Elsa squirmed and pushed at the mass of skin holding her down. It was as useless as screaming but she wasn’t able to stop the pushing at least. If she paused for a moment the weight of her father’s testicles threatened to smash and suffocate her; she was wedged awkwardly between his leg, his briefs, and the giant member that had horrifying just been inside of her.

She’d regained enough composure to stop screaming after several minutes but didn’t think she’d ever be able to tolerate even having a blanket on her when she got out of this.

If she did.

She shuddered and drew a deep breath as her arms began burning again. No one could keep this up forever.

Edward jumped up in excitement as his team scored again. In his mind the game was all but won. It had been hard fought but even during his team’s low point he was a happy man. It was hard to be unhappy with someone pleasantly and tirelessly massaging your balls at all times.

When the time finally ran out his team won, up by four with the other team simply not having enough time to fire back. It wasn’t the clear-cut victory he hoped for but since he lived down the street from the stadium it was hard not to be exuberant. He knew several of the players personally and had bet twenty dollars on this victory.

“Now that the game is over, I can start my next game,” he said as a commercial started.

The happy noises espousing a fast food restaurant faded into the background as he picked up, then set down several items from the toybox.

He settled on an item that looked very similar to a large flashlight.

Edward stood up and fished his toy out from under his testicles. He was mostly hard already in appreciation of her efforts.

“Here, hop in,” he told her, setting her and the object down on the coffee table.

Elsa had no idea what her dad was talking about. She laid on hard ground and stared at the ceiling while she tried to mentally recover from whatever he was talking about. Above her head the sounds from the television changed suddenly to a vaguely familiar sound and her heart dropped.

Edward’s television was hooked to his laptop, and the two worked together in harmony. The opening sounds of his favorite adult website started up on each video and this time the sound alone brought him to full erection instantly. He paused it just before the scene could show, then looked down and saw his toy was taking a break instead of following his instructions.

But she was on all fours with her backside near him. It was a cute little backside and clearly she was giving him the choice of holes to fill next since they were both being presented. She sure knew how to communicate even with the size difference.

Elsa groaned and rolled to her stomach, climbed to her hands and knees. Looking up she saw the television was paused at the start of a porn video whose title she couldn’t see. But the sound itself meant her situation was about to get worse.

Fuck, it was that sound! she thought. She didn’t watch much porn but the opening sounds were easily recognizable.

Two fingers grabbed her abdomen and she squeaked in terror.

“I said, get in there!” her dad’s voice said.

A large black cylinder was suddenly in front of her, then held above her almost like going headfirst into a water slide. Without particular care she was shoved inside, her protests barely noticeable to compared to his strength. In a moment Elsa’s feet were the only thing visible from the bottom.

Immediately she tried to slide her way back downward but the cylinder grew tighter around her.

With the toy inserted into the fleshlight, Edward used his remote to grow her a little larger. Then a button on the top of the cylinder was pressed and there was an oddly satisfying suction noise for a moment.

“Wait a second,” he mumbled, holding the cylinder.

Her feet and legs were sticking out. It didn’t look at all like what the illustrations were describing. He pressed and held the button on top of the device, releasing her. She felt out but Edward caught her and folded her neatly in half; she was very pliable at that size and it was surprisingly hot to see her feet up by her head so easily.

Gotta read those instructions, he thought with a smile. This time she looked a lot more like what the illustrations were showing.

Elsa tried to scream as she was stuffed back into the tube.

This time when Edward activated the tube’s auto-fit function it worked perfectly: a miniature but stretch anus was visible just beyond the ‘lip’ of the toy. Just like a typical fleshlight.

“More like it.”

Despite having cum not that long ago it almost felt like Edward’s cock was vibrating from excitement.

He held the toy up to his mouth and gave the tiny hole a lick. It didn’t particularly taste of anything but he felt the toy almost jump in his hand as the little one inside enjoyed his tongue. With the next lick he tried to force his tongue through the tightly closed sphincter but was unsuccessful.

But it did stretch enough to accept his finger, almost like a wet vise.

This is gonna feel awesome, he thought as he lowered the toy back down to his cock.

Putting his feet up on the coffee table he leaned back and -

Edward’s foot knocked over his beer, spilling half of it on the tabletop before he could right it.

“Damnit!”

The toy was put down and he hurried into the kitchen to grab some paper towels, erection jutting out in front of him angry at the interruption.

On the way back to clean up his mess there was a knock at the door.

Oh come on! he thought, looking between his cock, the mess he was going to clean up, and his bathrobe.

“Just a minute!”

Hurriedly he pulled on the robe and cleaned up the spill. No thought was given to the toy sitting out in the open, nor the paused video on the television. Currently the screen was black so it didn’t seem important.

