The light hit Manny’s closed eyes at an angle, stirring the twenty-one year old from his slumber. He instinctually stretched his arms outwards, only to stop a second later when his closed fist made contact with… something. Now this was strange. Still too tired to open his eyes, he stretched his arm further. Whatever he was touching had some sort of give to it, but had tensed up. Giving up, Manny opened his eyes, eager to give whatever pesky object was interrupting his well-deserved morning stretch a piece of his mind. However, when he looked up, all he saw was an opaque field of white.

Oh, right, he was sleeping inside a pair of underwear.

Manny turned to face his roommate of sorts, which just happened to be an absolutely gigantic cock. The shaft was illuminated by the stray rays of sunlight that managed to sneak through the massive tight briefs that they were both contained in. Veins larger than Manny’s arms crisscrossed the member’s surface as it began to stir, growing even larger. It was only as the giant penis’ head started to push its way out of the boxers that Manny became aware of how sweaty he was, having slept cocooned in the embrace of a god-like being’s underwear and the heat of his penis.

Of course, the sweat wasn’t the only thing covering the tiny man’s body. He was positively slathered in dry semen, the same substance that decorated the inside of the underwear, a testament to last night’s adventures that now caused his curly brown hair to stick to his forehead. Manny raised his arm once more, this time to scoop up the last drop of undried cum from the inside of his underwear prison with two fingers before bringing it to his mouth. Yup, last night was fun.

Suddenly, the fleshy surface under him shifted ever so slightly, which meant that Manny’s whole world was rocked as he was thrown to his right and directly into the shaft of the giant cock, before he stumbled backwards onto the massive balls that rested right below it. It was time to get up.

As the tiny scurried over to the opening produced by the erect penis, the ground continued to tremble under him. Finally, he was able to slide his upper body out of the briefs, after which he took a moment to admire the view that lay before him.

Alex was a sight to behold. A valley of lean muscles and abs led to a chiseled chin, a shaven-clean face, and a truly godly visage crowned by well-kept, short black hair. Slowly but surely, the giant man lifted his head to see Manny staring at him from the little space that his morning wood had made between the elastic band of his underwear and his skin.

“Hello there, little guy. Sleep well?” asked Alex. Manny smiled back and nodded,at which the giant man chuckled lovingly. “Of course you did. Look, I really don’t feel like getting up just yet. How about I let you chill on your second favorite place on my body for now?” Manny nodded even more enthusiastically.

“I thought you’d agree,” said Alex as he carefully reached down to grab the tiny from his underwear. The giant couldn’t help but notice how his tiny friend’s minute penis stood at full attention as he lifted him up to his face and let his warm morning breath envelop him for a few seconds, before covering Manny with a kiss that made the tiny blush.

“Ok, there you go,” he said as he deposited Manny on his abs. The small man instantly curled up in the ridges between Alex’s rock-hard muscles and closed his eyes while Alex looked on. Manny found the slight flexing of his friend’s abs and the slow gurgling of his stomach on the other side to be almost hypnotic.

The pair lay there for an additional five minutes before Alex decided that breakfast was in order. Carefully taking Manny in his hand, the giant got out of bed and headed to the kitchen. There, he dropped the tiny on the countertop before making himself breakfast, with Manny following the giant attentively as he started his day. Manny meditated on his relationship with Alex. Surely they couldn’t really be considered roommates anymore. The gigantic twenty-five-year old had been Manny’s legal owner since the now-former graduate student shrunk two months prior. Were they together? The nights that Manny had spent straddling Alex’s cock and being used by the giant to masturbate certainly seemed to imply that. However, it was also true that Alex still regularly brought home men and women to ravage in bed, sometimes letting Manny in on the gigantic love making. Was he his pet? No, Alex had been too kind to him, and had not eaten or otherwise killed him like the people in all those horror stories Manny had heard.

While the coffee brewed itself, Alex cut up some pieces of fruit with a knife several times Manny’s size and dropped them into a small bowl full of greek yogurt. “Small”, of course, was relative, since the bowl was the size of a small swimming pool to Manny. Once breakfast was ready, the giant’s gaze once again stopped on the tiny man. “Mmm, I’m afraid to say, Manny, but you’re still a bit dirty for dinner after what I put you through tonight.” He looked to the side, reminiscing how he had dominated his shrunken roommate with his cock.”But don’t worry”, he said with a predatory smile.

“I can take care of that for you.”

Before he could even react, Manny was lifted up by two massive digits. He got one look at Alex’s ravenous eyes before he was launched into the air, flying in an arc to land in the giant’s open mouth.

Alex shut his lips tight as soon as Manny hit his tongue, savoring his own juices on the tiny as he swirled him around and pressed him into his cheek.

Inside, Manny was thrown about as a tongue the size of an SUV completely dominated him, licking all the cum off of him but leaving him equally covered in spit. The tiny’s only reprieve, if it could be called that, was when Alex expertly pressed him against his cheek and drove the monstrous tongue behind the small boy’s legs, bringing him to orgasm almost instantly and adding a few insignificant drops of Manny’s cum to the tapestry of flavors on his tongue. Once Alex felt certain that Manny had finished, he spit him out into his open hand and laid him down on the countertop once more. Manny lay there on his side while Alex started his breakfast. He was broken, disheveled, but ultimately happy. 

Once the tiny found the strength to stand up once again, the giant was once again looking at him, his eyes transmitting the emotions that had come to define the two men’s relationship, loving care intermingled with a lust for power and domination.

