Chapter 8

“Hahaha oh my goddddd, WOW!” burst out Luna, shaking her gorgeous spill of silver-dyed hair back and forth against her shoulders as she bent down slightly over Thomas. “You’re reeeeally getting short, aren’t you? I’m taller than you now!”

She straightened up, her bare breasts jiggling with her movements, and drew a line with her palm from the top of Thomas’s head…and indeed, the line stopped right at her eyes. She was a good 2 inches taller than him. Thomas had seen Luna naked a few times, back during their brief fling, but apparently, in between then and now, she had gotten a bunch more tattoos. In addition to the rich and intertwining array of vines, thorns, and snakes down her arms that he had already seen, Luna had a huge, strikingly intricate tattoo of a dark rose on her chest, right above her perky breasts, with a complex and impressive design that framed it, stretching all the way to her shoulders on both sides. Without even stopping to absorb the fact that Luna looked even thicker and stronger than she had when he last saw her, Thomas looked up and down her hot body, clearly intimidated, both by her size compared to him now, and by her new tattoos.

“And not just short!” Luna laughed, glancing up at Mia before averting her eyes back down to Thomas. She reached out a silver-ringed hand and felt up Thomas’s bicep. Her hand, even though it wasn’t terribly big (since Luna was only 5’4), nearly went all the way around. She laughed again and shook his arm, sending vibrations all through Thomas’s shrunken body. For good measure, she held up her own bicep and flexed. Luna had always been well-formed, but now, from Thomas’s perspective, her muscle looked startlingly substantial…and of course way bigger than his.

“Short AND skinny!” Luna exclaimed, “And…perfectly trained already, it appears.”

“Ha, well…I’ve been seeing to that this morning,” Mia chuckled, taking it upon herself to stride into what was apparently Luna’s fancy penthouse. She had dropped Thomas’s leash by his side, in effect allowing him to rest “at ease.” The thing was, though, that Thomas was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that Luna was naked, and he barely even noticed the leash falling by his side.

Luna, however, sauntered straight up to the leash and, with a deft swish of her hand, seized it and wrapped it around her hand. Thomas stumbled forward into her body, feeling the soft firmness of her flesh up close….her perky breasts poked into his shoulders…she smelled nice…fruity…like mango and coconut.

“Why hello there!” Luna teased, her face very close to his. “Cat got your tongue, Thomas?”

“I’m sure he’s surprised to see you, Luna, in all your glory,” chuckled Mia from the far end of the room. “Love the new tats, by the way.”

“Thaaaanks!” replied Luna brightly.

The big, spacious windows opened out to a spectacular panorama view of the beach, and Mia was standing there, striking an impressive figure, with her back turned to them. It was only after Luna loosened his leash a little that Thomas could see Mia holding up a pair of binoculars, surveying the beach down below.

“I kept it all a surprise, of course,” Mia continued, still facing away from them and peering through the binoculars, as Luna led Thomas toward the window. Unlike Mia, she was more than happy to lead him, which gave Thomas a full-on view of her enormous bare ass, jiggling to and fro with each step. Mia’s ass was much bigger, of course, since she was 6’3, but Thomas couldn’t help but think that, proportionally, Luna’s ass was pretty much just as big. Stopping next to Mia, Luna turned around abruptly, catching Thomas ogling her ass. She grinned knowingly and gave him a little hip-check, making his stumble yet again, before tugging him back in with the leash.

“Just to play with his sweet little puppy dog mind a little,” Mia persisted, putting down the binoculars and smiling widely down on the two of them. “And I can see that the plan paid off – my little pet looks totally shell-shocked.”

“Oh he’ll get used to it, I’m sure,” declared Luna reassuringly, and she pulled Thomas into her and put an arm around him, again hugging him closely to her naked body. Thomas simply couldn’t help it; his big cock started rising up, tenting his dog sweater.

“Good god, what a monster,” murmured Luna, her eyes fixated on Thomas’s rising cock.

