Jake stared at the ground for a second and thought deeply before raising his eyes again to meet Judy’s hazel gaze. His mind was still clouded from the poking and prodding Liz had given him and it was affecting his decision-making. He had been thinking of possible dares earlier when the game started but none of them came to him. Instead, his mind went another direction. “Take off one piece of clothing.”

With zero hesitation Liz’s hands dropped from the table’s edge and quickly returned grasping the lower rim of her shirt as she pulled it over her head.  White cotton rapidly transitioned to a thin layer of hazel fur broader than any billboard Jake had ever seen. As the shirt lifted further still, two modest breasts each easily dwarfing Jake revealed themselves. Jake was stunned. She wouldn’t have been considered flat-chested by any means, but they were relatively small and reflected the rest of her relatively athletic physique. Shapely, but not overly so. As the shirt came up over her head, Liz’s hair was pulled back before raining down over her head again. God was she sexy.

“Enjoying the view?” she said with a tilt of her head. Her voice sounded a bit huskier than normal, she must have been enjoying herself too.

“You, you’re not wearing a bra,” Jake observed, still floored by the magnificent beauty in front of him.

“The straps got uncomfortable after being on for most of the day so I took it off earlier. I think this is much better. Don’t you?” she said, dropping her gaze a bit and smiling mischievously.

Jake’s hands flew over the tent in his pants yet again.

“Don’t worry about it. It’s flattering. Anyway, it’s your turn little man,” Liz continued. “So what’ll it be?” she said, leaning forward and exaggerating each word with the movement of her lips. “Truth?” she half-moaned, “or dare?”

Holy shit, thought Jake. This was happening. This was really happening. Should he? Should he put his fate into her hands? Or should he call it quits before he risked their friendship over his own sexual fantasy. Was it just the alcohol? Or was there something more to this? Still nervous, he paused briefly before making up his mind. “Dare.”

“Touch them,” Liz said without hesitation. 

“T-touch them?” Jake stammered.  “Are you sure?”

“Very,” she said, biting her lip.

Since she was sitting on the floor, Liz’s chest wasn’t too high above the top of the coffee table where Jake was sitting, but her height still left her chest out of little Jake’s reach. As Jake stood himself up, his erection jutting out into his sweatpants, Liz leaned forward and brought her breasts to rest on the table’s edge.

“Ohhh that table’s cold,” Liz said with a giggle.

She was so close that Jake could feel her booming voice. As he paced across the table-top he found her breasts were in fact taller than him. Each was mostly covered by her short, hazel fur but Liz’s dark, exposed areolas stood out against the lighter fur surrounding them. Stepping closer still, Jake began to feel her familiar warmth radiating out toward him.  Pausing briefly, he looked up, almost as if to ask permission.

“Go ahead, little buddy,” came Liz’s needy voice. Her mouth hung slightly open and her chest heaved outward with each breath.

Jake had been close to Liz, he had been physically on her before, he had even leaned back against her chest as they read together, but this was different. This was blurring the lines between reality and fantasy. At fourteen or so centimetres tall Jake was about to fondle the breast of a two and a half-metre titaness. He walked the last little distance and approached her breast. Her nipple was about chest height to him at this size. He reached out and touched it with his open palm before stepping back.

“Mmm,” Liz gasped overhead, “you’re not done with the dare yet. Try again,” she said.

Not wanting to disappoint Liz, Jake reached out again. This time her nipple felt a little firmer under his touch. In fact, it was expanding from the size of his fist to nearly as large, if not larger than his head. “Whoa,” he quietly said to himself.

“That’s much better,” Liz said in a voice that sounded lustful.

Jake withdrew again, taking a step back and simply stared at her breast, then back up to her head above, not sure what to do.

“You’re not done with the dare yet. There’s still one more, Jake,” Liz cooed.

She was serious when she said them. Jake began to walk to her right breast, noting that her breathing had become deeper. He could hear sharp exhales with each breath far above. Maybe she was enjoying this as much as he was. Had he been wrong about Liz? Did she want to be more than just friends with him? Or was this the alcohol taking over both of them? Before he could continue down that train of thought, he arrived at Liz’s second breast. Reaching out, he began to caress the hardened nipple poking out in front of him.

