’m aware of the effect my looks have on men. I have been asked out and hit on by more guys than you could possibly imagine. I get looked at pretty much everywhere I go. At first it made me uncomfortable, but I’m used to it by now. It made me callous and cold. I dismissed people as shallow creatures and receded into my shell. No matter how hot the guys that spoke to me were, I just couldn’t find a reason to date them. I would rather spend my time practicing my magic or watching television. I masturbated a few times, but that was mostly because I felt obligated to as a hormonal teenager. Not so much due to any genuine arousal. That was, until I ended up in the same class as you. I noticed you looking at me, my face, my breasts, et cetera. Normally I’m used to men staring me down, but I took note of you. At first it wasn’t much; I just thought you were quite cute. You might not be the most handsome boy on earth, but you have a very lovable face, like a teddy bear. I wanted to hug your small body tightly. I wanted to sit down and have conversations with you. I would sneak and listen to the talks you had with your buddies in class and outside of it. You were so funny! It contrasted heavily with the shyness you showed around others. I spent my days fantasizing about you. I would take candid pictures of you in class and outside your bedroom window. I’ve amassed quite the collection, I must say! I seldom masturbated before, but it suddenly became an obsession of mine. I would spend much of the day touching myself to thoughts of Willie. I can only hope that you were thinking of me while you did it last night! You seemed quite into it.”

Will was certainly feeling something. Calling Helen’s soliloquy “shocking” wouldn’t have encapsulated that absurdity.

“And I’ve got to say...”

Helen tacked on.

“You’re definitely better endowed than I expected!”

Will suddenly realized he was naked. This should have bothered him, but he had bigger things to worry about.

“You’re probably tired of listening to my speech and have many questions to ask, but I’m not quite done yet. You see, Willy, as the object of my obsession, I had to know everything about you. One day, in class, I got a hold of your phone while you had to help one of the teachers carry supplies. I unlocked it with the pass code I learned from watching over your shoulder. I had watched you masturbate outside your window many times, so I was very curious about the type of porn you were into. Looking at the stuff you had saved on your phone, I found many vanilla sex videos, but I found something else interesting: the amount of feet pictures! Even though I’m not much interested in sex, I was vaguely aware that some men were aroused by women’s feet. A bit odd, but harmless. When I found out you had this fetish, I was just giddy. It felt like I knew something very personal and secretive about the man I love so much. I knew then, that you were mine. I had the perfect plan to seduce you.”

Will had expunged all the fear from his system and was listening intently to Helen.

“I come from a long line of Mages, tracing back to pre-Catholic Ireland. I have spent many, many hours practicing my magic. I have become quite good at it. Before school, I cast a spell on the teacher to assign us to work together on an upcoming assignment. I won’t get into the nitty gritty of casting spells and making potions, all you need to know is that I made sleeping powder and a shrinking drug. I sprayed the powder all over my freshly worn school shoes. I knew that you would succumb to your desires if you were left alone with them, you horndog you! When I saw you passed out on my couch, I injected you with enough shrinking drug to make you one inch tall. I tied you up with some dental floss, placed you on my desk, and that’s how we wound up here! Any questions?”

Will thought silently for several seconds. This dump of information delivered quite a blow to his psyche. 

“Oh, by the way”

Helen interjected.

“You should be able to speak to me just fine. I put a spell on us that lets us hear one another clearly, even at very low volumes.”

Will cleared his throat.

“Well, if I can ask one thing…”

“Yes?”

“...can you untie me please? The floss is digging into my skin.”

“Okay, but you have to promise not to try to escape! If you do, I’ll have to hurt you pretty bad, and I really don’t want to do that!”

“Don’t worry. I’m not stupid, I know better than to defy a woman who could crush me like an ant in a second.”

Will surprised himself by how calm he was when speaking to this giantess. Listening to Helen’s confession had affected him greatly. Yes she seemed psycho. And, yes she seemed to have no moral compass whatsoever. However, Will was taken aback by her honesty and openness. How many people would have shared these morbid thoughts with a single soul? He also felt that he could claim no moral superiority over her. He can’t really accuse her of being a creep if was getting off from smelling her shoes secretly mere hours ago. After this talk, Helen didn’t seem like such an otherworldly being; she seemed, in her own way, strangely human. Perhaps too human. Despite the massive physical power difference between them, Will felt for the first time that they were equals.

Helen untied Will’s bonds before wrapping her soft fist around him from the armpits down. Will was taken aback by this. She didn’t crush him, but her grip was a bit too tight to be called comfortable. She held him in front of her breasts as she spoke.

“Now Willy, I’m very excited for us to begin our new life together, but there’s something we need to get out of the way first. Earlier, I told you that I was not mad at you for smelling my shoes, and that was the truth. However, perving on girls like that is completely unacceptable! I might not mind personally, but you cannot do those sorts of things, ever! So, I am going to have to give you a quick punishment. I won’t hurt you, but I can’t imagine it’ll be very fun. I really don’t want to punish you very often, so please behave!”

Will’s anxiety sprang up again.

With Will in one hand, Helen opened one of the many drawers to her desk. She dug around for a bit.

“Come on, where is it…”

She muttered to herself.

“Where did I put that damn thing?”

Will felt like a small child waiting for the doctor to give him a vaccine.

“Aha! Here it is!”

Upon seeing the device Helen had grabbed, Will’s blood turned to ice. In her other hand, she held a small wooden cross. It was perfectly proportional to Will’s small body. He immediately began squirming and writhing in her grip.

“No, no, no, please god no!”

“Calm down mister! It’s not going to be as bad as you think. Look at little closer.”

Helen held the cross in front of Will’s face. He noticed that it had velcro straps where his hands and feet would have beel nailed. There was also a footrest, similar to the design used by many orthodox churches.

“Did you really think I would I was gonna nail you to this thing? Come on Will, I love you!”

He didn’t say it, but Will had every reason to believe this woman was about to crucify him for real.

Helen held Will and the cross next to one another.

“Hmm… seems like I got the size right. Okay, here we go!”

Will didn’t even try to fight it. Helen pressed her thumb against his naked stomach while holding his back to the crucifix. She stretched out his arms, locking each in place tightly on the upper bar with the velcro. Will could do little more that wiggle them. She then held his legs together tightly, fastening the single piece of velcro around both ankles. His feet rested on the bottom bar, keeping his body lifted up. This way he wouldn’t asphyxiate, which is how victims of crucifixion actually died.

“Just one second…”

Helen took her index finger and ran it from Will’s calves upwards. Using her nail, she dug out his penis and testicles from between his thighs.

“Alright perfect! Don’t want you to get you cock and balls crushed!”

Helen giggled.

Will should have been afraid, but he felt a powerful sense of relief. Moments ago, he thought he was going to have to undergo barbaric torture, so he was more than happy that his body wasn’t in any pain.

“So, is this it? How long do I have to stay like this?”

“I’m going to set a fifteen minute timer here in a second, but there’s one thing I need to do first.”

Helen placed the cross on her desk. The was peg pertruding out the bottom of it, and a small hole on her desk. The two clicked together like legos.

Helen pulled a tall chair up to her desk. It was that kind of stool you might see in a bar or restaurant. When she sat her large rump on it, her crotch was level with Will’s body. She bent down and started unlacing her sandals.

“Alright, here we go!”

Helen leaned back in her chair and slammed her ankles down on her desk. The sudden sound scared the shit out of Will. She crossed her ankles, with both of her huge soles facing Will’s body.

Will was at a complete loss for words. He stared at the girl’s huge feet, each one much larger than his entire body. This was his first time seeing her soles, and he was absolutely enraptured. They were the same milky color as the rest of her, and they looked so plush and soft. He absolutely had to get his hands on them.

“Cat got your tongue, little man?”

Helen giggled.

“Let me down, let me down, Jesus Christ let me down!”

“Not so fast mister! The timer just started when I put my feet up. You still have fifteen minutes.”