“Told ya, didn’t I?” chuckled Mia wryly.

“You weren’t lying!” exclaimed Luna, and then, with a confident gesture that shocked Thomas, she extended her hand out and grabbed ahold of his cock through the sweater, squeezing it and shaking it playfully as she chuckled.

“Wh-...What is g-going on!?” Thomas cried out, at last finding his voice as he staggered backwards a little away from Luna’s touch. All she did was laugh at him, though, and pull the leash so that he didn’t stumble back too far away from her. He didn’t have any other choice now but to stand there, gaping at her, making no secret of the fact that he felt violated. It was all well and good for Mia to behave that way towards him – after all, as she had made it abundantly clear, she owned him. And even though Thomas was still in the process of wrapping his head around this insane concept, Mia exerted such a physical and mental force on him that he didn’t feel like he had any other option but to obey.

But Luna!? She was just an ex-fling who seemed to be taking waaaayy too much pleasure in his misfortunes. He couldn’t do much to prevent her from teasing and mocking him, especially when Mia made him go to the bar and order a drink, but to have Luna touch him like that?? It was crossing a red line. More than anything, though, he was feeling profoundly threatened by how causally and cavalierly Luna was acting, butt-ass-naked, in front of him…in front of Mia, her boss! None of this added up at all, and Thomas had the nasty feeling that a lot of plans had already been made, plans which concerned him, but which he had no part in making.

“Hmhm, it’s cute to see you trying to stand up for yourself,” Mia hummed pleasantly. “I know I can’t expect that kind of resistance from you anymore, so it’s an extra-special treat to see you trying to salvage your manhood with Luna, hahaha!”

“As if he could,” Luna grinned, gesturing up and down his shrunken body, “I mean…that cock sure is nice, but everything else? Geeeez, I’ve already forgotten what he looked like before.”

Thomas opened his mouth to retort, but he closed it again moments later. If he had been alone with Luna, he wouldn’t have had any trouble trying to counter her – he would have felt no pause in trying to hurl her wisecracks right back at her. The thing was, of course, that he wasn’t alone with her. Mia loomed up over them both, her hands perched on her gigantic hips, as she grinned down at the proceedings, like it had all been done according to her design…and it had. As it was, Thomas felt absolutely no authority whatsoever to go running his mouth at Luna. It was clear that, in Mia’s eyes, Luna held a position of eminence and privilege, far above his own, and that he was expected to respect that. It was incredible – Mia was able to convey all of this simply by being in the room. Her presence radiated effortless authority.

Thomas blinked a few times and then meekly glanced up at Mia, without even meaning to. It was like an automatic act, not unlike that of a child or a pet who looks up to its parent or owner when it’s in an unfamiliar situation. Mia responded by pursing her plush lips together in a sympathetic smile.

“I’ve got some things to do this afternoon, little guy,” she began, reaching down her hand and gently cupping Thomas’s chin. “And I’d really hate to leave my pet cooped up in that cage all day long, with no one to play with him! And I thought, ‘Oh, of course! Luna’s got the day off! She can take care of him!’ Haha, isn’t that right, Luna? I didn’t have to try too hard to convince you, did I?”

“It’s a dream come true, Mia,” Luna laughed, her firm flesh shaking sexily in her mirth, “My parents were always a little iffy on pets, so I never got to have one myself.”

“Well this afternoon, you do,” Mia declared, petting Thomas on the head, “Little dog, I’m turning you over to Luna now – she’ll be your de-facto owner until I take you back.”

“B-But…!” Thomas sputtered. He knew that he shouldn’t be talking back to Mia like this, but he just couldn’t help it – it was so…so wrong! Luna didn’t have any authority over him! Sure, she was a little taller than he was now, and much bigger, but still, she didn’t have anything close to Mia’s power…to Mia’s…

But he was getting distracted now, because Luna had further tightened the leash around her hand, pulling Thomas close to her. The next thing he knew, she was rubbing her naked body slowly, erotically, up and down his torso…up and down, up and down…while she maintained eye contact with him the whole time, sticking her tongue into the corner of her mouth. Thomas hadn’t realized before that she had her tongue pierced. Unwittingly, his cock started to get even harder.