Liz was in heaven right now. At first Jake’s soft touch had felt ticklish but then she had felt that familiar fire spreading inside her. He probably hadn’t noticed but one of her hands had snaked down her body and began rubbing the outside of her growing damp spot on the outside of her panties and yoga pants. The warm wetness below was driving her even more towards lust, but she did her best to remain in control. Two of her dreams were now coming true. She had a tiny human willingly pleasing her and that little human was her best friend from the office, her crush, the one she wanted to be with. She hoped he was as excited as she was. She wasn’t sure how much longer she could wait before escalating things further.

After at least half a minute of rubbing and enjoying Liz’s deep breathing, Jake let his hands slide down and then off of the smooth surface and back to his waist. He took a step back and looked up to see that Liz had been staring at the ceiling with her eyes closed.

“That wasn’t so bad, now, was it?” Liz asked in a teasing, sensual tone as she turned down to look at him again.

“That was … intense,” was all that Jake could muster. He worried that it was too cheesy but Liz just giggled.

“My turn,” she said.

So, the game was still on. Jake honestly didn’t know what to say for truth or dare. He waited as she teased him with silence.

“Truth,” she cooed finally.

 “Have you ever fantasized about a coworker?” Jake asked.

Liz slid her chest off the table and leaning back as she sat on the floor, her arms now planted behind her. Looking to the side, she presented her chest to him and answered in an almost shy tone, “Yes.”

“Who?” Jake pressed.

“Ah ahhhh, you already got your answer. Now it’s your turn,” Liz said.  

Caught blushing, Jake could only play along. “Okay. Worth a try. Let’s do a dare.”

“Looking for more action are you?” Liz joked. “Alright, you’re quite the climber. Climb me. Get from the floor to my shoulder and then onto the couch.”

Climb her? Jake was suddenly unsure of himself. Could he make it all the way up? Sitting down she was still around ten times his height. Rope ladders were one thing, but she was talking about climbing a living, breathing giant.

Sensing his doubt, Liz decided to encourage him. “I’ve seen how well you can get around the house. This should be easy. And I won’t let you fall.”

“Ok, let’s try.” Jake still doubted himself, but he wasn’t about to ruin the moment they were sharing. His chest was absolutely pounding right now. Liz was either toying with him or she really did like him and he was determined to find out one way or another.

Liz leaned forward again and wrapped a hand around the miniature human. Then, as she held him, she repositioned herself between the coffee table and the couch, sitting parallel with both. Not wanting to overwhelm or scare Jake about her intentions she opted to keep her legs closed and gently deposited him under the coffee table and next to her right thigh. Then she raised her arms again and rested one behind her and another on the couch surface, leaning back to give him an angled slope rather than a vertical cliff.  

Jake looked up at the cotton-covered thigh that rose above his head, blocking his vision and then beyond it to Liz who was leaning back far above. “This might take a while,” he said up to her.

“Take your time, little guy,” Liz teased, clearly enjoying her size advantage.

Jake managed a laugh at the name she had been calling him since soon after they had first met back in the office. He had been sensitive about his height, but when it came from her, he was becoming alright with it. Things were quite different now but he was definitely a little guy to her still. Alright, time to get going. He looked again at the toned thigh nearly twice his height. That wasn’t happening. He decided to head down her leg toward her ankles which he knew he could climb. Along the way he dragged his hand idly against her leg, not even thinking about it.

Liz stifled a shiver as she felt Jake’s tiny hand caress the outside of her thigh. The sensation weakened slightly as he distanced himself from her hips but she still felt excitement from the knowledge that something so small was stroking up against her. The wetness between her legs had only grown and it was taking great effort not to grind her hips or shift as Jake continued to touch her through the thin layer of cotton currently separating him from her leg.

Far below Jake remained oblivious to the sensations he was giving to Liz and focused only on the warmth he felt coming off her leg and how relaxing it was. He was nervous about what he was about to attempt, but for some reason the knowledge that he was with Liz was enough to reassure him. Finally, he reached her ankle and took a few steps back before clambering on as he had the day before. He was slightly clumsier due to the alcohol in his system but he managed to flop over top with his legs dangling down behind him and his front dangling down in the small gap between her right and left ankles. It took a bit of struggling but he finally got himself seated on her ankle as if it were a giant bull.