Will’s cock was as hard as a Viridian Forest Metapod. Being placed in from of these feet for only a few seconds had sent him into goon mode. He began hyperventilating and making unflattering faces. He tried humping his pelvis out, but his erect cock just couldn’t quite touch her sole. He could come very close, but not close enough.

Will felt the heat emanating from them, driving him absolutely insane. He could smell them, too. They wouldn’t have smelt very much at normal size, but at one inch tall, will’s sense of smell was heightened. They had the smell of a hard working woman.

“Haha, I told you this was going to be tough!”

“No, no, you have to let me down, now, right now, you have to let me down, you have to!”

“Thirteen more minutes.”

Helen winked and stuck her tongue out. Will started up at her face with tears in his eyes and his mouth agape.

“Do you think they’re pretty, Will?”

Helen started to wriggle and scrunch her toes, making them almost touch Will’s face. This let him see her red toenails, which sent electric shocks through his mind.

Will began howling and crying hysterically.

“No, you don’t understand, you have to let me down! Now!”

“Hey, little man, I’m the one in charge here. You can’t be giving me orders like that!”

Helen rubbed her toes against Will’s chest for a couple seconds. He hollered like an animal.

“Put them back, please put them back, dear god please!”

“Eleven minutes left, Willie.”

Helen grabbed a small book and opened it in one hand.

“Guess I’ll catch up on some magic study in the meantime…”

Being ignored like this drove Will insane. He was screaming, gasping, writhing in his bonds. No matter what he did, he couldn’t get Helen’s attention away from her grimoire. As she was reading she began playing with her toes idly. It was subconscious, not even an attempt to tease Will, but it set his mind ablaze.

She took a break from her book to look at her stop watch.

“Just seven more minutes, Willie.”

“I’m halfway done I’m halfway done I’m halfway done”

Will repeated this mantra in his mind as he tried to remain sane.

Helen put down her book and started speaking to Will.

“You know, crucifixion is a pretty interesting method of execution. It wasn’t made to just kill someone, but to make their death slow and painful. Afterwards, their corpse could be shown off to scare other potential criminals into staying straight. I’m no Christian, but I find the account of Jesus’s death very fascinating. Could you imagine not just killing God, but killing him in such a gruesome and inhumane way? It gives me the chills!”

Will wasn’t paying very much attention to what she was saying. His mind was overtaken with primal, animalistic arousal. He had again been rendered less than human. He was the equivalent of a stray tomcat who needed to find a mate desperately. He said nothing, only heaved and moaned and sobbed.

Helen felt sorry for him, but she had to admit, it was pretty entertaining seeing a man being reduced to this sorry state. She didn’t laugh, but she felt like teasing him a bit.

“Willie, I’ll ask you again. Do you think my feet are pretty?”

“Yes yes yes yes yes. They are oh so beautiful and sexy oh god oh god please let me down.”

“Slow down buddy, you only have three minutes left.”

Helen wriggled her toes some more.

“You are so cute Willie! I really appreciate how much you love my feet. I’ve been complimented on many parts of my body, but this is the first time I’ve seen someone so in love with my feet of all things.”

Helen looked at her stopwatch.

“Alright Willie. You have two minutes left of your punishment. Before I let you down, I need you to agree to some terms, like when you sign up for a facebook account. First, you will love only one girl: me. Second, you will not try to escape, ever, under any circumstance. Third, you will obey me, and accept punishment if I deem it necessary. Now tell me, Willie, do you agree to all of these?”

“Yes yes yes yes I do please let me down please let me down.”

Helen smiled.

“I’m so happy to hear that. You still have about fourty seconds left on the stopwatch, but I think you’ve atoned for what you did earlier. Have a field day, little man.”

Helen snapped her fingers, and Will was freed from his bonds. He fell flat on his face before immediately picking himself up and running straight to her outstretched feet. He began doing everything that crossed his mind during those torturous fifteen minutes. He rubbed his hands, face, body, and cock against her soft and warm soles. He inhaled her scent deeply, and laid dozens of kisses on the bottoms of her feet.

“Hah! You’re really into this, huh?

Will didn’t reply. He made no sounds other than heavy breathing and moans.

“Want to play with my toes for a bit?”

Helen placed one of her feet flat on the desk. Will started kissing her red nails and rubbing his penis on them. He was in a state of pure bliss.

He returned to the sole of her other foot. He grasped his cock in his right hand and began masturbating furiously. While rubbing his dick on her sole, he exploded. He let out a very loud moan, and shot a ridiculous volume of semen on Helen’s left foot. He collapsed on the desk.

“It’s so easy to break a man!”

Helen thought to herself.

“Look at that mess you made! I ought to make you lick it up, but I’ll be nice this one time.”

Helen grabbed a tissue and wiped his semen off her feet and her desk.

“Well little man, did you enjoy it?”

“Enjoy isn’t a strong enough word!”

Will looked up at her, his face beaming. Helen’s heart melted at seeing him so happy. Will was the happiest he had ever been. He felt a euphoria that he didn’t know existed. He was going to spend his life as the beauty’s toy, and he couldn’t have been more excited about it.

“I love you Helen. I love you so god damn much!”

“I love you too, Will. I am so excited to begin our new life together!”

Helen wrapped her hand around Will, held him up to her face, and gave him a large kiss across the face with her pink lips.

A week had passed. Will had adjusted to his strange new life quickly, and he had a hell of a time doing it. Being abducted by Helen Pilate was the best thing to ever happen to him. He was living a life of unbounded carnal pleasure at the hands of a beautiful young girl who obsessed over him. Helen was happy to indulge his sexual desires, especially those involving her feet. She loved watching Will lose himself in lust over her feet, tickling her soles while pleasuring himself. Each orgasm felt better than the last, and he was sure he would never tire of how her warm and soft soles felt against his body. Helen loved having her own personal pedicurist. At Will’s size, he could paint her toes much better than anyone full grown. Will had yet to explore the rest of her body; he was content, at the moment, with her feet. He viewed the rest of her as a very exciting future endeavor.

His living situation was comfortable. Helen had purchased a fancy dollhouse for will to live in, which she kept in her bedroom. She used magic spells to shrink Will’s clothes and cell phone. Shrinking objects required a lot less mana than shrinking people. She placed a small void in the dollhouse’s toilet that would destroy any matter that entered it. Will was very appreciative of this sanitary alternative to plumbing.

“Just give the phone back to me when you need it charged.”

Will would hand her his phone, which she would regrow to full size.

“Huh, you can regrow stuff too?”

“Objects, yeah. But it’s a little trickier when it comes to people. I used spells to shrink material things, but only a very, very powerful mage could use this method on a human being. To shrink you I used a drug I transmuted in my basement. Alchemy is not really my area of expertise, but my dad is really good at it. I’ve learned a fair amount from reading his books, but I’ve yet to find anything about a regrowth serum. I’m sure it’s possible to make one though.”

“Makes sense.”

Will wasn’t disappointed at all to learn she had no method of regrowing him. He never wanted to go back.

“Speaking of your parents, where are they?”

“They live in Florida. A year and a half ago, I asked them if it was okay to live alone, being a very introverted person. They obliged, since they wanted me to get some experience living on my own, plus they wanted to live somewhere warmer than Ohio. My mom, who has no magic power, moved here from Brazil when she was a teenager, so she certainly had some adjusting to do! Before leaving, my dad transmuted a whole bunch of lead into gold. I have enough money to last me several lifetimes.”

“This just gets better and better!”

Will said with a huge smile on his face. Helen reciprocated.

“I am so, so happy to hear that!”

She picked him up gently, brought him to her face, and gave him a big fat smooch with her glossy pink lips.

* * *

Helen’s life had also been improved drastically after capturing her crush. Formerly a gloomy girl, she now felt much brighter, more energized. She woke up each day excited to spend time with her lover. Instead of coming home from school and mindlessly practicing spells until bedtime, she came home and relaxed with a nice foot massage and conversation with her boy toy.

