Evan wasn’t sure when or how, but he did manage to fall asleep between the end of Jaycie’s last masterbation session with him and her leaving him in her pussy.
As much as he had withstood a number of things that really should have physically damaged him, thanks to whatever was used to shrink him, he wasn’t immune to exhaustion. Jaycie’s pussy eventually grew tighter as her arousal started to ebb out, hugging his body completely as she seemed to settle for the night. After the short conversation in the car, she had stopped talking to him completely. Evan was starting to catch on to the theme, how he was being used to pleasure his once best friends and nothing else.
It was hard to tell what he felt about it–a part of him was disgusted and degraded, while another part of him couldn’t help but enjoy it in some way. When they were fucking themselves on him, it was hard to tell what his body was doing in comparison to the sheer size and force of their bodies in comparison, yet he knew he was aroused. Got off once or twice, though the events had blurred together like some sort of fever dream.
So, despite where he was, he couldn’t help but pass out in the tight, warm channel he had been left in once everything had died down. A part of him wondered if he’d wake up in his bed, all of this being some strange, wild, erotic dream.
That wasn’t the case, however. Evan’s sleep was a rather short one–at least, in his perspective.
He had been vaguely aware of the movement in his sleep, being dragged back and forth. It had been subtle enough at first, yet eventually his consciousness returned to him in time to catch just what was happening to him. Jaycie let out a low, reverberating moan as her walls tightened around him in a quick, crushing grip. Evan got a face full of her cum as she orgasmed, leaving him coughing and sputtering as he was pulled forward and eventually out of her.
Dangled upside down, Evan winced at the brightness of the room around him. Jaycie didn’t acknowledge him, shedding her pajama bottoms and underwear before she made her way toward the bathroom.
It was a dizzying experience, considering the way she carried him as if he was nothing. Though, eventually, she stopped at the sink, turning on the faucet before shoving him under it. Once again, Evan found himself sputtering and choking on a spray of water, Jaycie’s fingers rubbing him over harshly as she cleaned him off. His struggles didn’t do much to deter her, and he was starting to understand that it was useless.
Finally, she placed him down on the sink counter as she stripped down with a sigh.
“Being single again kinda sucks,” she commented around a small chuckle, “In some ways, at least. Especially at night. It’ll be hard to give you up today, but I’m already behind so…”
Evan wasn’t sure if he should respond to that–really, his body and mind was still struggling to catch up to what just happened to him in the last couple of minutes. Still, Jaycie didn’t say anything as she turned on the shower again, slipping behind the curtain.
She didn’t pull him in with her, this time.
***
“Sorry I’m late!” Jaycie exclaimed somewhat breathlessly as she stepped into Kayla’s home, “Slept in…”
“Yeah, I bet,” Kayla returned with an amused chuckle, “Knocked yourself out last night or something?”
“Oh, you have no idea.”
Jaycie shared a chuckle with Kayla at the subtle jab, while Evan was just grateful that Jaycie had stopped moving. He was once again pinned under her breast, which kept him pinned to the inside of her bra if her little jog didn’t have it pounding against him over and over. Hearing Kayla, however, didn’t fill Evan with much hope. She had never been outright mean to him, but he couldn’t say that they had the closest relationship. Yet…well, he couldn’t help but hope that maybe she’d actually realize what a weird situation this was and actually help him.
Yet, if Jaycie didn’t…well, he wasn’t going to hold his breath.
“So…do you have him?” he heard Kayla ask, Evan’s stomach twisting with a sense of dread.
Giant fingers once again sought him out, Jaycie pulling him out from under her breast and he was once again extended out into the air between the two giant figures of the women he considered friends. Once. A small smirk crossed Kayla’s face, Evan not really having time to register the extent of her expression before he was placed face-down in her waiting palm. The elastic band that kept him bound still dug tightly into his skin, even as he tried to struggle to get free again as Kayla’s fingers cupped around him somewhat.
Plucking him up between two fingers, she held him upright as if he were a french fry. It was a disorienting experience, given how high up he was and how huge his surroundings were. He heard Kayla suck on her teeth somewhat before she let out a short huff of a laugh.
“I always thought he was a pathetic little shit, but now look at him,” she commented, “You guys did a number on him. Ah, well. I got some plans for him anyway.”
“Then I’ll leave you two to it,” Jaycie replied, “You still want to do lunch on the weekend?”
“Hell yeah.”
