Elsa squirmed and pushed at the mass of skin holding her down. It was
as useless as screaming but she wasn’t able to stop the pushing at
least. If she paused for a moment the weight of her father’s
testicles threatened to smash and suffocate her; she was wedged
awkwardly between his leg, his briefs, and the giant member that had
horrifying just been inside of her.
She’d regained
enough composure to stop screaming after several minutes but didn’t
think she’d ever be able to tolerate even having a blanket on her
when she got out of this.
If she did.
She shuddered and
drew a deep breath as her arms began burning again. No one could keep
this up forever.
Edward jumped up in
excitement as his team scored again. In his mind the game was all but
won. It had been hard fought but even during his team’s low point
he was a happy man. It was hard to be unhappy with someone pleasantly
and tirelessly massaging your balls at all times.
When the time
finally ran out his team won, up by four with the other team simply
not having enough time to fire back. It wasn’t the clear-cut
victory he hoped for but since he lived down the street from the
stadium it was hard not to be exuberant. He knew several of the
players personally and had bet twenty dollars on this victory.
“Now that the game
is over, I can start my next game,” he said as a commercial
started.
The happy noises
espousing a fast food restaurant faded into the background as he
picked up, then set down several items from the toybox.
He settled on an
item that looked very similar to a large flashlight.
Edward stood up and
fished his toy out from under his testicles. He was mostly hard
already in appreciation of her efforts.
“Here, hop in,”
he told her, setting her and the object down on the coffee table.
Elsa had no idea
what her dad was talking about. She laid on hard ground and stared at
the ceiling while she tried to mentally recover from whatever he was
talking about. Above her head the sounds from the television changed
suddenly to a vaguely familiar sound and her heart dropped.
Edward’s
television was hooked to his laptop, and the two worked together in
harmony. The opening sounds of his favorite adult website started up
on each video and this time the sound alone brought him to full
erection instantly. He paused it just before the scene could show,
then looked down and saw his toy was taking a break instead of
following his instructions.
But she was on all
fours with her backside near him. It was a cute little backside and
clearly she was giving him the choice of holes to fill next since
they were both being presented. She sure knew how to communicate even
with the size difference.
Elsa groaned and
rolled to her stomach, climbed to her hands and knees. Looking up she
saw the television was paused at the start of a porn video whose
title she couldn’t see. But the sound itself meant her situation
was about to get worse.
Fuck, it was that
sound! she thought. She
didn’t watch much porn but the opening sounds were easily
recognizable.
Two
fingers grabbed her abdomen and she squeaked in terror.
“I
said, get in there!” her dad’s voice said.
A
large black cylinder was suddenly in front of her, then held above
her almost like going headfirst into a water slide. Without
particular care she was shoved inside, her protests barely noticeable
to compared to his strength. In a moment Elsa’s feet were the only
thing visible from the bottom.
Immediately
she tried to slide her way back downward but the cylinder grew
tighter around her.
With
the toy inserted into the fleshlight, Edward used his remote to grow
her a little larger. Then a button on the top of the cylinder was
pressed and there was an oddly satisfying suction noise for a moment.
“Wait
a second,” he mumbled, holding the cylinder.
Her
feet and legs were sticking out. It
didn’t look at all like what the illustrations were describing. He
pressed and held the button on top of the device,
releasing her. She felt out but Edward caught her and folded her
neatly in half; she was very pliable at that size and it was
surprisingly hot to see her feet up by her head so easily.
Gotta read those
instructions, he thought with a
smile. This time she looked a lot more like what the illustrations
were showing.
Elsa
tried to scream as she was stuffed back into the tube.
This
time when Edward activated the tube’s auto-fit function it worked
perfectly: a miniature but stretch anus was visible just beyond the
‘lip’ of the toy. Just like a typical fleshlight.
“More
like it.”
Despite
having cum not that long ago it almost felt like Edward’s cock was
vibrating from excitement.
He
held the toy up to his mouth and gave the tiny hole a lick. It didn’t
particularly taste of anything but he felt the toy almost jump in his
hand as the little one inside enjoyed his tongue. With the next lick
he tried to force his tongue through the tightly closed sphincter but
was unsuccessful.
But
it did stretch enough to accept his finger, almost like a wet vise.