This had all gone much, much better than she had hoped. Helen anticipated a struggle to break Will into his new role. She had daydreamed about different methods of punishment to keep him in line, but hadn’t needed any since Will was strapped to the crucifix. 

The couple had spent the week getting to know each other better.

“So, when you were normal sized, what kind of stuff did you do for fun?”

Helen asked Will one day while he massaged her feet on her coffee table.

“Well, I liked playing basketball with my friends. I was actually pretty decent for my size. I also played hella Fortnite.”

Helen laughed.

“Hahaha! Fortnite? Come on Willie, I thought you’d have better taste in games than that.”

“Hey, what’s wrong with Fortnite?”

“Willie, that game is for twelve year old brats who scream racial slurs at the TV when they lose! Couldn’t you have at least played TF2 or something?”

“That old ass game? People still play that?”

Helen scowled.

“Hey mister, I know you didn’t just say that!”

Helen pushed her foot down onto Will’s body.

“Hey, let me up!”

Will pretended to struggle, but he was really enjoying himself.

“Not until you apologize. We do not disrespect the classics in this house.”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry!”

“Apology accepted.”

She lifted her foot, letting Will continue the massage.

“I really didn’t think you were the gaming type, Helen.”

“Well, it can get pretty lonely here… sometimes you need something else to do besides practicing spells all day.”

“What other games do you like?”

“Hmm… I really like retro games. I started gaming on an older computer, so most of the new stuff wasn’t doable for me. I played a lot of Super Nintendo games on emulators, like Chrono Trigger, Super Mario World, Final Fantasy, that kind of stuff.”

“I don’t really know much about older games. What other stuff do you like?”

“Well, I love anime for one!”

Will was pretty surprised to hear this. Helen was a walking example of why you don’t judge a book by its cover.

“I’ve seen some Dragon Ball and Naruto with friends, but I’m not really a huge fan…”

“Come on Willie, those are normie tier!”

Normie-tier? What kind of strange language was this woman speaking?

“I like cutesy anime like K-On, Gochiusa, Wataten. Attack on Titan was pretty good, but I hate the Titan designs! They should have made them look like sexy girls instead of those big ugly freaks.”

“I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about.”

“We have to watch some! You’ve got some catching up to do, you know!”

Will wasn’t particularly excited about having to watch anime, but he was looking forward to spending quality time with his girlfriend.

“Sounds like a plan!”

They smiled at one another.

* * *

Of course, things on the outside were not so peachy. The Liberman family was in disarray at the disappearance of their only son. The police were thoroughly stumped. It was as if he had just vanished into thin air. This kind of thing wasn’t unheard of; sometimes, people in residential areas just went missing without a trace. 

It was unlikely that the truth would ever get out, or that anyone would believe it if it did. Will felt guilty about abandoning his family, but his new life was fulfilling enough to make him live with it. 

        Helen was visited by the police. Investigators found out that he was supposed to visit her house to work on a project, and arrived at her door a few days after Will went missing.

“Hmm… looks like the police are here. They’re going to ask about you, I’m sure.”

Will sat cross legged in Helen’s outstretched palm.

“This should only take a second.”

Helen stuffed Will into the back pocket of her dark grey yoga pants. This caught the boy off guard. He had yet to have an experience with Helen’s ass, and he didn’t think he’d be having one now. The clothes she wore didn’t often show it off, but she had a very nice rump. It was a bit too nice though, since Will struggled to breathe inside of her tight pocket as she opened the door.

“Hello ma’am. Are you Miss Pilate by chance?”

The officer was an overweight, middle aged man.

“Yes.”

“Do you happen to know anything about a young man named ‘Will Liberman?’”

He held up a school yearbook photo of the boy she had in her back pocket.

“Yes.”

Her face was empty of any emotion.

“Well… could you tell us?”

“He goes to the same school as me. We were assigned to work together on a school project about the black widow. He was supposed to show up at my house a few days ago but never did. Stopped coming to school after.”

“So, you never saw him after class? At all?”

“No.”

The officer looked stumped.

“Do you mind if we look around this place a bit?”

“No.”

Helen definitely minded, but she wanted to free herself of all doubt from the law. The officer stumbled into her living room along with an assistant she didn’t notice prior. The assistant gave her a nod and smile, which was returned with a cold stare. The two paced around the room like John Travolta in Pulp Fiction.

They didn’t actually expect to find anything, and were just killing time. Helen wasn’t afraid; she had magically hidden the entrance to the basement, and nothing else in the place was noteworthy.

“Well, I’ve guess we’ve seen all we need to see. Sorry to bother you miss!”

The fat policeman waved goodbye and walked out the door. Helen locked it, made sure the coast was clear, then took Will out of her back pocket.

“So sorry, darling! I really didn’t expect them to show up, otherwise I wouldn’t have worn these pants!”

Helen got no response. She immediately became afraid.

“Oh no, oh no, oh no!”

If she crushed her boyfriend under her fat ass like this, she’d never be able to live with the shame. She placed a finger on his belly and felt a wave of relief wash over her when she felt his chest rise and fall. He was only asleep.

Helen took some deep breaths.

“Oh, thank god!”

Helen felt a strange substance on her finger. She took a closer look at little Will and realized that his pants were pulled down, and his abdomen was covered in semen. She took a look at her ass in the mirror and saw a small dark stain on the pocket will was kept in.

“Willie, were you masturbating in there? Jesus, you really are a horny bastard!”

She chuckled at the sleeping boy.

Will awoke to the sound of his cell phone’s alarm clock. He had it set for half past seven, and rose up out of his bed. He slept in a very fancy bed that Helen purchased for him, shrunk, and put in his dollhouse. Helen had her alarm set for eight, leaving Will with half an hour to himself before she woke up. He enjoyed sitting in his house while reading on his phone while listening to Helen’s soft, gentle breathing.

After thirty minutes, Helen’s bedside alarm sounded, and the girl began to wake up. She climbed out of bed, stretching her arms upwards with her eyes closed shut. Will thought that she looked so cute like this, with her frizzy bedhead, blue pajamas, and bare feet.

Helen yawned and walked over to the dresser that Will’s dollhouse was set up on. He stepped out the door to greet her.

“Good morning darling.”

She said in between yawns.

“Good morning Elly!”

Will had started calling her by this nickname, which she liked a lot.

Helen picked up a mint tin she had lying on the dresser, popped one in her mouth, and sucked on it for a few seconds. She then picked Will up in one hand and gave him a kiss across the face. This had become a morning ritual for the couple.

“I’m gonna have to go to the store later to pick up a few items we need. I shouldn’t be gone too long, is there anything you want?”

He remained in her fist.

“Hmm… nothing in particular. Could I ask one thing?”

“Yeah, what is it?”

“Can you go in your Louboutins? I want to crawl inside of them after they’ve been worn.”

Helen rolled her eyes sarcastically, though she was happy to satisfy her boyfriend’s request.

“I suppose I can, you little perv. Didn’t that cross episode teach you anything?”

She winked at him. Helen found herself continually surprised at how far Will’s foot and shoe fetish went. It was practically an obsession. He pleasured himself to her feet and shoes several times a day. Helen never cared about what shoes she wore usually. Her wardrobe consisted mostly of stuff she picked up at random stores in her area; she was not the type of girl to worry about fashion.

Will, however had some pretty specific tastes. He loved high heels, and almost preferred seeing a sexy woman walk around in high heels than seeing her barefoot. In particular, expensive designer shoes really turned him on. The idea of using such an item as an object of sexual pleasure excited him greatly. Helen had been practicing her alchemy, and had gotten quite good at transmuting lead into gold. This gave the couple a practically infinite money supply. Helen amassed a large collection of all sorts of shoes that she wore for Will’s amusement. Many of them had price tags in the hundreds, or even thousands.

Helen wasn’t bothered at all by Will’s desires. She loved watching him be so happy, and loved that she could make him happy so easily.

