Title: Taming a HonDa: Part 2
Subtitle: Little Bitch
Commissioned by: ZenryokuTFs
Categories: Original
Characters: Honda (OFC), Saki (OFC)
Tags: F/ff, Femdom, Shrinking – Munchkin (1ft), Growth – Dwarf (3ft), Will Domination, LitRpg, Lesbian, Facesitting, Size Theft, Slavery, Futanari, Blowjob, Catfight, Spit
Beta Reader: SimplylovingIt
Started: 28/03/2023
Finished: 08/04/2023
Patreon: 08/04/2023
Public: 08/05/2023

Ugh…

What’s going on…

Hon tried to blink; the warm soft flesh of Saki’s ass squashed against her face. Air trickled down the thin line of the crack of her mistress’s ass, tainting the air with the scent of the sweat of her ass mixing with phantoms of bitterness.

Her tongue moved on its own, caressing the salty skin. Hon wanted to stop, to pull away, to stop licking even as her intimate muscles flexed hungrily. Part of her wanted to submit, to please her mistress, her owner.

‘What’s wrong with me?’ her tongue quivered, slapping either side of Saki’s crevice, the tip of her tongue stroking the bitter wrinkles.

Her tongue trembled as it hesitated to listen to her commands. It was like her head was full of fog. It was difficult to think. All Hon was certain of was the intense desire to serve Saki.

“Mmm…” Hon felt Saki’s ass cheeks vibrate as she hummed in pleasure above her.

Hon’s lungs were starting to feel tight. The air slowly filtering through Saki’s ass was hardly enough to subsist on for long. But still, the fog of her mind kept the panic at bay.

“Da, you’ve made quite the mess on my cock, be a good lass and lick it clean won’t you?” Saki asked; her tone one of mischief.

Hon felt the weight above her shift as her diminutive doppelgänger moved to obey. The air suddenly vanished as Saki’s cheeks pressed down on her, sealing her from the world, lodging the centre of her face into the moist crack.

The pressure lessened and Hon soon heard the wet sound of Da lapping at her Mistress’s cock like a dutiful dog. Hon felt her tongue start moving with renewed vigour, as though determined not to be overshadowed by Da.

Saki’s hums of pleasure began to rise into moans of growing ecstasy. Hon tried to ignore the delight she felt spread in her bosom when she felt Saki’s anus flex happily against her tongue.

“Mmm such good pets.”

Hon felt her toes curl and Saki’s anus squeezed the tip of her tongue before the divine body above her shuddered and Hon was covered by a splash of anal cum and she heard the sound of something splash followed by Da’s gasps of delight, she must have received a gift from their mistress too.

The weight suddenly increased on one side of Hon’s face before swiftly moving to the other and then vanished completely as Saki rolled off her. Hon’s lungs filled to capacity with the fresh air – though still mixed with the fragrance of her owner’s sweat. Her breasts inflated with the life-granting gas before falling as she released the air. The sparks of panic vanished into the ether, but the fog remained.

With each easing breath, Hon felt herself becoming more aware of the snug blue leotard clinging to her body. It felt like an additional level of comfort was woven into the tight fabric, as though her Mistress had chosen it just for her. It was weird. Hon tried to shake the fog from her head but it persisted.

“What’s wrong pet, was my ass a bit too much for you?” Saki laughed, peering over her shoulder to look down on her sprawled slave.

“It’s…getting hard to think…” Hon admitted, her mouth responding before she could even form the words, obeying the scarce command.

“I guess I sat on you a little too long,” Saki laughed, her voluptuous Ds bouncing with her mirth, each one dwarfing the size of Hon’s head.

Mistress is so beautiful

Hon’s eyes widened in their sockets, again she shook her head in an attempt to banish the sudden intrusion of alien thoughts.