This is gonna
feel awesome, he thought as he
lowered the toy back down to his cock.
Putting
his feet up on the coffee table he leaned back and -
Edward’s
foot knocked over his beer, spilling half of it on the tabletop
before he could right it.
“Damnit!”
The
toy was put down and he hurried into the kitchen to grab some paper
towels, erection jutting out in front of him angry at the
interruption.
On
the way back to clean up his mess there was a knock at the door.
Oh come on!
he thought, looking between his cock, the mess he was going to clean
up, and his bathrobe.
“Just
a minute!”
Hurriedly
he pulled on the robe and cleaned up the spill. No thought was given
to the toy sitting out in the open, nor the paused video on the
television. Currently the screen was black so it didn’t seem
important.
There
was another polite knock.
“Who
delivers a package during game weekend?” he questioned as he threw
the wet paper towel away.
Then
Edward opened the door, revealing Sarah, his next door neighbor. The
blonde woman was in her mid-thirties, still took great care of
herself, and they had been friends for years. There had been quite a
bit of not-quite flirting between the two of them and Sarah had taken
Edward’s wife’s loss almost as hard as he had.
“Hey
you!” she said before she’d fully registered that he was only
wearing a robe.
“Sarah,
hi!” he said back, awkwardly matching her energy.
She
pushed past him with a large casserole dish in her hands.
“Gotta
put this down, sorry! It’s your favorite sloppy joe bake!”
Edward
stammered out a reply and went pale. It was true he loved her baking.
It was also true there were numerous objects in his house that he
didn’t need his younger, beautiful neighbor to see.
When
he tried to stand in her way so she couldn’t see the living room,
at least, she turned around and shook her hands out.
“That
thing’s heavy-” she started to say, but her eyes went past Edward
and to his coffee table.
It
was very obvious what he’d been doing, and she recognized the shape
of the fleshlight even if she couldn’t get more specific. Most
of the objects on the coffee table were simply different versions of
things she couldn’t bring herself to buy.
“Oh,
um-”
Edward
turned red and realized his erection hadn’t gone down at all. And
the robe was doing a very, very poor job of hiding it.
“You
um-”
“Uh,
I’m sorry I, uh-”
Naturally
at that exact point the thin cloth belt that held his robe shut
failed, letting the front open and his massive cock fall out. It
pointed directly at Sarah.
Both
of them froze but Sarah made the first move.
“It’s
been a long time, hasn’t it?” she asked. It had been on her mind
for a long time to make a move on her neighbor; he had to be lonely
after his wife’s passing. She
had her share of lovers but she’d had her eye on Edward as a silver
fox for years.
“Now
uh wait I-”
Sarah
didn’t let him keep keep stuttering. She closed the distance
between and grabbed his rod.
“Go
sit on the couch,” she told him.
“I’m
not sure uh-”
Despite
his reservations Edward did as he was told. He was confused, stunned,
surprised, uncertain. But not an idiot.
He
rushed and sat on the couch where his erection aimed skyward. Sarah
giggled and looked at the fleshlight, surprised at the quality of the
material.
“Got
any lube?” she asked, and she picked up a small bottle of LZ jelly
that was sitting next to some other obvious toys that she didn’t
quite recognize.
She
smeared a dollop on her finger and pushed it into the toy. Edward
almost came from the thought of what she was inadvertently doing.
There was no way she could
know
it wasn’t just some plain-jane stroker toy from the shop downtown.
“Oooh!”
Sarah giggled as she pumped a finger in and out of his shrunken
escort, “It’s fancy.”
“Only
the best,” he stammered out as she spread lube liberally around the
innards of his toy.
“Warm
and vibrates.”
Sarah
knelt in front of him and held the toy over his cock. Her other hand
grabbed him and he about jumped from excitement.
Giggling
she said: “You’re vibrating too, how long has it been?”
Thoughts
flashed through his mind but he shot down every one that involved
telling his hot neighbor the truth.
“Way
too long.”
“Play
your movie,” she said as she touched the toy to the head of his
cock.
The
little anus spread perfectly around him as she pulled it down slowly.