“Thanks babe!”

Helen frowned a bit.

“Don’t call me babe. It sounds douchey.”

“Alright, alright. Thanks Elly!”

“That’s better.”

The two exchanged mutual smiles.

* * *

Helen got dressed for her shopping trip. She looked absolutely stunning, without even trying to. She had on a navy blue skirt that went down to just above her knees and a white, sleeveless top. It was pretty tight on her, and gave a nice look at her curves. Her feet were encased in the black, red bottom heels that Will loved oh so much.

She put the finishing touches on her black hair, fashioning it in her usual bob style. She saw Will staring her up and down with a silly look on his face.

“You look amazing Elly!”

“I appreciate your kind words, but I need to get the chores done. See you in a bit.”

Helen walked out of the room promptly while Will watched. His eyes were fixed on her feet. He was brimming with excitement at playing with her shoes when she got home. Just seeing her dolled up made him very aroused, but he suppressed the urge to jack off for now.

* * *

“You know, for such expensive shoes, they really aren’t made with comfort in mind.”

Helen mumbled to herself as she walked down the sidewalk on her way to the local grocery store. The shoes cost her a fat one thousand dollars, and she felt quite gypped. Helen would never wear a shoe like this for comfort reasons alone. And truth be told, she felt a bit embarrassed going out in public with such a flashy item on her feet.

“These were made to be walked in, right?”

Helen sighed. It would be much easier to just turn invisible, teleport to the store, teleport all the items she needed back to her home, then teleport back. Teleporting took a good bit of mana, though, and she wasn’t sure she’d have enough to get it all done. She mostly walked so the shoes would be properly “worn” for Will’s sake.

Helen was only half way to her destination, and her feet already really wanted to be out of these things.

“All these dumb sluts really put up with this just to sleep with guys? Why do men like these heels so much anyways?”

More of these thoughts ran across her mind before she arrived at her local grocer. She walked in, purchased all the usual items she needed, then stepped outside with her bags. She opened her purse, which had been fitted with a small pocket dimension that could store a much larger volume than the bag would usually hold. It sounds complex, but this was a very simple mechanism for even a beginner mage to rig up. She placed all her bought items in the purse before sneakily moving behind the store. She surveyed her surroundings to make sure no one was watching her. When Helen decided the coast was clear, she closed her eyes and breathed deeply.

“Dofheictheacht”

She muttered the Gaelic phrase in a hushed tone. Suddenly, her entire body, including her clothes and accessories, turned completely invisible.

She then visualized the place she wanted to teleport. She tried to imagine it as vividly as she possibly could, the sights, the smells, the sounds, all of it. She concentrated for several seconds.

“Téigh, téigh, téigh.”

She repeat the mantra again and again, before snapping her eyes open. She was relieved to see that her teleportation spell worked, and she was standing in the lobby of her favorite anime shop in downtown Cleveland.

* * *

While yes, they did really need the groceries, Helen had another purpose for going on her shopping trip. She had indulged Will plenty, and had been happy to do it, but it was her turn now. Will was going to do something to please her, and she couldn’t wait. She walked into the women’s vacant bathroom and deactivated her invisibility.

She trotted out of the restroom nonchalant and browsed the selection, getting stares from the many patrons of the establishment. She normally wouldn’t have liked this very much, but her mind was on one thing and one thing only: the fun she’d be having with her boyfriend this afternoon. 

Her face lit up when she found the cosplay section. She browsed the rows and rows of outfits, all of which she wanted to pick up at some point: a playboy bunny, a maid, vocaloids, anime characters,  any sort of moe or niche was catered to. She flipped through the outfits until she found the perfect one. When she saw it, she just knew she had to have it.

She brought the cosplay to the cashier’s desk. The cashier was a fat man with a ponytail and unkempt facial hair. All the time Helen wasted on internet forms made the word “neckbeard” pop into her mind, but she dismissed it in an effort to be less judgmental.

“Haha, I bet you’ll look real cute in this! Your boyfriend is gonna love it.”

The man snickered. Helen returned a wordless giggle, amused at how off his assumption was.

* * *

Helen took her stuff back to the women’s restroom, cast her invisibility spell, and returned to the backdoor of her local grocer. Morville wasn’t too far a distance from Cleveland, but it took a good bit of mana to teleport to and from. Helen needed a good nap to recover, but for now she had to walk her way back home. And in these uncomfortable heels no less! If Will knew what Helen was going through to satisfy him sexually, he would understand the magnitude of true love.

The walk back home wasn’t fun, but she made it. She counted the steps it took her to reach her bedroom on the upper floor, where her boyfriend currently resided. She swung the door open.

“Miss me little man?”

“How could I not!”

Will was ecstatic to see her again.

Helen walked over to him, heels clacking on the wooden floor. She picked him up by the back of the shirt with her thumb and index finger, holding him in front of her face.

“Listen Will, you had better really appreciate this, because I’m not doing it very often. These bastards really hurt you know!”

She pointed down at her shoes.

“Ah, it’s not so bad Elly, you just have to get used to it.”

“Hey mister! You don’t get to say, you never wore them.”

Helen gave Will a slight shake.

“Okay, okay, I won’t say that kind of stuff. I promise. Can I play with them now, please.”

Helen smiled.

“If it means I can stop wearing them, absolutely!”

She placed Will down on the ground in front of her feet. He was literally jumping with joy. She slid her left foot out, then her right. This felt so, so good. Her feet could finally breathe, and weren’t forced into an unnatural position for an extended period of time. Walking felt normal again.

Will ran up to the open cavity of the heel and dove in headfirst. His face smacked down on the tan insole of her left heel, and he was in immediate ecstasy. The shoes smelled like the material they were made from, mixed with the strong scent of Helen. They were very warm, and he could feel the perspiration from her feet on the sole.

He turned to face the toe region of the shoe, which is where shit really got started. Her toes had formed small depressions on the insole of the heel. Will ran his hands across them, feeling the craters left by her toes. The smell here was much stronger, leading Will to his breaking point. He began beating his cock harder than a roided up Barry Bonds could hit a baseball. He came within seconds, and he came a lot. The sole of Helen’s left heel was covered in streaks of his semen.

Helen watched this unfold while sitting on her bed. She was relaxing, letting her feet get some rest. Finally, she got up and walked over to the shoes.

“Done?”

“Yeah, I’m done.”

Will could hardly speak since he was gasping for breath.

Helen grabbed a tissue and bent down to clean her shoe, but Will stopped her before she could.

“Wait, Elly.”

“Yeah?”

“Can you not clean it up? I think it would be really hot if you wore these somewhere with my cum still in them.”

Helen looked at him quizzically for a few seconds before she burst out laughing.

“Haha, Willie! You are such a damn pervert!”

The couple laughed together while Helen bent down and picked Will up from out of her shoe. Her face turned a bit more serious, but not necessarily stern.

“Alright buddy. I’ve done a hell of a lot to please you over the past few days, so I think it’s high time that you reciprocate.”

Will became a bit afraid at what she might propose.

“I think it will be really fun, but your mileage may vary!”

Helen unzipped her purse, and removed the item she bought from the anime store earlier.

Will burst out laughing.

“Hahaha! I never expected you to like this sort of stuff! Bet you’ll look hot in it though.”

Helen was confused for a few moments, before correcting Will’s misunderstanding.

“No, darling. I’m not the one who’s gonna wear this.”

Will was still laughing, but it started tapering off a bit.

“What do you mean El? If you’re not gonna wear it, who is?”

Helen didn’t respond. She closed her eyes and lifted the clothes hanger to the ceiling.

“Bídeog.”

Her hand flashed white for a second, and the outfit shrank to Will’s size. He had ceased laughing completely.

“Wait, wait, wait.”

Helen giggled.

“You can’t be serious.”

“Oh, I’m serious. Dead serious.”

Helen gave Will a very menacing grin, which shook the young man.