‘What’s going on…’

Movement in Hon’s peripheral vision drew her attention, Da had moved to sit on her haunches at the foot of the bed, like a bitch awaiting its owner’s command. Hon felt a sudden heat ignite in her chest, it felt like when she caught guys eyeing up Saki’s figure, was she getting jealous of herself? Why would she? Just because she’s kneeling?

“It’s so hard to think…” Hon muttered to herself.

“What was that?” Saki asked.

“I don’t know…can you remerge us, please…I think when we split it messed with my head a bit.”

Saki looked up thoughtfully for a moment and her perfect lips lifted into a mischievous smirk which ignited a cocktail of fear and excitement in Hon’s body.

“I don’t know, I think I like having two pint-sized pets.”

“Please, I’m serious…it’s like really hard…to think…”

“You were always a bit on the dumber side,” Saki laughed, the teasing jab hitting her core, more a fact than a joke in her own mind.

Saki turned her attention to Da, still dutifully kneeling at the foot of her bed, Saki curled her toes as she smiled down at her and Hon felt the spark of jealousy inside her ripple and expand. She wanted Saki’s attention to be on her. But Da was her…wasn’t she?

Hon pressed her hands to her forehead, eyes squeezing shut as she tried to understand her own thought process.

“What do you think Da?” Saki asked, stretching out her leg until it was fully extended, the tops of her toes pressing against the underside of the shorter girl, encouraging her to lift her head.

Hon looked at Da, she was staring up at Saki as though she were the most beautiful thing in the world, her eyes glimmered with lust and hunger

“Think?” Da asked, her eyes falling to stare at the slender pale foot lifting her face, Hon felt her own lips dry, she wanted to lick them, to suck on those perfect toes. She shook her head again.

“Mmhmm, little Hon wants to re-merge, but I think I like you better as my two little pets, what do you think?” Saki wiggled her toes, tapping Da’s chin with perfectly manicured nails.

Da’s cheeks flushed pink.

“I think we should stay like this Mistress,” Da answered with a breathy voice.

Saki smiled.

“Good girl, you know maybe I should give you a reward…” Saki said thoughtfully.

“A reward?” Hon gasped, jealousy again spiking inside her as though fuelled by the fog clouding her judgement.

“A reward?” Da gasped, her posture straightening as she continued to stare up, enamoured by their owner.

Saki started tracing her finger through the air, she was doing something with her skills. Fear began to rise and ripple in Hon’s stomach.

Saki smiled as she clicked on something unseen by her pets and the pit of dread in Hon’s stomach suddenly expanded, a phantom suction suddenly opening inside her. The room around Hon began to stretch high and far, Saki grew several feet and seemed to grow more beautiful as Hon began to dwindle smaller and smaller. Fearful eyes flickered over to Da, she was slowly lifting above the foot of the bed, taking her stolen height.

“That should do it,” Saki said with an amused grin.

Hon looked down at herself then back up at Saki, she’d made her even smaller! And she wasn’t even mad about it! Hon knew she should be, she should be enraged, but it just…wasn’t there. If anything, it kinda felt right or normal to be so small.

‘What’s going on?’

“Oh, you’re so cute!” Saki gushed as she leaned forward, the bed sinking beneath her dexterous palms as she loomed over the shrunken pet.

Hon swallowed. Her cheeks warmed with a blush and butterflies tickled her tummy, finding herself basking in Saki’s attention and gushing.

“Ooh, you two should stand next to each other,” Hon frowned at the amazon’s comment, Saki stretched out her arm and snapped her fingers, “Come on, go stand next Da,” Hon felt her legs tense as they tried to force her to obey.

Saki snapped again.

Her legs moved on their own and then her arms. Hon crawled to the foot of the bed and with some difficulty clambered down. Her legs quivered timidly, she felt like a child standing at the front of their class about to give a presentation.

Da stood up when Hon stopped next to her. The petite mage’s mouth parted in an expression of shock. Her eyes trailed up from the spandex sealed against Da’s ass, up her back, to her gloating expression.

Hon couldn’t believe it; she was at eye level with Da’s ass.