Edward
barely managed to touch his
mousepad when he felt the
toy’s boiling insides grip his length perfectly. His
hand left the laptop. Sarah
pulled it back slightly, then pushed it further onto him, repeating
this until he was completely encased.
When
he was, she stood and wiggled out of her leggings. Below them Sarah
was wearing a pair of simple red panties and showed off her toned
legs.
“We
can start slow,” she said as she climbed onto the couch next to
him. Pulling the lever to make it recline they were suddenly
side-by-side and she reached to grab the fleshlight again.
Her
other hand went under her panties.
“Aren’t
you gonna play the video?” she asked with a wry smile.
Slowly
she pulled the fleshlight up and Andrew overcame his shock at the
situation. Without looking he pressed ‘play.’
Edward’s
eyes shot between Sarah’s slowly moving finger and the television.
The entire situation was surreal.
On
screen a young woman who looked curiously like Sarah was sneaking
into the backdoor of a house. If Sarah were ten years younger and
wearing only a skimpy bathing suit. Once inside she made a very
obvious show of casing the place to rob it.
“What
are you into?” Sarah asked with a giggle. She knew very well; she’d
seen this video herself and loved the idea.
A high-price
hooker? he thought as she slowly
stroked him.
The
woman on screen quickly found the bedroom just as she heard the front
door open. With a surprised squeal she looked desperately for a place
to hide. Throwing back the covers on the bed she accidentally exposed
the backside of a sex doll. In a panic she threw the doll to the far
side of the bed and crawled under the covers before covering herself
back up. She wiggled out of
her shorts and panties to make the ‘illusion’ better.
Sarah
stroked Edward
a little faster as the man, over six-foot tall and well muscled,
entered the bedroom. With a groan he undressed and said something
about finally getting have some fun with
his new doll. Neither adult
were paying much
attention. Sarah’s finger was stroking her clit and Andrew was
straining to see her in action more than the video.
But
Sarah continued stroking him slowly, with almost painful consistency.
“So
you’re into that stuff, huh?” she asked, and Edward
nodded. He would’ve agreed to anything she said.
“Making
some poor girl a little fuck doll?”
“You
have no idea,” he replied as she finally began using the toy a
little faster.
Edward
made a move. He put his hand on Sarah’s abdomen, still covered by
her shirt, and slid it down. She adjusted accordingly and spread her
legs a little further.
She
jumped a little when his hand
finally touched her soaking pussy. A finger slid into her and rubbed
her clit at the same time. Sarah groaned.
Elsa
tried screaming every single moment. Sometimes she managed a squeak
if her father’s cock wasn’t lodged in her abdomen but most of the
time it was pointless regardless. There was nothing but the burning
of her backdoor being ripped open and the nightmare of being filled
with cock until she could feel it almost coming back out of her
mouth.
Through
the plastic of the toy she could hear a woman’s voice which quickly
turned into a groan. She didn’t have enough wherewithal to even
wonder who it might have been. Elsa could only concentrate on the
searing hot cock that was destroying her sanity.
She
couldn’t even have enough peace to try and breathe. Not only did
the toy press plastic against her face, which she wish would have
just asphyxiated her, but with each stroke a salty liquid seeped from
her father’s cock. Precum lubricated her impossibly stretched
insides and flowed out her mouth every time his cock filled her
completely.
On
screen only a blind moron could have missed the fact that it was, in
fact, an actual woman below the sheets and not the exciting half of a
sex doll. But neither Sarah nor Edward were idiots and they slowed
stroking each other just long enough to watch the man slide his eight
inch stick into what he ‘thought’ was a sex doll.
“Even
warm from the sun!” he said.
Edward
and Sarah rolled their eyes; the room didn’t even have windows.
“Terrible
dialogue,” he said as he rubbed her clit.
“I
bet I’m plenty warm,” she replied.
With
that said she let go of the fleshlight and stood up.
“I’d
love to be that girl,” she said as she finally stripped out of her
panties in front of Edward.
Then
she turned and playfully jogged down the hallway to the main bedroom.
Edward yanked the fleshlight
off his member.
He
quickly grabbed his toy’s remote and shrunk her again. There was an
odd suction sound as she shrunk enough to fall out of the toy and she
felt into his waiting palm. He
held her up to his smiling face. She was so covered in precum he
could barely see her face at a quarter-inch of size, but he knew she
was having a blast. Or was at least enjoying the thought of her
paycheck.