“B-But what?” Luna asked mockingly. “It’s only natural that you’re sad to see her go, Thomas…I mean – just look at her. No wonder she had such an easy time melting your mind.”

“Hah, you don’t know the half of it, Luna,” Mia intoned meaningfully, going over to a lamp stand and reaching for something. “He can’t even cum unless I give him permission.”

“Oh rrreeeallly?” Luna asked wryly, arching an intrigued eyebrow right in Thomas’s face, as her tongue started licking slow circles around her red lips.

“Ohhh yes,” Mia smiled, “And of course, it goes without saying that my little puppy is only allowed to cum when he’s in my presence, soooo…”

“So that means he can’t cum all afternoon!” finished Luna, shaking and tugging on the leash excitedly.

“Precisely,” said Mia. She had straightened up, and was holding a bottle of something in her hand. Thomas couldn’t make out what it was, but a moment later, Mia was pouring some of it out onto her hand. Thomas was still trying to come to grips with the shock of being handed off to Luna, and so he didn’t realize what Mia was doing until she bent down and splayed her hand out. It was covered in blue…and only now did Thomas understand that it was blue paint.

“Ok, turn around Luna,” laughed Mia, “Show me that ass, girl – I’ve gotta make sure I mark you as my official dog-sitter for the afternoon.”

“With pleasure!” returned Luna happily, and, with the leash still in her hand, she turned around and bent over slightly, sticking out her huge ass and shaking it suggestively. Thomas was standing so close to her that her right ass cheek kept thumping up against his stomach, and again, he felt that uncontrollable twitch in his cock. There had been a reason – many reasons – why he had been attracted to Luna, even before he had started shrinking. But now that she was substantially larger than him, that fat ass of hers looked sexier, juicer, and more irresistible than ever.

*SMACK*

Mia brought her big hand down hard on Luna’s left cheek, causing a pause in the twerk session from the sheer force of her impact. Luna didn’t seem to mind at all, though, and she actually whooped out in laughter right after Mia brought her hand down.

“Whooooo, baby!” Luna cried, winking at Thomas and then turning back to look at her butt. Thomas did the same. There was a big blue handprint right in the middle of Luna’s left cheek, bouncing and jiggling with her twerks. Luna’s ass was quite big, but Mia’s hand was rather large as well, and the blue handprint easily covered a good half of the butt cheek.

“Alright,” Mia giggled, clearly enjoying herself, “And now you, little slave!”

“I…wh–...me?” Thomas asked, taken aback and puzzled. He didn’t know what Mia wanted him to do. She patiently bent down, took his hand in her clean one, and gently spread it out with her fingers. She held the bottle of blue paint poised with her other hand, and Thomas understood.

“That’s right,” grinned Mia, nodding in exaggeration down at him, as if she was speaking to a child, “You’ve got it…Haha, I need my puppy to give his signature next to mine on Luna’s butt too – as a reminder that, no matter what happens this afternoon, that he’s aaaaaall mine.”

Thomas suddenly felt a cool, viscous liquid on his hand. It should have been perfectly obvious to him that this was the paint that Mia was pouring onto his hand, but his attention had been so taken with Mia’s gorgeous, teasing face that he was startled by the feeling of the paint on his hand. He shuddered and jumped back, causing Mia to laugh.

“Hahaha you’re so jumpy, little pet!” she burst out. “It’s not shrinking paint, heheh! Here, now, let’s spread it all around your hand like this…”

Mia put the paint bottle down and began to slowly, soothingly, lovingly spread the thick liquid around Thomas’s hand. In the process, Thomas knew exactly what she was doing – she was showing him just how huge her hand was compared to his.