“I don’t want to have to punish you darling! I’ve done a lot for you since getting together, so now it’s your turn.”

“I can’t! This is so humiliating.”

“Oh, you will do it. That much is certain.”

Will grumbled, but he knew she was right. Helen loved him very much, but he understood better than anyone that it’s not wise to defy her.

Helen dropped the shrunken clothes on the dresser in front of Will. He picked them up and took them inside of his dollhouse silently.

“Great! Don’t come out until you’ve got it all on!”

Inside his living room, Will took a good hard look at what he was about to have to wear. He held in his hands a crude, fetishistic, and tasteless mockery of a typical Japanese schoolgirl uniform. It was small and white with a pink ribbon, collar, and cuffs. The top was short sleeved and very tiny. The accompanying pink skirt was also quite short. It came with a pair of thin white knee socks and black dress shoes. Perhaps the most embarrassing item of the whole cosplay was the pink wig, with black ribbons placed on each side.

Will bit the bullet and began undressing from his usual outfit, until he was completely naked. He considered keeping his boxers on, but was afraid that Helen wouldn’t appreciate seeing them if she peeked under his skirt, which was very likely. He began by putting on the top. It was a bit small for him, clearly made for a female. He managed to get it on after struggling some, and looked himself in the mirror. His mind was overtaken with humiliation, even though no one was watching him. The small top only went down to his ribs. His entire stomach would be visible.

Will continued to swallow his pride and put on the skirt. It took him a minute to figure it out, but he eventually managed. He took another look in the mirror. The skirt and top combo looked a bit better than just the shirt by itself, but it was still very embarrassing. Will slid on the thin knee socks and black shoes. Even though they were made for girls, they fit well on Will’s small feet.

While Will wasn’t enjoying the embarrassment of this at all, he couldn’t deny that it was shockingly comfortable. In particular, going commando with a skirt on felt great. So much so that he considered keeping this one for future use. He finally put on the wig and took a good hard look in the mirror, one last time before facing his girlfriend.

Seeing himself cross dress made Will realize how androgynous he actually was. He rocked the outfit, almost looking like a professional cosplayer. His small, skinny, and short body perfectly complemented the look, and his light brown skin made a satisfying contrast with the white and pink of his cosplay. The complete lack of body hair also helped.

Will was shocked at how he look strangely… cute? It was an embarrassing thought, but he couldn’t deny that he kind of enjoyed seeing himself wear this. He had never been confident in his looks, but right now he felt pretty. He took a deep breath, and walked towards his front door.

* * *

Will hesitantly stepped out out of his dollhouse and stood in front of the entrance. Helen slowly lifted her gaze up from the magic book she was reading and looked over at Will. Her face froze for several seconds, eyes wide.

Will stared up a her with his hands behind his back and a flustered look on his face.

“Oh my god.” 

Helen said to herself.

“You. Look. So. Cute!!!”

Her eyes lit up. She looked like a ten year old who just got a PS5 for Christmas. Helen slammed her book shut and ran over to the dresser, lowering her face just a few inches from Will. She was breathing heavily, and Will could smell her sweet, mint scented breath.

“Oh, I could just eat you up, I could just eat you up!”

Will chuckled nervously. He really didn’t like the mental image of being “eaten up” by his giant girlfriend, even though she didn’t mean it that way.

Helen grasped Will tightly in her fist and began planting dozens of kisses across his face and body.  She was manic. Will was weirdly enjoying himself. The outfit had grown on him, and he was amused seeing his girlfriend so elated. 

Helen held Will in her hand left hand, while touching and prodding his body with the fingers of her other one. She ran fingers across his cheeks, flat stomach, legs. She held Will over her head to get a peek under the skirt.

“Ah, letting it all hang out I see!”

Will chuckled.

“I didn’t really know what you wanted in that region, so I opted for nothing.”

“Haha, good choice. You’ve got quite a package, I must say! You’re really pretty down here.”

It felt strange to have his cock and balls called “pretty,” but he couldn’t refuse a compliment.

“Haha, thanks El.”

“Alright, now you’re gonna pose for some photos!”

“Sweet!”

Will couldn’t believe that mere minutes ago he was dreading this. He and his girl were having a blast.

* * *

“Alright, give me a big smile and hold up double peace signs!”

Will made the corresponding pose, and Helen snapped the pic with her smartphone.

“Ahhhh!!! You are so cute, I just can’t take it!’

Will loved watching Helen’s heart melt at his silly poses. All insecurity and shame was gone; he was here to please his lover, nothing else mattered.

“Oh, I just got a great idea! Wait here one second.”

Helen stepped out of the room for a few seconds before returning with a small battery powered desk fan. She placed it on the floor in front of the dresser, pointed it up at Will, and turned it on full blast. Will’s skirt was blown upwards over his torso, exposing his junk.

“Eh?”

This all came as quite a shock to little Willie.

“Do the Marilyn Monroe pose! The one where she’s stopping the wind from blowing up her dress.”

He was vaguely familiar with what she was talking about. He placed his hands over his crotch, stopping the skirt from showing his package in all it’s glory.

“Perfect!”

Helen snapped the picture.

“Take your hands off now. I wanna get a naughty one, heheheh!”

Will gave Helen a wry smile and held his hands behind his back. He stared off into the corner and made a cutesy facial expression as his skirt blew up over his abdomen.

Helen snapped several pictures, all from different angles, with the biggest, stupidest grin on her face.

“I wanna get one where it’s erect!”

Will began to reach down to touch himself, but Helen stopped him.

“Wait, wait, wait, I know a better way.”

Helen put down her smartphone and took her shirt off, throwing it on her bed. Will stood stunned. She was wearing an expensive looking, black lace-trim bra. It was very big and had an intricate design. Helen smiled at the speechless Will.

“Hehe, I thought you would like it.”

“Like” didn’t begin to describe it. She was so sexy it hurt. Will’s penis immediately sprang to full mast.

“I’m not done yet, though.”

Helen reached behind her back and undid her bra. She flung it away onto her bed, letting her tits hang out unobstructed. They were just plain beautiful. So beautiful, it was hard to believe they even existed. They were very large, milky white in color. The nipples were a perfect size and shade of pink. They had an aesthetically pleasing round shape, and were naturally perky.

“There it is!”

Helen snapped the picture of Will with an erection, but he was too transfixed on her udders to even really notice. Helen giggled at his reaction, or lack thereof.

“All right, time for the last part of our photography session. I’m going to being filming, and you’re gonna jack off to my tits. I’ll turn it off when you cum. Sound good?”

Will nodded his head rapidly.

“Okay then, three, two, one…”

Helen tapped the record button on her phone.

“Go!”

Will grabbed his cock and immediately began beating it hard. He was circumcised, but cut in such a way that he could jack off without needing lube. Behind the camera, Helen was running her hand across her chest, groping her own breasts, and making sexy faces at Will. After a short interval of time, he came. Ropes of semen shot out from his cock as he fell to his knees with a loud moan. The wind from the fan blowing his skirt up kept him from getting his cosplay dirty.

The nut was so good, he nearly passed out. He laid on the dresser with his eyes closed for a few minutes. The airflow from the fan went out, meaning Helen must have cut it off. He slowly pulled himself up and opened his eyes to look at his girlfriend. While he was laying there, she had put on a grey t-shirt.

“See?  That wasn’t so bad after all, was it? Don’t lie to me; you had fun wearing that outfit!”

“You bet your ass I did!”

The couple exchanged mutual laughs.

“I’ve got a lot more that I want to see you wear in the future. I’m so excited, oh man!”

“Hey, wait…”

Will said suddenly.

“Where did my load go? I shot a lot out. It should be all over the dresser, but I’m not seeing anything.”

Helen grinned and licked her lips.

“That’s a good question Willie. I guess we’ll never know!”

It had been a few months since Helen and Will became a couple. Will was relaxing in his dollhouse one night, browsing Twitter on his phone when he heard his giant girlfriend’s voice from outside.