“You’re going to need to eat up for today, Manuel.” Alex muttered, jokingly using his full first name like he did when he scolded the tiny for his inability to focus. Of course, the only reason the former straight-A student couldn’t focus anymore was because he spent most of the time trapped in Alex’s underwear, socks, or mouth, along with other, more exotic places. “Here, jump in,” said Alex, tilting over the bowl, which at this point held only a meager amount of yogurt and the last sad slices of banana and strawberries.

Manny dutifully climbed in, lounging in the yogurt bowl as if it was a thick hot tub, sometimes stuffing fistfuls of yogurt and small fruit leftovers into his mouth. While Alex’s spoon came dangerously close to scopping him up a few times, the giant man respected the tiny’s need to rest, for now. Once all the fruit was gone, Alex lifted Manny up and licked him clean before finishing his yogurt and quickly gulping down his coffee while the miniature man looked on in awe. 

Once the giant was done with breakfast, he checked his watch. “Mmm, I have to start getting ready soon.” He then locked eyes with the tiny once again. “You won’t be coming to work with me today, little guy, but don’t worry, I’ve got a place just for you that you’re going to love.” 

A minute later Manny was once again sitting on the giant bed. Alex had told him to keep his eyes shut for a surprise, and all Manny could do was wait while he heard the giant man search through his belongings, before letting out a triumphant “Aha!”

As if on cue, Manny felt the mattress bend slightly under him, as if a large object had been deposited on it.

“Now, open your eyes.”

Manny opened his eyes to a large glass jar. The container towered over him, and could easily have fit ten of him if they had all been crammed tightly together. Behind the jar, he could make out the slightly distorted image of Alex’s dick, once again rock-hard. He looked up to see Alex looming even higher above him, smiling down at the tiny before he licked his lips.

“Oh, I think you’re going to enjoy your home for the day, Manny.”

In a split second, Alex grabbed Manny with two fingers and unceremoniously dropped him into the jar. The tiny man had exactly one second to look up and see Alex blink down at him before his giant erect penis came crashing down into the jar.

Alex got on his knees on his bed and thrust hard into the glass container. While it was massive to Manny, it could barely hold a quarter of the giant’s length. Thus, he could comfortably stroke his shaft while also pummeling his tiny roommate into the glass. Alex moaned, reveling in his godlike power and the complete domination he had over Manny, who could feel the moan vibrating through both the cock and the glass as he was brutally smashed between both over and over again. Had tinies not been more resistant to damage than their size would indicate, he would have been smashed to pieces as his entire body was slammed into the bottom of the jar and his god’s cock abused him like the little worthless sex toy he was.

To any other tiny, this might have been torture.

To Manny it was heaven.

He lost all semblance of direction, and forgot which way was up and which was down. There was only Alex, his deafening moans, his gigantic cock ramming him without mercy, and the precum already covering him completely. It wasn’t long before Manny came once again, a tiny squirt that was immediately overshadowed by the veritable tsunami of cum that Alex unleashed on him only a moment later.

It seemed to never end. For what felt like hours, all Manny knew was cum. It was in his hair, on his skin, in his eyes, and in his mouth. And he loved every second of it as he zealously gulped down mouthfuls of Alex’s juices.

Finally, Alex withdrew his penis from the jar, a thick string of cum still connecting his head to the rim. He looked down into the puddle of cum, which, at several inches deep, covered the entire bottom of the container. He could only just make a shoulder, an arm laying limp, a chest slowly heaving up and down and a face with strands of brown hair stuck to it, now completely covered in white liquid.

“Did you enjoy getting fucked by your master, little boytoy? Getting completely destroyed by your god?” The half-sunken form that was Manny did not react, but Alex knew him well enough to know what his answer would have been. 

“Well, I’m off to work, so I’m going to just spit on you to top you off for the morning and then leave. Do you like how that sounds, Manny? Do you want that?”

Even Alex was surprised when Manny conjured whatever strength he had left to slowly get up on his knees, trembling the whole way. Alex looked down, impressed at the tiny toy’s resilience and thirst for abuse as he lifted his head straight up, locked eyes with the giant, opened his mouth, and stuck out his tongue.

And then, Manny uttered his first word of the day.

“Please…”

Alex threw his head back and let out a thunderous laugh before looking down again. “As you wish,” he said as he dropped a thick, heavy, foamy glob of saliva into the jar.

The spit hit Manny like a truck, forcing him back on his back and so deep under the cum that he hit his back on the glass bottom. 

Manny simply lay there as Alex screwed on the jar’s lid, which had holes to allow the tiny to breath during the hours he would spend in there. He then kissed the jar one last time before leaving it on his bedside table. Suddenly, the lights went out for Manny, except for a few familiar stray rays of sunlight. Alex had thrown his dirty, used underwear on the jar. The last sound he heard was Alex’s laughter as he got dressed and left the apartment.

It took Manny a few minutes to force his way through the liquid and find air again. Even then, only his eyes, nose, and mouth were free of the viscous mix that filled the jar.

After a long gasp for air, Manny cried. He cried not because he was sad, but because he was the most content he had ever been in his life. Once he had worried about rent, school, and his relationships. Now, he saw that those concerns were insignificant. Now, he was loved. He was valued. He was owned.

As the tears fell down his face and vanished into the warm mixture of cum and spit that hugged him, Manny’s hand slowly pushed towards his penis. Once he got hold of it, he smiled again.

His life was good.