“Mhmmmm,” hummed Mia sexily, seeming to read his mind as she gently manipulated his hand with her big fingers, “Look at how small your hand is compared to mine, Thomas…and we’re not even comparing handprints yet! Haha, well go on! Look at Luna twerking in front of you – that fat ass isn’t going to slap itself! Come on, little tiger – give it a smack!”

Thomas felt absolutely absurd doing something like this. Normally slapping someone’s ass was a sign of ownership, of power over them. He recalled, with a wince, that he had playfully smacked Luna’s ass months before, after they had had sex. He had been so big and confident then – she had given a sexy, girlish little “whoop” of approval when he had done it too! And here he was now, 2 inches shorter than Luna, and probably 30 pounds lighter too, about to “smack” her ass again. But it carried a completely different message this time. Now HE was the one being owned and dominated.

“Whatcha waiting for, Thomas?” teased Luna, bouncing her ass towards him even more aggressively as she sensed his hesitation. “You seem nervous – haha come on, smack my fat ass! You never had trouble doing that before, did you?”

“I…I –” Thomas stammered, becoming totally overwhelmed by the sight of Mia’s huge, gyrating, jiggling ass. Was it growing!? It certainly seemed like it was…but seconds later, Thomas realized that it was just Luna backing up towards him, twerking the whole time as she did so. Instinctively, he backpedaled a few paces, until he backed straight into Luna’s firm, cushy front, with his head going in between her giant, warm tits.

“Ooops!” she giggled, the deep vibration of her voice rumbling in his ears through her breast flesh, “Dead end, little doggie.”

“Heheh, trapped between two huge tits and a fat ass!” laughed Luna, who had now backed her giant butt completely into Thomas. He grit his teeth as he felt the smooth, hot, naked flesh of her weighty ass knead and push into him, and when she threw her cheeks into another twerking session, Thomas literally felt his entire body moving right and left, up and down, with each alluring bounce and wiggle. Luna was dominating him with her ass alone, giving him a taste of what he could expect with her that afternoon. He felt his cock rising rising fully to attention, but he knew that only Mia had the power to allow him to cum.

“Smack her ass, little pet,” cooed Mia again, and this time, Thomas promptly obeyed. Extending a trembling hand up to her cheek (which looked cartoonishly huge next to his small hand), Thomas gave her ass his best attempted smack. As soon as he made contact, though, the disparity between his “smack” and Mia’s couldn’t have been more evident. Due to his apprehensiveness, and to the sheer inferiority of his hand compared to Mia’s, his “smack” resonated as nothing more than a timid tap. Luna obviously appreciated his anxiety, and communicated her appreciation by backing her big ass up even further into him, shaking and shimmying it playfully the whole time.

The teasing movements of her ass underscored the blatant reality of the size disparity between the two blue handprints. Mia’s large print, fully fleshed-out and deep blue, covered a healthy half of Luna’s left butt cheek…and maybe even a little more. But in stark contrast, Thomas’s handprint on her right cheek was noticeably smaller and fainter. Mia had smacked Luna’s left cheek with gusto and confidence; Thomas had timidly pressed his hand into her left cheek with the uncertainty and submissiveness of a human pet, and it showed. And even worse, the way Luna was moving her ass up against him, it was like she was mocking him…and, of course, she was.

“Well what do you think, Mia?” Luna chimed in, her hands on her knees as she bounced her fat cheeks slowly up and down, up and down, against Thomas’s stomach (and against his fat, turgid cock which was pressing into his dog sweater).

“They’re perfect,” Mia murmured pleasantly, her deep voice vibrating with appreciative pleasure. Thomas felt the long, strong fingers of her right hand slowly snake down to his right shoulder, encompass it fully, and squeeze…not a painful squeeze, but a firm one, a dominating one. “Two handprints really can tell the whole story, can’t they, my sweet little pet?”