“Hey Willie, look what I got!”

Will got up and walked out his front door. He looked up at his smiling lover, who held some sort of box in her hands.

“What’s that?”

“Take a look.”

Helen lowered the box in front of Will, showing him that it was a Blu-ray for some anime.

“It’s the complete series for Kobayashi-san chi no Maidragon. It came out a few years ago and it’s one of my all time favorites. Want to watch it with me?”

This didn’t seem like something Will would ever want to watch. The box art had a very colorful and cutesy art style. He figured he would give it a try, though, if only to make Helen happy.

“Yeah, sure.”

“Great! Let me get changed into my pajamas. Go and put something comfortable on. We’ll watch it in my bed.”

Will nodded and walked back into his home. He took off his pants and underwear, and put on his pink skirt. He walked back out and saw Helen waiting for him , barefoot in her blue pajamas with one hand on her hip.

“You ready?”

“Yeah.”

Helen picked Will up gently with one hand. With the other, she opened the Blu-ray case and put the disk in her PS4.  She turned on the TV and console before climbing into bed. She unbuttoned the top few buttons of her pajama top, and placed Will into her cleavage.

Helen’s chest was very warm and soft. Will ran his hands across her plump breasts, taking in the feeling of her skin. He could smell strongly Helen’s sweet perfume and pleasant natural scent. Will’s penis became erect and he began slowly stroking himself under his skirt.

“Tell me when you’re about to cum so I can grab a tissue. I don’t want these pajamas getting stained.”

“Alright El.”

Helen navigated through the PS4 menus and started the first episode of the anime. It was in Japanese with English subtitles at the bottom of the screen.

“Hey, aren’t you gonna watch it in English?”

“What, you mean the dub? Hell no! True fans only watch it subbed.”

Helen playfully pushed her breasts together, smothering Will for a few seconds. She removed her hands suddenly, freeing Will and making her big tits bounce. Will gasped for breath and started to laugh.

“Alright, alright, we’ll watch it in Japanese!”

It felt great having his whole body enveloped by his gorgeous lover’s titflesh, but he didn’t want to suffocate.

Will continued to stroke himself, picking up the pace.

“Elly, I think I gonna cum.”

“Alright.”

Helen grabbed a tissue and held it in front of her chest. Will blew his load on it while he moaned and bucked in pleasure. Helen wiped the cum off his body.

“Thanks for not getting any on my clothes, Willie.”

“Thanks for letting me have such a good nut!”

The couple laughed at one another and continued watching the show. Will continued laying in the valley between her mountains. He loved feeling the rise and fall of her chest as she breathed. 

Will enjoyed the show more than he expected. It was very strange, but funny in an odd way. One of the main characters was big titted, which was always appreciated. Helen was having a blast, laughing her ass off at most of the jokes and “aww”-ing at all the cute moments. This wasn’t a show that will would watch on his own, but watching it with Helen was pretty fun.

Will had relaxed a lot from his nut, and was getting drowsy. After a few episodes, he closed his eyes and fell asleep in his girlfriend’s chest. Helen looked down at his peaceful sleeping face. She cracked a huge smile and carefully reached over to her nightstand for her phone. She grabbed it and snapped a pic of her little boyfriend sleeping in her tits. After a few moments, however, her smile turned to a frown. She carefully picked Will up, laying him flat on her palm. She carefully stepped over to his dollhouse and lifted up the roof. She placed Will down on his bed and put the roof back on the house.

Helen still looked discontent. She paused her show, grabbed her phone, and walked downstairs into her living room. She began pacing around the room nervously, dialing a number on her phone. She held it up too her ear and waited, but got no response.

“Damn.”

She redialed the number. This time, they picked up.

“Hey, Sarah? I’m really sorry for calling you so late, but I need your help.”

Helen was on the verge of tears.

“I think I’ve made a huge mistake.”

Will awoke one October morning. He had gotten a good night’s sleep and felt refreshed. One thing stuck out to him, though: the absolute dead silence of the house. Helen wasn’t a very quiet sleeper. She didn’t do much snoring but you could often hear her breathing, sleep talking, or moving. Will didn’t mind. He appreciated the background noise and found that it helped him relax. It was mighty odd then, that she wasn’t making any noise at all, thirty minutes before she’d normally wake up.

Did she go get some groceries early or something? Will went to see what was up. He walked out his front door while rubbing the last remnants of the night’s sleep from his eyes. As soon as he stepped out, he heard an ear shattering horn blare out at him, causing him to jump back and scream. He nearly shit his britches. Will opened his eyes and gazed upwards with a shell shocked look on his face.

In his stupor, the sight was hard to take in, but Will soon began to piece together what was going on. The bedroom was covered in colorful little decorations; posters on the wall, thingamajigs hanging from the ceiling, confetti. The posters all had some variation of “Happy Birthday” written across them.

“That’s right!”

He thought.

“Today’s my birthday, I completely forgot!”

The change in decor nearly distracted him from the elephant in the room.

Helen stood in the center of her bedroom, staring down at Will with her hands on her sides. She had a party horn between her lips. Will now knew what gave him his early morning shock.

Before he could say anything, though, his breath was taken away by her clothes. She was wearing a black playboy bunny outfit. She had the black, leather corset (a size small to hug her form better); fishnet leggings; a pair of floppy, black ears; white cuffs around her wrists; and a white collar with a black bow tie around her neck. On her feet were the same black, red-bottom heels that will ejaculated in a while ago.

Will was stunned. He always thought this outfit was extremely sexy, but it never occurred to him to tell Helen to buy one. On that note, he hadn’t told her his birthday, either.

“Having a stalker sure has it’s benefits, huh.”

He thought to himself.

Helen opened her mouth and let the party horn fall to her feet.

“Happy birthday Willie!”

Helen closed her eyes and clapped her hands together. Will grinned sarcastically.

“Thanks for the heart attack, El. Just what I wanted!”

“Hey, don’t be a dick. I’m trying to be nice to you!”

Helen pouted and folded her arms under her big tits.

“See this sexy outfit? Don’t you like it?”

Helen leaned over to the dresser where Will stood and used her biceps to push her breasts out. Will’s dick hardened in his black boxers.

“Hell yeah I like it.”

“Awesome! Let me go grab my little man’s presents.”

Helen turned around and walked out of the room to grab Will’s gifts, heels clacking rhythmically on the wooden floor. Will liked watching her fat ass bounce with the cute little cotton tail on her corset.

A few moments passed, and Will heard the click clack of Helen’s expensive high heels grow louder. She walked back into the bedroom with the shrunken presents in her hand. The giant cutie walked over to Will and handed him a small package.

“Here’s your first.”

Will took it and tore the wrapping off. He didn’t know what he expected, but it certainly wasn’t this; in his hands he held the exact same bunny outfit that Helen was wearing right now.

“Isn’t it great! I can’t wait to see you wear it, it’ll be so cute!”

Well, okay. He wasn’t displeased with the gift, he liked wearing outfits for his girlfriend.

“Yeah, I like it. Thanks El. What else you got?”

She handed Will another package, which he slowly unwrapped. The boy cast a strange glance at his present: a frilly french maid outfit, the kind you might see at a themed cafe in east Asia.

“Haha, this one’s gonna be great! I want to buy you a little tea set for dolls. I could take so many beautiful pictures!”

Will was, truthfully, a little peeved that all his gifts were seemingly bought for Helen’s enjoyment instead of his own; but when he saw her big, grinning, stupid face, he couldn’t help but smile.

“Haha, thanks. Tell me when you get the set for the photo shoot.”

“Oh I will, trust me! Here, here’s the last one I got.”

She handed him his next gift, which he promptly tore open. He was very surprised at how different this one was from the last two. In his hands, he held a very nice looking laptop.

“Woah… this looks really neat.”