Far above him, Liz wasn’t paying attention and was instead enjoying another long drag of her wine. She did her best to keep her lower half stationary as she finished off her glass. She had a bit of time so she reached over and filled the glass again. It made her feel powerful to be able to casually drink and fill her glass while a tiny being struggled to climb her. Just then she felt movement begin up her leg. Not wanting to drop the glass or spill she quickly set the bottle down on the table and returned to her relaxed position, leaning back. It was going to take some focus to stay still.

As Jake crossed Liz’s enormous knee he noticed that every bit closer he got to her waist the hotter the heat radiating off her body got. By the time he got to her waist he was already sweating. He also noticed a strong smell that had begun to appear earlier but was overwhelming now. A familiar smell from his experience under Liz before. Not wanting to get too distracted from the task at hand, his eyes angled up the light brown fur-covered slope that was angled in front of him. It was steep, but he figured he could do it. He would have to do his best not to pull on her fur too hard but away he went, slowly inching his way up to and then beyond her navel.

As he mounted her stomach, he began to experience the familiar rising and falling of his climbing surface with each breath. Before when he had been here it had been relaxing, but now it was making his climb quite challenging. Still, Jake managed to push onward until he approached her breasts. Each mound was large enough to become a nearly vertical wall impeding his progress. The only safe passage was through the valley in between where he could sort of brace himself against each of them despite there being a significant gap and despite both of them not projecting too far from Liz’s body. By now he was panting, but still he edged forwards bit by bit. His arms complained, but the alcohol in his system blocked out any pain in his muscles. He was going to do this.

Below him from inside Liz’s chest he heard and felt her heartbeat as he began to slide between her breasts. As each hand grazed against the massive orbs on either side of him be heard a low moan from Liz which reverberated through them both. She was definitely as turned on as he was by this crazy situation. As he neared her collarbone fatigue began to take over. Jake wanted to continue, but he was just too winded from all the climbing. Thankfully, a soft hand appeared below him providing a foothold.

“Almost there, tiny,” came words of encouragement from above as Liz sensed his fatigue. It was so odd to hear Liz talk in this position because her voice came from in front of him as well as from her mouth above. Below his hands he could feel the vibration of every resounding syllable. So much power, he thought. He couldn’t disappoint her. A minute later he was up and on her shoulder, panting, but he had made it. After a quick rest he shuffled forward on his hands and legs not daring to look down as he crossed her arm and dropped onto the couch surface below.

“Well done!” came the congratulations from Liz.

“Thanks!” panted Jake. “That was quite the dare.”

“It was, but you did it! You’ve definitely earned a small break,” Liz joked.

She was amazed that he had been able to stick it through to the end. As she saw him begin she realized how big of a challenge she had given him, but he had done it. The only thing she was worried about now was that she had tired him out too much. Thankfully he seemed to recover quickly after his brief rest on her shoulder and seemed to be doing better and better as he lay there on the couch. The feeling of his little form climbing up and across her had been indescribable. Something she hadn’t imagined even in her greatest fantasies about situations such as this. She wasn’t about to stop there though, after giving him another few seconds to catch his breath she was done waiting. Her loins were burning now and she wanted him, more than ever.

“You think you’re ready for the next round?” Liz asked.

“Oh yeah. It’s your turn right?” Jake said.

“That it is. Give my dare, little man,” Liz said as she shifted, sitting up and leaning her body into the couch cushions right next to Jake.

Jake found himself nearly face to face with the giant breasts he had climbed between short minutes before. Lust took over and he immediately said, “take off another piece of clothing.”

“Oh, haven’t seen enough yet?” Liz teased, barely hiding her own excitement. This evening couldn’t be going any better. The little guy was finally getting into it. Happy to comply, Liz pressed a hand down onto the coffee table and the couch. She gave a giggle as her weight shifted the couch enough to send little Jake tumbling over. Everything about him was so cute.