“Mmhmm,” nodded Thomas, blinking at Luna’s ass. He knew that Mia expected him to answer her in the affirmative no matter what, but he had to admit that she was totally right. The two handprints really did tell the whole story.

“Peeeeerfect!” cooed Mia, giving his shoulder one last squeeze before walking away. Thomas instantly felt the lack of her warm flesh behind him…already, he missed her. He tried to push this feeling down in his brain, but Mia had already trained him so well. He felt like he needed her so badly, and would be devastated if she left.

“So,” Mia continued, as she whirled her big body around dexterously before the entrance to the door, “Now that my dogsitter’s been appropriately marked, I guess that covers everything, doesn’t it?”

“Sure does!” piped Luna brightly, finally stopping her twerking and turning back around herself, wrangling Thoma’s leash around in her hand so that he was forced to stumble backwards a little into her. He immediately felt the slick, full flesh of her body against his, with her breasts pressing up against his upper back, and his cock hardened even further.

“I can already see that poor, pathetic little pout on his face,” Mia observed, pursing her full lips into a pout of her own as she looked down at Thomas. “Awwww, so cuuuuute, my little dog already misses me, and I haven’t even left yet! Haha, you’re gonna have your hands full, Luna. You’ve gotta make sure he doesn’t whine for me all afternoon.”

“Oh don’t you worry, Mia,” Luna declared determinedly, tugging up the leash emphatically so that she pulled Thomas back into her yet again, “I’ve got it all planned out. This little pooch and I are gonna have an amazing time.”

“See, this is why I picked you,” Mia smiled, nodding her head. “Bright, dominant, resourceful…determined. I LOVE it.”

Mia’s curves shook as she turned to leave, but Luna had one more question:

“So…before you go, Mia, one more thing – I know he’s not supposed to, but…what if he DOES accidentally cum? I mean, haha…I’m gonna be playing with him and all, so…”

“Mmmm, no need to worry about that,” grinned Mia, staring straight down into Thomas’s eyes. “He won’t cum. I know he won’t. Because he can’t.”

She didn’t even need to say anything else. Giving Thomas one last dominating look, Mia turned on her heel, strode out the door, and shut it. For a moment, Thomas couldn’t help but stare straight forward into the closed door. It was almost like he couldn’t believe that Mia was gone. Somewhere deep within his brain, he was already missing her…pining after her. He was only in the early stages of his “training,” but Mia had already molded his brain to be more “dog-like.” Hearing Luna shuffling around beside him, Thomas blinked and snapped his attention back to the room. Had he really just been staring at the door, wishing, hoping, that Mia would come back through it!?

“Jesus, she really has gotten to you, hasn’t she?” Luna chuckled, still holding Thomas’s leash in one hand as she reached over with her other hand to fetch some clothes that had been sitting in a folded stack on the bed. “You were staring at the door with your mouth open, panting like a little puppy!”

“I…was not!” Thomas tried to counter. But it was difficult to make any kind of confident impression when he was standing there, in a collar and leash, with his huge erection tenting the fabric of his dog sweater.

“Mmhm,” nodded Luna sarcastically, sticking her tongue into the side of her mouth, “Whatever you say, Thomas. Or…you know, come to think of it, I really shouldn’t even be calling you that anymore.”

“Uhm…uh, what do you mean?” asked Thomas, trying and failing to sound nonchalant. He had the awful feeling that, whatever he tried to do or say, Luna would always be one step ahead of him.

“Well duh! “Thomas” was your human name!” laughed Luna, tossing the stack of clothes at him (some stylish skinny jeans and a t-shirt with some lettering on it that Thomas couldn’t quite make out). “Now that you’re Mia’s little doggie, we’ve gotta think of a new name for you!”

“Oh, I, uhhh…I don’t think you need to…to do that,” Thomas replied, gulping down his uneasiness.

“It’s hilarious you feel that whatever you think still matters,” Luna replied, her voice rising up confidently above his as she tugged the leash up, forcing Thomas to stand up straight. “Just a bad human habit you’ll have to un-learn. One of MANY fun things we’ll be doing today…starting with you getting me dressed!”