“Yeah, I did some research and found out about this. It’s just about the best thing you can get on the market as far as I can tell. Just give it to me when you need it charged.”

“Thank you so much! Seriously!”

“Haha, no problem. Remember, I can transmute as much lead into gold as I want. We could make the Rothschilds’ fortune look like peanuts by comparison!”

The couple laughed. Will was having a great birthday, but the best had yet to come.

“Alright darling, are you ready for the cake?”

“Oh yeah, the cake! Let’s dig in!”

“I’ve got a special cake for you little man. I think you’ll enjoy it very much! Give me just a second.”

Helen walked out of the room while Will put his new computer inside of his dollhouse. He walked back out on the dresser and waited for his girlfriend to return.

Before too long, he heard the clacking of her louboutins again, and his head perked up. His jaw dropped when he saw what she meant by “cake.”

Helen’s chest was slathered with white icing and brown cake, which she had packed between her tits. She picked up Will and held him close to her chest.

“Dig in honey!”

Will immediately began licking her chest. The cake was good; very good, but he was more enamored with the tits. His cock had been hard since he woke up, and now was a pretty good time to stroke it. He pulled down his boxers and started jacking.

“Hey, you might wanna wait. You don’t want to cum and lick it up by accident, the white icing looks pretty similar you know!”

Will didn’t reply. He only kept licking and beating his meat. He soon came and fell back down on her palm.

“Haha, was that all that you hoped it would be?”

Helen ran a finger across her chest, scooping up the icing and some of Will’s cum onto her finger. She put it in her mouth and sucked seductively.

* * *

“Ugh…….”

Helen groaned.

“If I knew the cleanup would be such a pain in the ass, I wouldn’t have went all out like this!”

Will felt bad that just watching her, but there wasn’t much he could do at his size. At least he got something pretty to look at. Helen was still wearing her bunny outfit, though with her heels removed and the cake wiped off her bust. She painted her toenails black to match the outfit, which really turned Will on. He beat off watching her ass, breasts, legs, feet, and face as she cleaned up the bedroom.

Helen packed all the birthday shit into a black bag.

“Phew, almost done…”

She started to take the bag outside, but stopped to grab her phone first. Will had fallen asleep after masturbating.

She walked onto her front porch and threw the bag into the garbage. She didn’t care too much if she was seen by the neighbors, but it was fucking cold out here! She ran back in, quick as she could.

Helen went into the downstairs bathroom. She shut the door, and turned on the shower. Hopefully, this would make enough noise that Will wouldn’t hear her. She took her phone and dialed a number before holding the phone against her cheek. She was squatting down with her back against the door.

“H-hey… Sarah? This is Helen.”

She let the person on the other line speak before continuing.

“Y-yeah, I don’t want to rush you, but please get it done as quick as you can. It’s killing me inside, Sarah. I’m feeling so guilty I can hardly bear it.”

Tears formed at the edges of her deep brown eyes.

“Y-yeah I know…”

She spoke in between sniffles.

“I’m asking you as a friend who really needs help… thank you so, so much. You really have no idea what it means to me.”

“Bye, Sarah.”

Helen hung up, and continued weeping in the bathroom.

“Fuuuuck!!!”

Helen slapped her left hand against her forehead; she held Will in the other.

Michigan just took the lead late in the third quarter off of a punt return touchdown.

“I can’t fucking believe this shit!”

Helen and Will were both very upset. While the couple didn’t share a lot of mutual interests, they were both die hard Ohio State fans.

This year the team was good, but only a borderline playoff contender. If they beat Michigan today, and Alabama lost to Georgia, they would likely make it in as a fourth seed. However, even if they made it to number four, it would be an very hard to compete with LSU and Clemson.

No fan really expected them to win it all this year; instead, they wanted to humiliate their bitter rivals up north.

The third quarter drew to a close with Michigan leading the Buckeyes 27 – 20. Helen muted the ads on the TV and hung her head in shame.

“I really thought we were gonna do it… I should have known not to trust these clowns.”

Helen had decked herself out for the game. She had on a Justin Fields jersey and grey short shorts. Her feet were encased in grey Nike slides, each toe painted either scarlet, white, grey, or black. Will painted them for her, and he did a good job. It took him a while, though, since he had to take frequent wank breaks.

Helen held her head in her hands looking dejected. Her fingers were pained the same pattern as her toes, and she had a cute little “O” logo painted on her left cheek.

“Eh, don’t get too upset.”

Will tried to comfort her.

“It’s not like we were really gonna do anything this year anyway. I lost hope when we lost to Minnesota early in the year.”

“Yeah. I guess you’re right.”

“Hey, it’s not out of the question that we’ll win this. We’re only down by one score.”

Helen didn’t respond. She unmuted the television as the fourth quarter began.

Unfortunately for the couple, things did not improve. Ohio State’s whole operation began falling apart at the seams. Turnovers, anemic defense, incompletions, sacks, it was a sad sight. With six minutes left in the game, the Wolverines lead 44 -  20. Helen turned off the television and let out a heavy sigh. She new better than to watch Michigan celebrate their victory on the Buckeyes’ home turf.

“I guess we’ll get ‘em next year.”

Her voice was ice cold. Helen got up and placed Will on the dresser. She took off her jersey and put on a simple white tee to replace it. She went into her bathroom and washed the paint off of her cheek. She walked over to Will.

“Will you repaint my nails later? I want them to be white.”

“Sure thing El.”

Will wasn’t happy at all about his teams performance, but Helen was devastated. So much so that Will found it odd. He suddenly got the sneaking suspicion that there was something else bothering her. He thought to inquire, but decided to give her some space.

Helen closed the bedroom door and walked downstairs to the bathroom. She shut the door and turned on the shower before squatting down and weeping. She tried to do it quietly, but Will could faintly hear her from upstairs. He was very concerned about his girlfriend, but there was nothing he could do at the moment. Their communication spell only worked within a certain distance, and without too many obstructions.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, surprising both Helen and Will. Helen got up and composed herself. She stepped out of the bathroom and opened up the front door.

“Hello…?”

No one was there. The tall woman looked down and saw a small brown package at her feet. The mailman must have brought it.

She picked it up and inspected it, even though she knew exactly what it was and who it was from. It had a sticker with the address of her old friend, Sarah Bronstein.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She didn’t want to do this. She really didn’t. She wished that her and Will’s little life together could go on like this forever, but her guilty conscious wouldn’t allow it. Her guilt gnawed at her like a parasite, growing worse and worse by the day until she simply could not take it.

Helen grabbed a packet of sleeping powder she had lying on a shelf in the living room and sprinkled it on her feet and shoes, being careful not to ingest any herself.

She walked up the stairs slowly.

“I can stop.”

She thought.

“I don’t have to do this. We can stay like this forever.”

She dismissed these ideas. She made up her mind to do the right thing.

Helen held the package behind her back as she stepped into the room.

“Hey Willie! Want to play with my feet in these slides?”

She feigned a smile and wriggled her toes.

Will knew she wasn’t happy, but had been racking his brain over potential reasons why. It was a complete and utter mystery. He figured she was trying to take her mind off whatever it was, so he accepted her request.

“Of course I want to Elly! Put me on the floor next to those beauties!”

Helen picked up the little man and set him on the ground at her feet. He placed one kiss on her scarlet painted toe before passing out.

Will woke up from his anesthesia in Helen’s bed. He had regrown to his original size. He realized quickly what had happened, but took a moment to let it soak in. He ran his hands across her sheets and felt the weight of his body on her mattress.

This room had been the only thing he’d seen for months, but it was as if he was seeing it for the first time. It was all very familiar, but his new perspective made everything feel off. It was all so tiny. The TV, the dresser, the bed. He felt like a giant, even though he was still only a scrawny teenager.

Helen was sitting on a chair next to the bed, watching Will wake up. She looked like a character from a hospital soap opera. Say, a wife who sat beside her comatose husband, hoping to see some sign of life. She had obviously been crying. She wore the most pitiful expression on her face, like a hurt puppy.