Saki’s booming laughter tore Hon from her stupor.

“Oh, that is brilliant! You’re the perfect height to kiss her ass!”

“What!?” Hon’s legs flinched as they tried to obey.

Saki’s grin lifted into a mischievous smirk.

“Kiss. Da’s. Ass.” Saki said, punctuating the last word with a cocky click of her tongue.

Da turned and even leaned forward slightly to push out her spandex-clad ass towards her shorter twin’s face.

Hon looked from Da’s ass and back to Saki, then back again. The light from the window was reflecting off the tight fabric and bringing droplets of sweat into stark clarity. The erotic salty almost coppery fragrance of her mistress’s splooge filled the air, overpowering the familiar smell of Da’s…of her own arousal, burying the natural salty flavour woven into the smell of something akin to springtime rain.

Hon swallowed. The fog was growing thicker, Saki’s command like a siren song echoing from its depths, calling to her, soothing her. It didn’t seem like a bad idea. Just a kiss and her mistress would smile. An image of Saki’s divine smile filled her head, burning through the fog.

‘This isn’t normal!’

With no shortage of effort, Hon forced herself to step back.

Saki raised a cocky eyebrow, her gaze shifting to the larger homunculus.

“Da-“ the leotard-clad girl straightened her posture, like an adorable little soldier, “-I think Hon needs to be reminded of her place, put her in it.”

Hon felt the colour drain from her face and before she could even turn to face her taller duplicate a pair of large hands slammed into her shoulder. Hon fell backwards and crashed to the floor at the sudden strike, a faint dull pain radiating through her back.

Da stepped forward, the scarlet-haired mage looking oddly imposing as she stood over Hon, even her breasts looked bigger. The smug expression peering over the curve of breasts ignited a small fire inside of Hon.

Da took another step forward and her dainty foot slammed down on Hon’s stomach, the flat skin sinking beneath her weight.

“Ready to kiss her ass?” Saki asked, her voice full of mirth.

Hon felt her girlhood tremble at her words, the casual domination with the light amusement. It made her feel even smaller than she was. The fog was growing warm in her mind, stoking her kindling euphoria.

‘No…I need to…I won’t kiss her ass!’

Summoning up her will, Hon grabbed Da’s ankle with both her hands. Her fingers didn’t even touch and swung her leg around, slamming it into the side of Da’s upper thigh. The amazon cried out, her weight shifting to one side.

Hon released her grip on Da’s ankle.

Da raised her hands in an attempt to regain her balance as her body continued to shift to one side.

“Harpy’s Whip!” Hon shouted, a dark whip materialising from the ether and wrapping itself around Da’s neck as the handle appeared in Hon’s hand and with a sharp tug the wavering Da crashed to the floor.

Hon rolled onto her front, her heart pounding in her chest, she leapt atop of Da, her hands slamming down against Da’s wrists, the whip dissolving as she cut off the mana flow.

“Ooh, sneaky,” Saki laughed, her hand snaking down and beginning to leisurely stroke her member as she watched her pets fight.

Ptui

Hon gasped, releasing her hold on Da’s left wrist as she reached up to wipe the glob of saliva the amazon had spat into her eye.

Smack

“Ahh!” Hon cried out as Da’s larger fist suddenly slammed into the side of her head. Hon crashed to the floor, the thrumming pain in her cranium mixing with the still-thickening fog.
“Gah!” Da’s intense weight suddenly slammed atop of Hon as she straddled her.

Slap

Slap

Slap

Slap

Hon’s cheeks burned as her head was forced to whip from one side to the other as Da’s open palm slammed into one cheek and then the other. The pain in her head was growing unbearable.

Hon through her fist blindly upwards, it was slapped aside by Da as her other hand came back down and slapped her cheek again.

Slap

Slap

Slap

Slap

Hon’s eyes began to cloud, Da’s body shimmering above her as pained tears distorted her body.

