It wasn't that the party was boring, simply that Gabriella had more interesting things to focus on. Of the four couples gathered around the seventies-style conversation pit in her home, Gabriella and her boyfriend seemed most at ease. Naturally her friends, and their boyfriends, would just assume it was because Gabriella was hosting, but as the hours, wine, and sunlight wanted, none of them were privy to Gabriella's true entertainment.
Affectionately cuddled up against her boyfriend in the conversation pit, none of her friends or their dates could feel his heart racing as she could with her hand on his chest. They couldn't catch the subtle glances her six-two boyfriend cast in her direction as the night progressed, or if they did, they didn't recognize those glances for what they were.
Gabriella smiled and excused herself, pushing up against her boyfriend's chest, briefly rising up above him, looking down on him with a telling glare and a grin that only lasted a moment, but conveyed a clear command. Before she had even made it to her bedroom, she heard her boyfriend make some bullshit excuse to leave the room, leaving her six guests to talk among themselves. By the time she had sat down on her bed, he was already on his knees in front of her.
"Did you think I wouldn't notice your little quip?" Gabriella asked, as she offered her right foot, clad in a nylon stocking. "You must think you're very clever…"
Immediately, and without prompt he began to kiss her sole. His lips pressed into her heel, her arch, her ball, and her toes over and over again in a desperate attempt to show his obedience in light of her comment. Gabriella let him continue for significantly longer than he'd have been comfortable with, until his lips bore more of her foot sweat than her sole did.
"What should I do with you, huh?" Gabriella mused, knowing he knew better than to respond. "Should I just take you back out there, have you slip my favorite strap-on over my hips, and then watch everyone's faces as you beg me to fuck you right then and there?"
The brief pause in his adoration of her foot was enough to tell Gabriella that even if he wouldn't say it, the threat had struck home. She chuckled as she pulled the right foot away and lifted the left for him to continue. He obediently began to layer his affection onto her left sole while her right found its way into his crotch and began to explore.
Even through his pants and her nylons, her toes could make out the rigid shape of the cage she kept his cock locked in when she wasn't using it. She could feel, even through the fabric, the flesh straining against the metal bars as he kissed and breathed in the scent. Her toes found their way under the cage, where his testicles hung relatively free and pressed into them, pushing a grunt of pain from his mouth, but he knew better than to slow or stop kissing.
"I think they'd enjoy the show, hell, Hailey's a freak, she might want to have a turn, fucking you in the ass. Can you imagine that petite, little blonde, climbing behind you with a strap-on?" Gabriella laughed. "But maybe this situation calls for a more creative solution…"
She could feel his hands and lips quivering against her foot, and his trembling balls against her toes gave away his fear at the suggestion of something more creative, even if he said nothing in protest. Gabriella allowed him to continue for a bit longer, applying and releasing pressure to his balls as he worshiped her foot.
“You know what I think would be fun?” Gabriella asked, knowing he wouldn’t dare respond. “If I shrunk you down to only a foot tall…”
Her grin spread wider as she saw his eyes widen in fear.
“I’ll shrink you down to only a foot tall, put you in your pretty, little pink collar and leash, and of course your tail plug…” Gabriella continued. “Then I’ll parade you out there for all my friends to see. Since you like Nicole’s legs so much, you can hump her calves all night long. Maybe I’ll even let her take you home for the night. Who do you think would make better use of you, her, or her boyfriend?”
Gabriella brought both her feet to his face and pressed down, a clear signal for him to be patient. It was one of the little, wordless commands she’d installed in him. She spent a few moments in thought. Scrunching her soles and flexing her soles on his face. She could only imagine any look of apprehension on his face under her feet, this peak of physicality, trembling under her soles.
“Or… I could just shrink you down to a few inches tall, shove you up my ass, then go back out there and tell everyone you weren’t feeling well…” Gabriella mused, rubbing her soles on his face. “Oh, choices, choices…”
She lifted her soles from his face and before he could move, set her ankles down around his head, keeping it between her feet. He looked confused, but didn't speak.
"They're probably wondering where we both went… I know, tell me what you would have me do." Gabriella smiled. "Stay your current size but get pegged in front of all my friends, shrink down to a foot tall and get collared for… let's say the next week, or, shrunk to only a few inches and crammed up my ass while I go entertain my guests. Which will it be?"
His eyes glanced from her, down to her waist, and then over to her closet containing the myriad of sex toys she owned. He spent several moments considering the options, and considering Gabriella's expression. He hung his head between her nylon covered feet when he finally came to a decision.
"Peg me in front of them, please." He mumbled.
"Oh? Really? You'd walk back out there, completely naked, bend over, spread your cheeks for me and beg me in front of everyone to fuck your ass?" Gabriella mused.
"Y…yes, please peg me in front of your guests, mistress." He said, even quieter.