“Good
thing you said you were up for anything, right?” he said as he
lowered her down.
Elsa’s
eyes had just started to focus when she felt her feet be enveloped by
something hot and wet. She wasn’t in pain, but so disoriented even
being her regular shape instead of a cocksleeve made her feel
hammered
drunk, and not in a good way.
She
looked down just as her father’s finger’s retreated and tried to
scream. The yell was cut off when his finger pressed down on the top
of her head.
With
the shrunken toy pushed into his urethra, Edward hurried toward the
bedroom. He glanced down just to make sure the toy wasn’t visible
and it wasn’t; he didn’t want Sarah asking questions so he knew
to keep the little thing hidden.
Better not shoot
in her, he thought, not
sure how I’d get this one back out. There’s no way she’s as
freaky as what I’m used to.
But
even if Sarah wasn’t as freaky as his wife had been this was still
absolutely amazing.
He
walked into his bedroom and pretended to be a blind moron. Sarah’s
bottom was sticking out from under the blankets and he took a moment
to appreciate the view. It was well toned and he could see her
perfect pussy lips from how she had her knees tucked. He could also
see her backdoor but assumed since the girl on the video hadn’t
been getting buttfucked she wasn’t expecting it either.
“Oh
geez, what a long day at work!” he said dramatically, and below the
sheets Sarah giggled. Inside his urethra Elsa was screaming and
struggling for air as his precum surrounded her, but no one heard any
of this. Edward only felt her pleasant little movements.
Climbing
on the bed he aimed his cock straight at Sarah’s snatch. He
suddenly had no patience. She was ready and Edward slid into her to
the hilt in one long thrust.
Together
they groaned in pleasure.
Edward
started thrusting on his knee into her as she lay on her side. It
wasn’t his favorite position but after a drought it felt amazing.
Elsa
screamed as she saw what was coming. A massive vagina approached her
just as she was getting her face free and it enveloped her own fleshy
prison. Then the movements really started.
Each
pump made her stomach jump and her inner ear scream like she was on a
roller coaster that hated her. If she opened her mouth to panic she
got a mouthful of fluids she didn’t want to think about but if she
kept it closed her body told her she still had to breathe. If she
were more used to the shrinking technology she could have trained
herself out of this.
Suddenly
there was a flash of light and she saw that she was closer to her
dad’s opening than she’d realized. With a struggle she got one
arm free above her head and wiped her eyes.
Visual
clarity only made her scream again as she saw the massive couple had
only been changing positions. Now the giant woman was on her stomach
with her legs pressed together. The extra pressure squeezed Elsa even
tighter as her dad re-entered the woman.
Now
the thrusts were getting more erratic and even through the squelching
fluids and tissues Elsa could hear the couple approaching their
orgasms.
Sarah
came with a scream, biting the pillow to not alert everyone in a
block’s radius about what was happening. Edward held on as long as
he could as he drove into her but it was just too much.
Just
as Sarah’s orgasm was losing intensity Edward forced himself to
pull out. Using his hand to finish he shot his massive load and
topper across Sarah’s back. The little woman trapped in his cock
forced the pressure to build and build before finally being launched
free, resulting in the best orgasm of Edward’s life. He couldn’t
believe how much he came, shot after shot landing on Sarah’s back.
Most of it landed on his little toy.
“Thanks
for pulling out,” Sarah said when they both had caught their
breath, “I haven’t been on the pill in years.”
Edward
climbed off her carefully and told her to stay put.
“I’m
fixed, actually,” he said, “But I didn’t think…”
He
waved his hands and Sarah nodded with a smile.
“I
get it, now can you get me a towel?”
Edward
hurried to the bathroom so he could help her clean up, and to
retrieve his toy before she was caught up in the cleaning herself.
Elsa
struggled to get clear of the goop, crying, and even when her dad’s
fingers carefully picked her up she still hoped for rescue. Until she
was dropped into a pair of slippers that sat on the ground next to
the bed. Almost instantly the drying semen held her down in the shoe.
At least they
don’t stink, she tried to tell
herself as her father looked down at her and winked before helping
his fling clean herself off.