“Sorry about that,” she fake-apologized as Jake continued to roll toward the indent formed by her palm before being launched up and landing on his back again as her hand raised. Her balance was slightly off as she stood up, thanks to that second glass of wine while he was climbing, probably. Thankfully, her stance held and she managed to avoid stumbling drunkenly. Next, Liz turned away from Jake and gave a large swish of her long tail, leaving it raised. Bending over, she peered between her legs. There was tiny Jake sitting on his ass, just visible around her tail-hairs. His tiny erection was poking against the groin of his tiny sweatpants, his jaw and eyes wide. Her heart fluttered at the wonder in his eyes.

Jake couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He had been tossed around as Liz got up, landing on his back. As he sat up the sight in front of him had come into focus as if it were a dream. Liz was standing, facing away from him. At his present level he was slightly below her massive knees and each of her towering legs stretched up far above him where they met at her toned ass whose outline was barely concealed by her tight pants.

Between Liz’s legs was a dark, damp spot on the grey fabric of her pants. Jake had no experience with women, but it didn’t take much to guess what that meant. Accompanying the sight was a familiar smell. The scent from while he climbed her now permeated the room. Liz’s tail swished gracefully, partially obscuring Liz’s bare brown furred back above. When her tail settled Jake saw the shadows cast along the athletic muscles of her back. She wasn’t overly muscular, but it was no longer a surprise why she had beaten him in their little competition earlier.

Then, Jake saw it. Her thumbs gently hooked into her waistband and her hips shifted, angling to the left slightly as she let her tail out of its hole at the back. Next, she began to ease her waistband down, gradually revealing her hazel cheeks centimetre by tantalizing centimetre. Down and down the grey cloth went until it reached the peak of each cheek and suddenly jumped down to her thighs. Further down her waistband went, until it dropped below the couch cushion and out of Jake’s view. He was left staring at the brown columns in front of him, his erection pressing almost painfully against his sweatpants now. He spaced out for a minute before realizing that Liz’s hazel eyes were staring at him between her legs. A smile crossed her face as she winked at him, taking a step out of each pant leg and standing up straight again.

Jake was a bit puzzled by the wink, but then a heavy weight thumped down on top of him trapping him in total darkness beneath a soft, warm material. That same familiar smell pervaded his senses now. He reached out and found that it was a cloth that covered him. Struggling at first, he saw glimmers of light in a crease in the fabric in front of him. He began to push his way through the dark material until he paused. His hands had come into contact with a wet spot that smelled like... Could this be…

Liz bit her lip. Her aim had been perfect, she had dropped her yoga pants right on top of tiny Jake and she was enjoying watching his struggles underneath. Maybe this was overdoing things, but she was just having some fun. She took another big sip from her wine glass before setting it down on the coffee table. Then her attention returned to the moving pile of clothing in front of her and saw he had paused. Come on, little guy, you can do it.  

Jake had a quick sniff of the wet spot and the intense scent confirmed that he was, in fact, trapped below the damp groin of Liz’s discarded yoga pants. He fought forward against the damp cloth before finding a dry patch again. The hints of light he had seen before were growing larger as he reached an end to the cloth. Finally, Jake reached the edge and forced his body under it and out into the open.

                The brighter light of outside was slightly blinding at first, but a large object quickly came into focus. Liz’s face was resting almost immediately in front of where he had pulled himself out of her mountainous pants. He could almost reach out and touch her velvet nose from where he laid. 

                “You okay there, Jake?” Liz asked.

Her breath washed over him as she spoke, adding a strong accent of wine to the scent of arousal that was intoxicating Jake’s senses. Each syllable her soft voice spoke rumbled through him.

“Yeah, I’m good,” Jake panted, winded from his second bout of exertion.

“Your turn. Take your shirt off,” Liz commanded, her probing eyes boring into him from such a close distance.

“But I didn’t say truth or dare,” Jake reminded her.

“I’ve shown you plenty, now it’s your turn,” Liz stated.