Once Jaycie had left, Kayla dropped him down somewhat so she could grip him in her hand. Evan struggled against the tightness of her hold for a few moments, only pausing once he realized that she was looking down at him. Her gaze was particularly indifferent, Evan not too sure what to make of it. Still, he managed to get a breath in to yell up at her.
“Kayla! You–”
It was a useless gesture, given that Kayla let her hand drop down to her side as if he had said nothing. The blood rushed to Evan’s head, winding him in a strange way as she walked toward her living room. She propped a leg up against the couch, pulling back the tight skirt she was wearing to reveal an equally tight pair of panties. Once again, he was reckoning with a sight he never thought he’d see before.
His relationship with Kayla barely registered as deep friendship at points, let alone anything romantic or sexual.
Still, he couldn’t help but feel himself grow a little hard as she hooked the thumb of her free hand into the band of her underwear. She pulled it open somewhat, revealing her trimmed bush and the darkness of the panties that sloped down between her legs. Evan barely registered just what was happening before he was lowered somewhat toward the opening, and then he was suddenly rushing toward it once Kayla had dropped him.
He landed face down in the crotch of her panties, barely registering the soft silk of the fabric before she removed her thumb that was holding them open. She let them snap closed, casting Evan in darkness before he was shoved tightly against Kayla’s folds. With the added pressure of her fingers pushing at him from outside, he was left to be pinned against her as the outer folds of her labia surrounded him somewhat.
The pressure from outside retreated, Kayla letting out a satisfied hum before she settled more around him.
“Well, he fits nice at least…” she muttered to herself, barely audible to Evan’s ears as her legs pressed together and rubbed against him as she started to move around her house for the day.
***
Evan didn’t know how much time had passed–Kayla spent a lot of her day on her feet, moving around and the pressure and sensations were a little overwhelming. When she did sit down, the weight of her giant body pinned him against her pussy, Evan only managing to spare himself the uncomfortable sensation of suffocation by wiggling himself forward. However, Kayla seemed to like the sensation, making a pointed effort when she did sit to grind herself down against him until he was drenched in sweat and her fluids at points.
Not even bothering to address him, he really truly felt like he was just some sex toy she shoved into her pants for the day. A vibrator that she could grind down on to distract herself.
Given their general civility, back before this whole mind boggling situation, he figured she would at least be…sympathetic. Have a word to say to him–anything. Yet, no. He was truly only there for her pleasure.
And she seemed keen to get it, as he soon realized.
While Evan didn’t know exactly where they were now, the music and chatter kind of gave him the impression of some sort of party. Most graduated seniors were known to have a house party at the end of their school years. It had been something he had been looking forward to, that he could do with his closest friends. That maybe Mia would dance with him, maybe share a kiss or something near the end of the night.
Never did he think he would be in Kayla’s underwear, feeling her getting more and more worked up as she flirted with the people around her.
Of course, it kind of blurred together as the night went on, more partial conversations that he could vaguely hear, more muffled music. Kayla rubbed her legs together, squeezing his body to her as she talked and laughed. So, he was started when his confined little world for the night started to shift around almost violently, Kayla’s positions changing as he heard her let out a soft, muffled moan. He felt a solid, warm, pressure from outside of her panties press into him, digging hard into her waiting pussy as the sensation pulled more moans from her.
Evan became aware of a short flash of light before it was dark again, though he was assaulted with some wandering fingers. The edge of a manicured nail poked him hard in the stomach, as if searching for something before Evan felt them push him back. He was pushed into Kayla at an uncomfortable angle, his upper body finally giving away so that his back straightened out.
Kayla’s pussy welcomed him snugly–already wet and warm, Evan only able to take in the sensation for a few moments before he was shoved further inside by the fingers. He was dragged back and forth quickly, much to the delight of Kayla as she continued to moan and rub herself against Evan and the fingers pushing him deeper and deeper into her. He was rubbed again and again along a certain part, Kayla’s slick only coating him more and more.
Though, he was pulled forward somewhat before he managed to get out from under the fingers that were pushing him around.
Once again, his world shifted as Kayla seemed to change positions, her pussy squeezing him a little tighter. It kept him pinned where he was, the fluids and the conforming walls that surrounded, leaving Evan to struggle somewhat inside her. Though, his attention was turned elsewhere when an opening ahead of him opened somewhat, welcoming in something slender and somewhat flat.