“You…dressed?” asked Thomas blankly.

Luna rolled her eyes and cocked her thick hips to the side. She was only pretending to be annoyed, but her posture still made Thomas nervous. Even though she was “only” 2 inches taller than him, she was FAR bigger, and her curves and the weight of her movements were intimidating.

“I guess I can’t expect you to follow along like an actual person would,” remarked Luna after a pause, her face brightening. “Seems like I’ve got to un-learn a few habits of my own.”

She stepped forward and bent slightly down, so that her face was exactly even with Thomas’s, a mere few inches away. Thomas tried to back up, but Luna used the leash to pull him back, forcing him to face her. He tried to look away, tried to look anywhere but those hazel eyes that seemed to be boring into his, drinking in his submission. Luna cocked her head slightly to the side, making her innumerable ear piercings quiver. Thomas indirectly saw her lips crack into a smile.

“You…are going…to put on…my clothes!” she declared slowly, with great exaggeration, like she was speaking to a little child. “I can’t go out walking Mia’s pet like THIS, now, can I?”

Still holding Thomas’s leash, Luna suddenly turned around, bent down, and backed her big, fat ass up into him, forcing him backwards. But Luna kept pace with him, shaking and twerking her big butt up against him until, with a sudden thud, he backed straight into a wall. She had him trapped, and she continued to shake and gyrate her thick ass cheeks back and forth, back and forth, teasing the pulsating head of his cock through his dog sweater. Thomas took in a great breath of air and held it. He could feel the tension building up in his body, all directed toward his throbbing member. He already wanted to cum…soooo so badly. But he knew he couldn’t.

“Aww, what’s the matter?” teased Luna, turning around to look behind at him as she narrowed her eyes playfully. “Is my fat ass just a little too much for you, Thomas? Hmmmmm?”

“Luna…please…” Thomas panted, putting both of his shaking hands up in a motion of surrender. “Please…”

“Please what?” Luna continued, as she pursed her lips together in a pout. “What do you want me to do, Thomas? Make you CUM!? Is that what you want!?”

She suddenly sped up the twerking motion of her ass. From Thomas’s perspective, she had already been going pretty fast, but now, he felt like his entire midsection was being put through the ringer. The blue handprints were whirling around under his eyes in a blur, teasing and tormenting him as yet another reminder of how small he was compared with Mia, with Luna, with everybody. Luna’s big cheeks were smacking and slapping up against his torso, not giving him any room to breathe or escape. Even worse, she seemed to be honing the trajectory of her butt directly into the engorged head of his tormented cock.

Over and over again, Thomas felt her slide her big, fleshy cheeks around the sweatered length of his member, jerking it left and right as she shimmied up and down its length. She was doing just about everything other than actually taking it inside her, and her elaborate cock-tease was pushing Thomas to the brink. His body was becoming covered in sweat, and his breaths were now coming in ragged, desperate gasps. No matter how much he felt like he NEEDED that release, that he would go mad without it, he knew that he had no choice but to hold it all in.

“L-LUUUNNNAA!!” he cried out suddenly, throwing his head back. His voice sounded strange and inhuman to him – an animalistic, desperate, defeated plea for mercy. Luna responded by cackling delightedly, and, with a few more twerks for good measure, she finally stopped, allowing him to recover.

“My god, you’re so easy!” she laughed, shaking her head at Thomas’s hunched, gasping form as he caught his breath. “I bet you’re just non-stop spewing around Mia, huh? When she’s growing before your eyes?”

Thomas paused in his labored breaths and glanced up at Luna. Did she…did she know about Mia’s shrinking oil!? How much DID Luna know, exactly? She had a twinkle in her eye.

“Speaking of shrinking,” she grinned, hopping back around so that he saw her jiggling ass, with Mia’s huge blue print and his small one shaking with her flesh, “You see that rose tattoo right above my butt, in the middle?”