Will stared her in the eyes without letting a word pass through his lips. Helen was still a big girl, much bigger than him, but exponentially smaller than Will was used to. Will had viewed Helen as something of a god, both due to her size and magic prowess; but for the first time in a while, he saw her as a woman.

The two stared at one another in awkward silence for several moments. The exact amount of time wasn’t clear, but it was enough to make the both of the uncomfortable.

Will broke away from her gaze and looked down at his body. He realized that he was nude, save for a band aid stuck to his right arm.

“W-Willie…”

Helen broke the loud silence. Will turned and looked at her again with an empty face. This matched his mental state; he wasn’t happy, he wasn’t sad. He felt surprisingly little, despite the drastic and unexpected change.

“I’m so, so sorry…”

Helen held back tears and began explaining the situation to Will.

“I was so, so happy when we began living together. You were so sweet and funny. I woke up each day excited, asking myself what kind of fun stuff I’d be doing with little Willie today.”

Helen’s lips formed a painful smile. Her eyes looked like they hadn’t gotten rest for weeks.

“I loved you, and I still do. My love for you has only deepened in the time we’ve spent with each other. Sadly, my guilty conscience wouldn’t let me enjoy our times together as much as I’d like to. At first it wasn’t much; small pangs of regret that could be dismissed easily. These grew with time, though. The small pangs of guilt swelled and swelled into malignant emotional tumors. I was depressed day in and day out, distracting myself with the silly little stuff we’d do together, like the birthday party or the anime watching.”

Helen sniffled. A few tears fell from the corners of her eyes. Will listened intently, but she was too nervous to look him in the face.

“Here was this lovely boy, who I had kidnapped. Stolen him from his family, stolen him from his friends. Ruined his chance at a career, ruined his chance at further education. And all of it for my amusement. All over a stupid crush. Living isolated is really, really bad for the human psyche you know.”

The dam was breaking. Helen was on the verge of collapsing.

“Spending all this time alone warped my morals. I lost myself, I lost human decency. My crush on you was forged from years of loneliness. Loneliness set in by my esoteric upbringing as a mage, and the way I’m treated beacause of my body. This crush gave me an escape. I could fantasize about you to ease my mind. This is normal, most people do this to an extent. But I took it way, way too far. I should have been put behind bars for the stalking I did.”

Helen was about to lose it.

“Eventually the guilt became too much, so I decided to repent. I called up one of my only friends: Sarah Bronstein, a Jewish mage who lives in Washington state. Jewish mages are really good, much better than us pagans. I explained to her what I had done and asked her if she could make a regrowth serum for me. She obliged, and in a few weeks, the concoction arrived here. I put you to sleep and injected you. That’s how we ended up here.”

Helen finally mustered the courage to look Will in the eyes. Her look was so frenzied and upset that it startled him for a moment.

“So, I’m asking you with all my heart: run away. Run away as fast as you can. I’m a monster, an evil witch. Like an old German fairy tale.”

Helen broke down crying and heaving.

“Run away! Get out of here!”

She wept heavily for a minute, trying to speak but failing. Will waited silently.

“Just don’t tell them what happened. Not for my sake; I deserve to be in the pen, getting mauled by the locked up crack whores. But for your own sake. I don’t want them to think you’re crazy and put you in a home. Pretend to be an amnesiac. But please, please run aw-”

“Helen.”

Will interrupted her delirium.

“Look at me.”

The two locked eyes. Will had a stern, confident look on his face. He sat up in his bed and pressed his palm against Helen’s tear stained cheek. The girl was big compared to him, but at this moment, he was in control.

He leaned his head forward and placed a small kiss on Helen’s pink lips. She would have gasped if her mouth was free, but her eyes conveyed her shock well enough. The kiss was short, only a peck really. Her cheeks turned pink.

Helen was a young girl. Will had of course known this, but he didn’t properly comprehend it until now.

“Stand up.”

Will said quietly but sternly into Helen’s ear. She hesitated a moment before following his command.

Will threw the bed sheets off his naked body and stood up in front of his girlfriend. He wrapped his arms around her tightly, but not tight enough to be uncomfortable. She reciprocated, and the couple stood like this for a while: holding one another, not saying a word. Merely enjoying one another’s presence.

Will had never been more attracted to Helen than he was in this moment. Seeing her spill her emotions and vulnerability bare before him had given the boy a whole new appreciation of the woman he loved. And if Helen didn’t love Will already, she sure as hell did now. For the first time in her life, she was given the proper emotional support vehicle she needed. Someone to listen to her, someone to comfort her and tell her it was all going to be okay; a proper shoulder to cry on.

The two separated a bit. Will looked into her face and gave her a small, but powerful smile.

“No, Ellie. I’m not gonna run away. Why would I run away from the woman I love?”

Helen broke down. She grasped Will tightly now, hurting him a bit, though he would never say anything. He allowed her to purge her system of the stress and depression that had built up over the years. It wasn’t clear to either of them how long this took. Time never flows properly when you’re in this kind of emotional state.

Helen’s sobbing inevitably subsided, and she looked Will in the eyes with a expressionless look.

“Thank you. Thank you so, so much.”

“Haha, no problem at all.”

The two laughed. They knew, in this moment, that they would be together forever.

“I think I know something that would make the both of us feel a lot better.”

Helen looked at him confused. Will said nothing more, and began pulling up Helen’s dark green t shirt.

Will pulled the green tee off of Helen’s body and threw it on the bed. Underneath, she had on that black bra that he loved so much.

“Take it off”

Will wasn’t about to kill the mood by awkwardly trying to remove a bra. He never thought to take the time to learn how the damn things work.

Helen obeyed, her cheeks still red and her face still flustered. She threw the bra on the bed, letting her chest hang free. From here, she knew what to do. She removed her white shorts and black underwear, which had a similar design to her bra. Both articles of clothing where dropped onto the ground at her feet.

For the first time, Will saw Helen completely in the nude. Before, he had seen enough to tell she was well shaped, but seeing her naked made him truly realize how beautiful her girlfriend was. She had the kind of body that would make one believe in god, since something as perfect as this had to be intelligently designed.

She had no hair outside of her head. Her pubic area and legs were so well shaved, the idea of any hair growing there seemed absurd. Her frame was large, with broad, well defined shoulders and clavicles. Her legs were long, thick, and muscular. This is probably how the ancient Romans envisioned Venus in their minds.

Will took in the sight with a big smile on his face. It was an infectious smile that Helen couldn’t help but shoot back at him.

The two grabbed one another’s naked bodies and began making out. It wasn’t very good kissing, they were both inexperienced after all, but that didn’t matter. They walked over to Helen’s bed.

Helen laid down on her back, and Will climbed on top of her. He wasted no time inserting his large and hard cock into Helen’s wet womanhood.

Helen had a very pretty pussy. Nice and tight. Will’s seven inch penis was big for his size. It had a perfect shape and curvature.

It took a second to get a good rhythm going, but once they did, the young couple operated as a single unit. Will thrust repeatedly into Helen’s dripping cunt, letting out a few quiet grunts and moans. Helen took him in, her long thick legs wrapped around his back. He couldn’t have escaped from her, even if he wanted to. She breathed sharply and moaned the whole time.

These sounds drove Will crazy. He could feel himself losing control, pounding Helen harder and faster. Her sounds, her smell, it was all too much.

Without warning, Helen orgasmed. It was very, very loud. Shortly after, Will also came. He filled her cunt to the brim with his warm seed, before rolling over on his back. The two laid there for a few minutes, gasping heavily. This was the moment their relationship had been building to since the start. 

Not long after the sex, the couple embraced one another. They laid motionlessly, just feeling one another’s naked bodies and listening to each other breathe. They laid like this for tens of minutes, before Will broke the silence.

“Hey Elly…”

“Yeah?”

“Get your ass down to the basement and cook up some more of that shrinking shit!”