There was another polite knock.

“Who delivers a package during game weekend?” he questioned as he threw the wet paper towel away.

Then Edward opened the door, revealing Sarah, his next door neighbor. The blonde woman was in her mid-thirties, still took great care of herself, and they had been friends for years. There had been quite a bit of not-quite flirting between the two of them and Sarah had taken Edward’s wife’s loss almost as hard as he had.

“Hey you!” she said before she’d fully registered that he was only wearing a robe.

“Sarah, hi!” he said back, awkwardly matching her energy.

She pushed past him with a large casserole dish in her hands.

“Gotta put this down, sorry! It’s your favorite sloppy joe bake!”

Edward stammered out a reply and went pale. It was true he loved her baking. It was also true there were numerous objects in his house that he didn’t need his younger, beautiful neighbor to see.

When he tried to stand in her way so she couldn’t see the living room, at least, she turned around and shook her hands out.

“That thing’s heavy-” she started to say, but her eyes went past Edward and to his coffee table.

It was very obvious what he’d been doing, and she recognized the shape of the fleshlight even if she couldn’t get more specific. Most of the objects on the coffee table were simply different versions of things she couldn’t bring herself to buy.

“Oh, um-”

Edward turned red and realized his erection hadn’t gone down at all. And the robe was doing a very, very poor job of hiding it.

“You um-”

“Uh, I’m sorry I, uh-”

Naturally at that exact point the thin cloth belt that held his robe shut failed, letting the front open and his massive cock fall out. It pointed directly at Sarah.

Both of them froze but Sarah made the first move.

“It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?” she asked. It had been on her mind for a long time to make a move on her neighbor; he had to be lonely after his wife’s passing. She had her share of lovers but she’d had her eye on Edward as a silver fox for years.

“Now uh wait I-”

Sarah didn’t let him keep keep stuttering. She closed the distance between and grabbed his rod.

“Go sit on the couch,” she told him.

“I’m not sure uh-”

Despite his reservations Edward did as he was told. He was confused, stunned, surprised, uncertain. But not an idiot.

He rushed and sat on the couch where his erection aimed skyward. Sarah giggled and looked at the fleshlight, surprised at the quality of the material.

“Got any lube?” she asked, and she picked up a small bottle of LZ jelly that was sitting next to some other obvious toys that she didn’t quite recognize.

She smeared a dollop on her finger and pushed it into the toy. Edward almost came from the thought of what she was inadvertently doing. There was no way she could know it wasn’t just some plain-jane stroker toy from the shop downtown.

“Oooh!” Sarah giggled as she pumped a finger in and out of his shrunken escort, “It’s fancy.”

“Only the best,” he stammered out as she spread lube liberally around the innards of his toy.

“Warm and vibrates.”

Sarah knelt in front of him and held the toy over his cock. Her other hand grabbed him and he about jumped from excitement.

Giggling she said: “You’re vibrating too, how long has it been?”

Thoughts flashed through his mind but he shot down every one that involved telling his hot neighbor the truth.

“Way too long.”

“Play your movie,” she said as she touched the toy to the head of his cock.

The little anus spread perfectly around him as she pulled it down slowly. Edward barely managed to touch his mousepad when he felt the toy’s boiling insides grip his length perfectly. His hand left the laptop. Sarah pulled it back slightly, then pushed it further onto him, repeating this until he was completely encased.

When he was, she stood and wiggled out of her leggings. Below them Sarah was wearing a pair of simple red panties and showed off her toned legs.

“We can start slow,” she said as she climbed onto the couch next to him. Pulling the lever to make it recline they were suddenly side-by-side and she reached to grab the fleshlight again.

Her other hand went under her panties.

“Aren’t you gonna play the video?” she asked with a wry smile.

Slowly she pulled the fleshlight up and Andrew overcame his shock at the situation. Without looking he pressed ‘play.’

Edward’s eyes shot between Sarah’s slowly moving finger and the television. The entire situation was surreal.

On screen a young woman who looked curiously like Sarah was sneaking into the backdoor of a house. If Sarah were ten years younger and wearing only a skimpy bathing suit. Once inside she made a very obvious show of casing the place to rob it.

“What are you into?” Sarah asked with a giggle. She knew very well; she’d seen this video herself and loved the idea.

A high-price hooker? he thought as she slowly stroked him.

The woman on screen quickly found the bedroom just as she heard the front door open. With a surprised squeal she looked desperately for a place to hide. Throwing back the covers on the bed she accidentally exposed the backside of a sex doll. In a panic she threw the doll to the far side of the bed and crawled under the covers before covering herself back up. She wiggled out of her shorts and panties to make the ‘illusion’ better.