“Eldr-“ before she could even finish the first word of her spell Da’s next slap fell and clamped over Hon’s mouth, the size of Da’s hand easily covering the bottom half of Hon’s face.

Her lungs began to ache as the airflow slowed to a crawl.

Hon kicked one of her legs up as high as she could, making it a full ninety degrees and crashing it into Da’s back. The larger girl fell forwards, her hand slipping off of Hon’s nose though not uncovering her mouth.

Smack

Hon repeated the strike again, then again, her leg starting to ache from a mixture of the hastened rigid movement and the blunt force from hitting Da with the length of her leg.

“Ooh you’re going to get it,” Da muttered, stress gripping Hon’s heart.

The large hand left Hon’s face but before she could even take a large full breath Da’s body lurched forward. Da’s palms slammed against the floor and she lifted herself forward, her ass flying over Hon’s face.

Hon’s eyes widened and Da realised her arms. Her sweaty, leotard-clad ass slammed onto Hon’s face.

Hon began to thrash beneath her. Da didn’t budge regardless of how hard the diminutive girl tried to move. She started hitting Da blindly, slapping her waist, hip, and thigh in desperation.

“Ha-ha, give up yet?” Saki laughed, her cock again at full mass and her strokes growing in vigour

Hon’s chest was starting to feel tight, there wasn’t even a slight bit of airflow this time, just the squashed, moist flesh of her twin’s ass. Each time she hit the larger girl she felt Da’s ass cheeks lightly jiggle against her face.

“If you want to be let up, kiss her ass little bitch,” Saki laughed.

Despite herself, Hon felt another euphoric tremble between her thighs. Why did she find this so hot?

She needed air.

Hon couldn’t fight it; she gave in to the command. Her lips moved on their own and she began kissing Da’s ass.

“Mmm…”

Da’s pleased moans reverberated down through her body. Hon could feel them through the amazon’s ass cheeks. Her mistress’s laughter soon followed, and Hon’s legs moved on their own, slamming shut as she tried to control another shiver of ecstasy travelling down her body.

‘Please make this stop…’ Hon internally pleased.

“Ok, let her up,” the, be it, muffled voice of her mistress was like the song of an angel at that moment. Hon winced as the pressure under Da’s ass briefly increased before she shifted off of Hon’s face.
“On your feet bitch,” Saki laughed.

Again Hon felt her body move on its own to obey her mistress, she rolled onto her front and pushed herself up from all fours. Her cheeks felt very warm, the heat only increasing as she assumed her place next to Da and was reminded of what had just occurred as her face only came up to Da’s ass.

“Hmm, you know I think I should award the victor here…and I suppose the loser should be punished for her disobedience…” Saki mused aloud.

“Punished?” Hon’s eyes widened as her mouth opened in horror, her mistress began probing the air again, manipulating data she was not permitted to see, and waves of foreboding crashed against the inside of her tummy. Her instincts whispered that she should run but the fog continued to encircle her mind, pouring the desire to stay into her mind and feeding it into her limbs.
“Please don-“

The world suddenly began to grow around Hon again as she rapidly began to shrink again. The base of her mistress’s bed once reaching just over her head rose into the sky like a cliff, Da’s ass rose into the sky as her slender legs began to stretch like toned tree trunks, glistening with a thin sheen of sweat.

“Please stop!” Hon forced her mouth to work, doing her best to turn her voice into a shout, it shook and threatened to break but the words were legible.

The world continued to grow around her.

“You can’t do this!”

“Shut up,” Hon’s lips slammed together, she tried to shout but they wouldn’t move. It was like the reverse of trying to stop yourself from coughing.

‘Please stop this!’

Saki turned to look at Da and Hon felt the bottom of her stomach drop out. Saki wasn’t even looking at her anymore. She was just…ignoring her…panic surged inside her as she became increasingly aware of how dire her situation was starting to look.

“Now for your prize,” Saki began.

‘Please stop!’

“Yes, Mistress?” Da said eagerly.