Jake figured fair was fair. He hadn’t been in a situation like this with a woman before, and he was nervous of screwing things up, but if she was asking he didn’t want to refuse. “Ok,” he said, thumbing the bottom of his shirt and lifting it up and over his head. He wondered if she’d ask him to take his sweatpants off. Unlike her, he didn’t have another layer beneath. Thankfully, his shirt seemed to be sufficient for now.

“Mmm,” Liz moaned, her warm breath again washing over Jake’s now standing form, “someone has been working out. Now kiss me,” she continued.

“What?” Jake stammered, surprised. She really was into him? This wasn’t just a drunken game between them? She seriously liked him too?

“Go on, kiss me. If you want to,” Liz said.

Jake hesitated for a minute, staring at her. Liz’s muzzle rested on the couch’s surface immediately in front of him. Even standing be barely cleared her nose. His gaze, though, was locked with Liz’s. They held each other’s unblinking stare for a minute before Jake’s edged forward. He leaned in, opened his arms, and closed his eyes as he pressed his head directly against the velvet nose in front of him and kissed. He wasn’t sure what to do at such a size disadvantage but figured this would do to start.

It sure did. A massive pair of fingers pressed against Jake’s back as Liz returned his hug and her whole muzzle raised until her lips covered his face and she returned his kiss, her eyes closed as well. The two continued, each of them moaning as time dragged forward. Liz’s massive lips dragged across Jake’s face and chest, slopping her warm saliva over him as the two began to press more passionately into each other. Liz’s breathing intensified through her nostrils to Jake’s left and right, increasingly rapid and deep breaths accompanying an increased pace in the shifting of her massive mouth along his front. Jake too found the pace of his breathing increase as strong urges developing throughout his body. In his mind all he could think about was how happy he was that they were finally together now.

“Mmmmm, I’m feeling more than your hands pressing against me, Jake,” Liz’s voice mumbled as they continued. He had felt some rumbling when she had been in front of him but now that he was in direct contact her voice truly resonated throughout him. Jake just moaned in reply. Finally, the two of them eased back from each other, Liz pulling her head back and Jake taking a couple of steps back.

Liz clearly saw how nervous Jake was. His hands began to dip down to cover his groin out of embarrassment when her calm, booming voice returned, “No need to be embarrassed. I am very much enjoying this too.”

Liz leaned back displaying her fully erect nipples, each hardened just as much as when Jake had brushed against them briefly earlier. “You are so beautiful,” was all Jake could think to say.

Now it was Liz’s turn to blush. It was one thing being called beautiful, it was another to be called beautiful by a being so small she should have appeared monstrous. “Aw, thank you, you little cutie. Say Jake,” she began.

“Yeah?”

“Would you like a ride to the bedroom?”

“Yes.”

It was all Liz could do not to simply grab Jake and run. Showing great restraint, she eased her palm down to his tiny form and let him climb on. Then she rose to her full height and began the short walk down the hall and into her room. No, their room now, she silently reminded herself. There was more bounce in her stride than usual. Liz was excited.

Jake was excited too. Normally he would have been focused on her belly or on the view in front as they walked, but today was different. Thoom, thoom, thoom went Liz’s hooves on the floor far below, and far above Jake could see her exposed breasts, bouncing and bobbing with each step. It was a sight he had only dreamed of and while it would have been beautiful to see at any size, he felt it particularly beautiful from his smaller perspective. The bouncing didn’t last long, however as they quickly arrived at their destination. Expecting her to join him, Jake was surprised when Liz simply tilted her hand and dropped him several Jake-sized metres onto the bed surface below. He really must have been more durable at this size, though, because he wasn’t fazed in the slightest by the landing on the surprisingly firm bed. Firm to support her large mass, he figured. Or maybe his weight was just that insignificant now.

“I’ll be back in a minute. Don’t go too far,” Liz said.

“Alright,” Jake replied, looking up at her in awe. Like I would leave this, he didn't add.

In front of him, Liz did that familiar turn and swish of her tail as she walked back out of the room, except this time the only thing covering her form was a thin pair of panties that had begun riding up her ass as the night had been going on. “Oh god,” Jake moaned to himself as he reached in his pants for his length. He stopped himself from masturbating fully, but couldn’t help stroking himself as he waited for Liz’s return.