Thomas nodded. Like all of Luna’s tattoos, it was hard to miss – a large, vibrantly red rose, surrounded by sharp green thorns.

“You know, it’s got a magic charm on it,” Luna declared, shimmying her butt ever-so-gently, “A charm that you’re no doubt familiar with by now, haha.”

“A charm!?” asked Thomas blankly, not knowing what to think.

“Oh yeah!” nodded Luna enthusiastically. “Try it! If you rub the rose in a clockwise motion, it’ll grow my butt bigger!”

Despite his trepidation, and the fact that Luna had just gotten through viciously tormenting his cock with her ass, he felt the surging heat of expectant arousal flood back into his groin. Really!? He could…he could watch her ass…grow!? It was already so big and…and fat! There was no hiding the primal reality of his desire, and Luna saw it instantly.

“Well go on!” she laughed, wiggling her butt. “Give it a try, Thomas! I know you want to!”

He found himself slowly extending his hand. The thought of refraining due to some sense of self-respect was long-gone now. He was mesmerized by the prospect of seeing those big, white cheeks grow bigger and bigger before his eyes.

And, sure enough, as soon as he had touched the warm flesh of Luna’s rose, and started rubbing it clockwise, her buttcheeks slowly, steadily, started to swell. Thomas’s mouth dropped open, and his cock surged upwards. He kept rubbing the rose, and Luna’s ass cheeks kept rising up, up, up, getting bigger and bigger with each motion of his hand. She had arched her face upward towards the ceiling, closing her eyes as she moaned out in evident pleasure:

“Ohhhhhh yeeeeeeaaaah….mmmmmmm, thaaaaaaat’s it…thaaaaat’s the spot! Mmmm, keep going, Thomas! Make them bigger…BIGGER…make my fat ass FATTER…goooo, Thomas, go, gooo, goooooooo!!”

Thomas felt spurred on by Luna’s sexy moaning, and he kept rubbing her rose tattoo, to the point where he was so excited that he was literally panting out loud. He had lost himself in the sheer eroticism of what he was doing – growing this majestic ass huger and huger. Nothing seemed impossible anymore…and then….what!? What was happening?? Luna’s ass was going back down again…deflating…shrinking! But…but what!?

Her mocking laughter filled his ears, and he saw her straighten up and turn back around to face him full-on.

“Oh my god!” she laughed, clutching her sides, “The look on your little face! Hahaha, you were SO determined! Like, totally in a trance from my ass, hahaha!”

“B-But…but what happened!?” stammered Thomas, feeling a rush of embarrassment flush into his face.

“Nothing!” teased Luna, poking him in the chest with her finger. “I was just flexing my cheeks, you silly puppy! Shows you how much the squats have been helping me out though, huh? Haha, fooled you, didn’t I?”

Thomas hunched his shoulders, feeling the shame of being had like that. Still though, he had to admit, in a way…Luna HAD “grown” her cheeks that big. He couldn’t help but be impressed with how big her ass could get. But now he was looking up again, because Luna was answering her phone, a ringtone that was more noticeable than most: the sound of sharpening knives.

“Ava! Girl, what’s up?” she sang into her phone. Thomas’s eyes widened. Ava! She had seen Mia “walking” him earlier! She was…was she gonna tell Luna about it!? The next second, it became obvious that this was EXACTLY the reason for the call. Luna had turned her head slowly down to Thomas and a grin had spread across her face.

“Oh you don’t say!” she exclaimed. “Shrunken down? On a dog leash? With his cock pointing out? Hahaha…Ava…Ava…what if I told you that Mia has entrusted him to ME all afternoon?”

Thomas heard the excited chatter on the other end of the phone.

“AND,” continued Luna, snapping her fingers at Thomas to start getting her dressed as she talked, “What if I told you that I’m gonna be taking him to the dog park in like half an hour…and that you should totally meet us there!”