“Since you’ve proved yourself the better Honda, I’ve decided you deserve the full name.”

‘What!?’

“Really?” Da lifted herself onto her tiptoes.

Saki nodded and her smile grew as she began tapping at the air again.

Hon brought her own character sheet up.

She felt weightless.

Like she could fall away into the abyss.

Name:
Profession: Pet
Owner: Saki
HP 150/300 (150 unavailable)
SP: 35/80 (40 unavailable)
MP: 30/140 (70 unavailable)
Class(es):

• Mage LV 10
• Slime Familiar LV 15 (Locked)
• Sex Doll Enchanted Construct LV1 (Locked)

Race: Lesser Human
Traits:

• Heightened Libido
• Osmophilia (sweat and urine fetish) – Novice
• Podophilia (foot fetish) – Advanced

Height: 8 inches – 6 inches – 4 inches – 3 inches
Weight: 1.5lb – 1lb – 250g– 100g

Her name…it was gone…just gone…

She fell backwards, her ass slamming against the floor. Her size reduction had stopped, leaving her at a pitiful 3 inches tall.

“Now for you,” she was forcibly pulled back by her Mistress’s voice, her little eyes turning upwards to stare up at the goddess sat upon the bed, her giant legs hanging over the side, titanic bare feet dangling above her. Her toes wiggled and she felt another throb between her thighs, why was she enjoying this so much?

The fog…it was getting hard to…to process now.

“I can’t keep calling you thingy or bug,” Mistress laughed.

It was even getting harder to think of her mistress in terms of her own name. She couldn’t imagine herself calling the giantess above Saki, she was just…better? She was her mistress, and now…at her size…she was even struggling not to see the giantess as her goddess.

Mistress snapped her fingers and even the questions of doubt were swept away from her mind. Mistress demanded all of her attention, she had to obey, to submit.

It was so hard to think.

“I know, Little Bitch, it’s perfect,” Mistress laughed.

The information on her character sheet suddenly flickered, letters appearing where there were none as though someone was typing directly into her sheet.

Name: Little Bitch (Bitch)
Profession: Pet
Owner: Saki
HP 150/300 (150 unavailable)
SP: 35/80 (40 unavailable)
MP: 30/140 (70 unavailable)
Class(es):

• Mage LV 10
• Slime Familiar LV 15 (Locked)
• Sex Doll Enchanted Construct LV1 (Locked)

Race: Lesser Human
Traits:

• Heightened Libido
• Osmophilia (sweat and urine fetish) – Novice
• Podophilia (foot fetish) – Advanced

Height: 3 inches
Weight: 100g

Bitch’s eyes widened as the name fitted itself to her very core. Even the thought of her new name felt right. Frowning she forced the name Honda into her mind. It sounded foreign and felt wrong. As if someone had called her by it after forgetting her name. It was a nice name, a good name, it just wasn’t her name. She was Little Bitch.

Part of her knew this was wrong but…it was so hard to think.

The information on her character sheet began to flicker again. Bitch felt her chest begin to tingle with a delightful warmth and her breasts began to dwindle. Then her ass began to tingle…then her…crotch. Panic shot through her and Bitch pulled at the opening of her leotard, her eyes widening as her breasts not only shrunk but flattened against her chest. She looked over her shoulder, her ass was flat, and with some effort, she pulled her leotard open enough to peer inside…

She suddenly felt very dizzy.

She was smooth.

Like completely smooth.

Like a doll!

Her eyes flickered to her character sheet; her weight had been reduced even further.

“Mmmm,”

Bitch turned to look upwards, Honda was moaning, her head tilting back as her breasts and ass filled out and extended.

“Mmm, they look good on you,” Mistress said, inching forward on her bed, her divine rod coming into view above, its shadow reaching over Little Bitch.

“Thank you, Mistress,” Honda said, nervously swallowing and unconsciously moving her arm beneath the newly inflated bust, swelling up to a B-cup, inadvertently pushing them up and causing her cleavage to stretch as her leotard receded. Her breasts looked quite sizeable on her petite frame, her nipples standing proudly, hardly restrained beneath the stretched spandex.