It pushed in further, pulling back out somewhat before pushing in again. Kayla moaned around him, pushing herself and Evan somewhat closer to it. Finally, it dragged against Evan’s head, assaulted by the wetness of it before he realized what it was as he heard the wet slurp of someone eating out Kayla’s pussy. Once again, he was assaulted by the organ, the flat of it pressing down almost under him at points. It pulled him forward, the fear of ending up in a stranger’s mouth almost making him cry out. However, the pressure of Kayla’s pussy managed to save him from that fate as the tongue retreated again.
The situation continued on for a while, the tongue pushing back against him and circling around him as it explored Kayla’s pussy, more wet sucking noises as more of Kayla’s fluids leaked down past him.
However, Kayla let out a small moan, the sound of a stranger’s voice caught Evan’s attention.
“You ready for my strap?”
“Fuck, yes,” Kayla sighed, “He’s been riling me up all day. I don’t know how much more I can last. Though…hang on…”
Once again, Evan found himself being prodded at by giant fingers. However, they gripped at his head, pulling him out as Kayla’s pussy almost wanted to keep him snug inside. Kayla let out a small moan before Evan was pulled completely out, finally free to shake his head and clear his vision from Kayla’s fluids. The sight in front of him, however, wasn’t one he was quite expecting.
Kayla was sprawled out on a bed, the noise from the party outside still carrying on. Though, it was clear she had found some private time with someone, given that she was completely naked, legs spread open as she looked him over somewhat with an indifferent gaze. Though, her eyes drifted upwards toward someone who was behind him, a small grin touching her face.
“I was told to try this with a dildo, but uh–well, this seems like a better idea.” She pulled against some of the elastic surrounding Evan, which made him groan in pain.
He heard a light laugh from behind him, Evan managing to glance up at who she was talking about as Kayla handed him over. Above him was an equally naked woman, who he didn’t quite recognize–he knew she had seen her hang around Kayla, but she wasn’t around them too much outside of the odd lunch. Natalie, he thought her name was? In the moment, however, she looked down at him with some intent. Lust darkened her vision, though it was clearly not for him as she almost seemed to look through him too.
Evan let out a groan as the band around his limbs tightened, though something solid and slick ran up his back before he was released. For a few moments, he thought he was falling. However, he seemed to be suspended in midair, bobbing somewhat from the motion.
A glance up confirmed that Natalie had him between her legs, attached to a fake cock.
He didn’t have much time to react before something cold and wet showered over him, it dripping off him and down the toy as he sputtered. His world moved and bobbed disorientingly as Natalie moved to place the bottle of lube down on the bedside table before she moved to position herself between Kayla’s legs. Evan was pinned to Kayla’s public mound as the dildo rested against Kayla, which allowed him to watch as the two giant women kissed each other deeply for a few moments. Giant breasts pressed together, hands wandering flesh and squeezing as they made out.
No regard for him.
However, Natalie reached down, pulling the dildo down between Kayla’s legs again. Evan watched as she shifted forward, her pussy opening up before him. Natalie eased the dildo inside, Evan pushed back into her pussy. Yet, he was pushed around with even more force this time, completely powerless as Natalie used the strap-on to start to fuck Kayla. Her movements started slowly, pushing Evan along Kayla’s walls face-down. He got her fluid in his mouth, nose and eyes as she did so, only able to clear it from his face before getting another mouthful of it with another thrust from Natalie.
Her pace eventually picked up however, Evan dragged along for the ride as he couldn’t really make heads or tails of who was moaning, if he was upright or not. What he did know, however, was that Kayla was right back to where she was when she was being eaten out by Natalie, moaning wontonly as she was getting fucked almost ruthlessly.
It didn’t take too long before he felt Kayla’s walls clench and flutter, which made her let out a deep moan as Natalie kept driving into her. Though, finally, Natalie seemed to still, pushing the dildo deep inside as Kayla’s walls clenched him tightly, her orgasm drenching Evan and the dildo it was trying to milk.
They stayed like that for a few moments longer, Kayla’s pussy clenching around him a few more times before Natalie slowly pulled him and the toy out of her.
Evan didn’t react much when a massive hand gripped him, pulling him off of the strap-on before he was passed to Kayla again. She looked over him with some attention, finally, Evan dangling between her fingers as he was soaked with her cum. She grinned before tossing him almost carelessly onto the nightstand next to the bottle of lube.
“Give me a minute and I’ll return the favor,” she told Natalie, “I won’t need some shrunken asshole to do it, either.”
“Kinda hot, though,” Natalie commented, laying down beside her with a chuckle, “But fine. Gotta end the party still anyway.”
Giantess World