"Hmmm…" Gabriella pondered for a moment, before swinging her feet off his shoulders. "Go get my strap harness, and the dildo that looks like a tentacle."
With no hesitation, not even to climb to his feet, he scurried over to the closet and began to sift through the variety of accouterments she had collected over the years, the metallic elements of her collection clinking audibly as he searched. While he worked, Gabriella stood up and slid her nylons down from her waist, down to her ankles before sitting back down.
He returned, brilliant orange and teal silicone tentacle already fixed to the supple leather harness and chromed rings. He scooted at her feet as quickly as his rug-burned knees would allow and held the strap-on up to get with both hands like an offering. He only faltered as Gabriella took the harness and dildo from his hands, and only then because he felt himself shrinking. Gabriella gave him just enough time to register what was happening, to feel his shirt loosen as he shrunk out of it, and then, before he could protest, brought him down to four inches tall in an instant.
She dug him out of his clothes, easily finding the wiggling lump in the shirt and pants, she didn't allow him underwear, so no boxers or undershirt impeded her search. She lifted him up, pinched between her fingers to her face. She could make out the sounds of confusion and protest, but nothing specific.
"No, you're not getting pegged tonight, but I'll keep it in mind for later." Gabriella said before spitting on his dangling form. "The strap-on is for Jackie. She's been talking about topping her new boyfriend, and I'm going to shrink him down a foot or two and lend her this to really break him in."
Gabriella spat another glob of saliva onto her boyfriend, then followed it up with a few deep licks from her tongue. She took care to ensure that, despite his struggling, his entire body was coated in spit. She chuckled as her tongue ran over his now uncaged cock, feeling it stiffen against her tongue and lips as she lubricated him.
"But you?" Gabriella said, satisfied he was wet enough. "You are going to learn not to speak out of line. Enjoy being uncaged while you're up my ass."
Ignoring his squeaking cries for mercy, Gabriella deftly reclined back on her bed, exhaling as she brought her legs up in a delicate balance. The position allowed her cheeks to spread relatively easily with one hand as she positioned her boyfriend between them with the other, even if it required a bit of regular stretching to be feasible.
The feeling of his tiny body, thrashing about in a desperate bid not to endure what he knew to be an hours long, at the very least, imprisonment in her rectum was second only to the feelings of forcing him inside and feeling him once sealed in. Gabriella took her time in kneading him into her hole, savoring every kick, punch, and tremor he made in a futile attempt to escape his punishment. She caught a glimpse of her efforts in her dressing mirror, and almost laughed to see his tiny, naked, fit body unable to fight back against either her fingers or her anus.
A quick thrust of her fingers buried half of him, head first, into her hungry hole. Gabriella suppressed a moan, fully aware that the door to her bedroom was still open, and while she didn't necessarily mind an audience, the whole point of the evening was to have no one else know she'd entombed her boyfriend in her ass. Quickly, she finished the process, her fingers deftly shoving him in most of the rest of the way, leaving only his twitching feet exposed as she released her cheek and sealed him in.
Gabriella lay back on her bed, letting her legs fall and laughed quietly to herself as she felt the rewarding sensation of her boyfriend's useless struggling inside her. She lay a hand over her gut, down nearer where he'd be, on the off chance his efforts could be felt through her. Sure enough, however faint, she could feel her boyfriend's writhing inside her.
"Maybe you've got too much room in there…" Gabriella mused, knowing he couldn't hear her. "Let's fix that."
With a thought, Gabriella granted her boyfriend a couple of inches in size back, immediately causing the gentle stirring inside her rectum to become a filling, even more pleasurable sensation. Gabriella had to suppress a moan as she brought him up to size and enjoyed his renewed horror at being so much more cramped inside her.
Not wanting to waste the feeling, Gabriella stood up and pulled her hosiery back up, slipping her dress back down over it. Even if her cheeks hadn't clamped down on him, the clothing would keep her boyfriend in place throughout the night. She delivered a sharp slap to her ass, and was rewarded with a renewed wiggling from her trapped boyfriend.
Walking back out of her bedroom and to the conversation pit, she couldn't help but notice a warmth and moisture building between her legs as she walked and her boyfriend squirmed inside her. When she arrived at the pit, bright dildo in hand, all eyes on it, she couldn't help herself.
"Hey everyone, he's not feeling well, so won't be back out tonight, but…" Gabriella said with a wry grin. "Jackie, you said you wanted to try pegging? Why don't I give you a demonstration right here and show you how to fuck your man with a toy like this?"
Giantess World
Author's Chapter Notes:
Sometimes, you just have to put your fate into someone else's hands... or cheeks. Thank you for reading!
Rated X, F/m, 1-3in, Butt stuff.
Chapter End Notes:
Relationships, am I right?
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