Another wave of dysphoria washed over Bitch. They were ignoring her. Honda had taken everything from her. All that was left was one foot of height…that was it…and Honda would completely replace her. No one would ever think that Bitch even existed.

She was less than a bug.

Mistress’s giant eye suddenly flickered and Bitch felt the intense pressure of its attention. Her legs gave out beneath her and Bitch fell back to the floor.

The giantess’s lips twisted into a lustful smirk.

Excitement and terror mixed in her very core.

“Honda…”

“Yes, Mistress?”

“Pick up that Little Bitch, I wouldn’t want to accidentally step on her,” Mistress said, her smirk growing, her giant oak-sized cock twitching in anticipation.

Little Bitch didn’t even try to run as the giant hand came down towards her. The logical part of her wanted to run as the tree-like fingers drew closer and began to curl around her, closing in. Her legs would only tremble nervously as the space got tighter and tighter. She knew her Mistress wanted her to stay still.

The wind suddenly whipped around Bitch, her little eyes filling with tears as the wind force dried them out as Honda lifted her higher and higher.

Honda held out her hand to her mistress, palm facing upwards with the tiny pet laid in the centre.

“Aww, she’s so cute,” Mistress said.

‘Mistress is even talking about me as if I’m not here…am I really so small to be beneath her notice as her pet…wait…what…-‘

Saki reached out and carefully plucked the distracted pet from Honda’s hand with her delicate dexterous fingers. With extreme care, she lowered her hand, the tiny woman not even squirming between her thumb and index finger.

“Honda, take off that leotard, let’s see those tits and ass,” Saki ordered, still watching Little Bitch closely as she brought her close to the tip of her engorged cock.

“Yes Mistress,” Honda began slipping the straps of her leotard from her shoulders and began to shimmy out of the restrictive clothing.

‘-…when did I start thinking of myself as Mistress’s pet??’ Bitch was suddenly wrenched from her thoughts as she suddenly sunk into a thick, warm…goopy? Puddle.

Bitch’s tiny head whipped around, her little eyes boggling as she saw her Mistress’s giant fingertip withdrawing from her and rising higher and higher and Bitch realised where she was.

The back half of her body was sunken into her Mistress’s cock! She was literally stuck in a small pool of precum that had filled her giant tip and begun to leak. The warm, thick, moist, goop moulded around her petite limbs as it slowly cooled and hardened. Restraining her and slowly beginning to slide over her as though it was melting, new precum slowly sliding over the old.

Was she going to be buried in precum?

Fwump

Bitch twisted her neck as much as she could to follow the sudden loud sound. A fresh sensation of dread began to bubble up inside her as she saw the giant red leotard on the floor surrounding Honda’s naked ankles. The giant mage stepped out of the puddle of clothing.

‘Are they going to…’ images of her mistress’s giant cock penetrating Honda’s slit filled Little Bitch’s mind’s eye. Just the thought of her tiny body being smushed against Honda’s colossal pussy made her body begin to tremble with fear while at the same time, her womanhood trembled.

“On your knees,” Mistress’s voice boomed above her, Bitch felt her entire body vibrate with the echoes of Mistress’s command.

Boom

Boom

Honda stole Bitch’s attention as the sound of her giant knees tapping the floor filled the air.

The two clones were finally eye level again, or at least close to it as Honda’s head was a little lower than Little Bitch, Mistress’s cock bouncing slightly above the 3ft girl’s head.

Honda swallowed, pulling her bottom lip into her mouth as she stared at her Mistress’s cock hungrily.

Little Bitch found herself feeling like a lure on the end of a hook.

She was starting to feel nervous again.

“Good girl,” Mistress said.

Honda looked up, her red eyes shining with unsuppressed reverence as she awaited the next command.

“Suck-

‘Oh-

“My-

‘No!’

“Cock.”

Honda suddenly lurched forward, her lips parting and before the minuscule pet could even blink, she was inside her twin’s giant mouth. The air was hot and humid, the smell of her own breath mixing with the lingering musk of Mistress’s semen.

Splat

Globs of saliva splashed against Honda’s giant tongue, lightly filtered in around Mistress’s cock, dimly lighting the wrinkly, slimy maroon walls, identical to those behind her own cheeks. Demonic shadows danced along the walls and coarse ceiling from Honda’s giant teeth.

Bitch really didn’t like this. Her body was trembling in fear, sweat beginning to aspire as she became more and more aware of the growing heat inside the giant mouth. Mistress’s cock twitched behind her and Bitch’s toes curled in response.

Honda’s delighted moans echoed around her, making Bitch’s head start to pound, enticing the opaque fog of her mind to spread and expand.

It was getting even harder to think.

The giant cock began to slide deeper into the giant mouth. Bitch didn’t know if it was Honda sliding her mouth further onto the cock or her Mistress pushing it inside. The cock shuddered again and the leisurely, almost lazy pace of the cock suddenly hastened.

Slam

With abrupt motion, the cock Bitch was glued to suddenly shot forward and slammed its minuscule passenger into the back of Honda’s throat. The hot walls flexed in response to the sudden strike, grinding thick globs of saliva onto Bitch’s face.

Choking sounds erupted from below, followed by an ocean of saliva and who knew what else shooting up the endless pit that was Honda’s throat and gushing into the mouth. The cock pulled back, Bitch was actually thankful she was still stuck to the cock.

It pulled back fast.

Waves of saliva shot forward, thick, warm waters splashing over her immobile legs, tiny droplets leaping and spraying over her face as if Bitch was in a speedboat on the sea. The bland flavour of her own mouth mixing with the salt of her mistress’s seed, with the heat, if she closed her eyes Bitch could almost imagine it.

The cock reversed direction.

Slam

The wet smacking sound tried to echo but it was drowned by the waves crashing into the inside of Honda’s cheeks and the gurgles and gags from below. A fresh wave washed into her mouth.

‘Am I going to drown in my own mouth?’ Bitch thought, her heart pounding with panic, she tugged at her limbs, trying to pull herself free of the tip.

The sensitive member flexed behind her and Bitch felt her none existent pussy prickle with desire. She wanted to grind herself against her mistress, to please her and taste her seed but she didn’t even have a pussy anymore. Just a smooth valley of flesh between her thighs.

The muffled words of her mistress boomed from outside. Bitch couldn’t understand them but she recognized them as hers –though she was the only one present who could actually talk.

The cock pulled back again; a more warm spit splashed over her face.

She was completely drenched.

The world around Bitch suddenly shifted violently as her mistress outside forcibly repositioned her larger twin. The locomotive-size cock rammed forward again.

She didn’t hit the back of Honda’s throat this time.

Mistress’s cock drove into the opening of the expansive throat.

In her peripheral vision, Bitch could just make out the dark walls of Honda’s throat stretching, moulding around the shape of Mistress’s cock. She swallowed. Why couldn’t it be her throat?

‘Wait…no…’ Bitch bit her lip, hard, the coppery taste of blood joining the salt that filled her mouth.

New Skill Unlocked: Mental Fortitude Lv1 – you have learned to recognise the influence of magic on your mind, it will now be 1% easier to resist the compulsion of mental magic.

‘Mental…magic?...ah!’ Bitch’s thoughts were interrupted as another wave of saliva crashed into her, this time flooding her mouth and forcing its way down her throat with its powerful current.

Her nipples hardened.

The cock pulled back again, air and spit crashing over her body until light suddenly blinded her.

“Looks like we need to train that gag reflex.”

Her mistress’s voice boomed from above. Bitch blinked harshly, trying to banish the illusionary burns from her vision.

“Yes Mistress,” Honda said, Bitch recognized the disappointed almost chastised tone, even feeling her own heart fall.

“On the bed, I’ve got a lot of pent-up frustration for you.”

“Yes Mistress,” the giant Honda began to push herself back to her feet.

“Did I say you could stand?”

“Sorry Mistress,” Honda dropped back onto all fours, the thud making Bitch flinch and inadvertently causing Mistress’s cock to twitch hungrily, Bitch gasped as she felt her tiny ass suck against the opening of Mistress’s cock. Was she going to be sucked inside?

Before she could even consider the nightmarish, yet erotic concept a pair of graceful giant fingers descended and she was plucked from her mistress’s tip and lifted into the air and soon found herself held in front of a beautiful giant olive-green eye.

Bitch felt tiny.

“I’ll find something to do with you later Little Bitch, Honda and I are going to get pretty rough and I’d hate to break my new toy.”

‘Toy?!’

Information: Owner, ‘Saki’, has altered Little Bitch’s role. Your profession has changed from ‘Pet’ to ‘Toy’.

Saki began to make her way to the bed where Honda was positioned on all fours, her naked ass stook in the air while her chin rested on the covers, awaiting their mistress.

Bitch felt a sense of nausea wash over her as the momentum of the giant steps caused her to rise and fall. She was starting to feel dizzy again.

“Ah, this will do,” Mistress said.

Little Bitch didn’t even have a chance to process the comment before harsh winds suddenly slammed against her tiny frame as Mistress lowered her. Her vision swam with tears and dizziness as she was positioned over Saki’s giant hiking beat. A moist heat bellowed out of the colossal opening, growing stronger the closer Bitch got, the cheesy smell growing, drenching the air, turning from an erotic fragrance to an intense stench.

The giant fingers released their hold.

Squelch

Little Bitch slammed into the very well-worn insole of the hiking boot. The saturated insole oozed Mistress’s cheesy sweat around her, the bitter salty flavour easily finding her lips and returning Bitch’s awareness.

The whine of bouncing bed springs screamed above as Mistress returned to her bed to further tame Honda.

Little Bitch pushed herself to her knees, coughing as she took her first aware breath. Her red eyes started to squint as she was assaulted by the powerful smell. She’d get used to it eventually, and part of her really liked the smell, but it was very…pungent.

She looked up at the opening.

The light from the room looked so distant despite the fact she could probably climb out.

No. Mistress wouldn’t be happy.

Little Bitch’s shoulders slumped in defeat when she remembered the last notification she got. She pulled up her character sheet.

Name: Little Bitch (Bitch)
Profession: Toy
Owner: Saki
HP 150/300 (150 unavailable)
SP: 35/80 (40 unavailable)
MP: 30/140 (70 unavailable)
Class(es):

• Mage LV 10
• Slime Familiar LV 15 (Locked)
• Sex Doll Enchanted Construct LV1 (Locked)

Race: Lesser Human
Traits:

• Heightened Libido
• Osmophilia (sweat and urine fetish) – Novice
• Podophilia (foot fetish) – Advanced

Height: 3 inches
Weight: 100g

Her chest deflated as her heart fell. It was true. She was actually considered a toy, her mistress had not only claimed her and reduced her to the size of a bug but she now even considered her a toy. She didn’t even have her own name anymore.

“A…toy…”

She was probably smaller than most of her mistress’s butt plugs.

Her life was stolen…by herself…is this all she was now?

Fresh tears welled.

How much had she cried that day or even in that past hour?

No one would wonder where she went because Honda was still there, if a little shorter.

I like you better small

Her mistress’s words echoed in her head, all the times she’d called her runt or small fry.

No one would think anything about her being 3ft tall.

No one would think to look in Mistress’s shoe for her.

“Am I really…just a…toy?”

She heard Honda’s moans above, the bed springs screaming in orgasmic bliss above.

The fog in her mind whispered the answer inside her mind.

Am I really just a toy?

Yesssssss