Sarah stroked Edward a little faster as the man, over six-foot tall and well muscled, entered the bedroom. With a groan he undressed and said something about finally getting have some fun with his new doll. Neither adult were paying much attention. Sarah’s finger was stroking her clit and Andrew was straining to see her in action more than the video.

But Sarah continued stroking him slowly, with almost painful consistency.

“So you’re into that stuff, huh?” she asked, and Edward nodded. He would’ve agreed to anything she said.

“Making some poor girl a little fuck doll?”

“You have no idea,” he replied as she finally began using the toy a little faster.

Edward made a move. He put his hand on Sarah’s abdomen, still covered by her shirt, and slid it down. She adjusted accordingly and spread her legs a little further.

She jumped a little when his hand finally touched her soaking pussy. A finger slid into her and rubbed her clit at the same time. Sarah groaned.

Elsa tried screaming every single moment. Sometimes she managed a squeak if her father’s cock wasn’t lodged in her abdomen but most of the time it was pointless regardless. There was nothing but the burning of her backdoor being ripped open and the nightmare of being filled with cock until she could feel it almost coming back out of her mouth.

Through the plastic of the toy she could hear a woman’s voice which quickly turned into a groan. She didn’t have enough wherewithal to even wonder who it might have been. Elsa could only concentrate on the searing hot cock that was destroying her sanity.

She couldn’t even have enough peace to try and breathe. Not only did the toy press plastic against her face, which she wish would have just asphyxiated her, but with each stroke a salty liquid seeped from her father’s cock. Precum lubricated her impossibly stretched insides and flowed out her mouth every time his cock filled her completely.

On screen only a blind moron could have missed the fact that it was, in fact, an actual woman below the sheets and not the exciting half of a sex doll. But neither Sarah nor Edward were idiots and they slowed stroking each other just long enough to watch the man slide his eight inch stick into what he ‘thought’ was a sex doll.

“Even warm from the sun!” he said.

Edward and Sarah rolled their eyes; the room didn’t even have windows.

“Terrible dialogue,” he said as he rubbed her clit.

“I bet I’m plenty warm,” she replied.

With that said she let go of the fleshlight and stood up.

“I’d love to be that girl,” she said as she finally stripped out of her panties in front of Edward.

Then she turned and playfully jogged down the hallway to the main bedroom. Edward yanked the fleshlight off his member.

He quickly grabbed his toy’s remote and shrunk her again. There was an odd suction sound as she shrunk enough to fall out of the toy and she felt into his waiting palm. He held her up to his smiling face. She was so covered in precum he could barely see her face at a quarter-inch of size, but he knew she was having a blast. Or was at least enjoying the thought of her paycheck.

“Good thing you said you were up for anything, right?” he said as he lowered her down.

Elsa’s eyes had just started to focus when she felt her feet be enveloped by something hot and wet. She wasn’t in pain, but so disoriented even being her regular shape instead of a cocksleeve made her feel hammered drunk, and not in a good way.

She looked down just as her father’s finger’s retreated and tried to scream. The yell was cut off when his finger pressed down on the top of her head.

With the shrunken toy pushed into his urethra, Edward hurried toward the bedroom. He glanced down just to make sure the toy wasn’t visible and it wasn’t; he didn’t want Sarah asking questions so he knew to keep the little thing hidden.

Better not shoot in her, he thought, not sure how I’d get this one back out. There’s no way she’s as freaky as what I’m used to.

But even if Sarah wasn’t as freaky as his wife had been this was still absolutely amazing.

He walked into his bedroom and pretended to be a blind moron. Sarah’s bottom was sticking out from under the blankets and he took a moment to appreciate the view. It was well toned and he could see her perfect pussy lips from how she had her knees tucked. He could also see her backdoor but assumed since the girl on the video hadn’t been getting buttfucked she wasn’t expecting it either.

“Oh geez, what a long day at work!” he said dramatically, and below the sheets Sarah giggled. Inside his urethra Elsa was screaming and struggling for air as his precum surrounded her, but no one heard any of this. Edward only felt her pleasant little movements.

Climbing on the bed he aimed his cock straight at Sarah’s snatch. He suddenly had no patience. She was ready and Edward slid into her to the hilt in one long thrust.

Together they groaned in pleasure.

Edward started thrusting on his knee into her as she lay on her side. It wasn’t his favorite position but after a drought it felt amazing.

Elsa screamed as she saw what was coming. A massive vagina approached her just as she was getting her face free and it enveloped her own fleshy prison. Then the movements really started.

Each pump made her stomach jump and her inner ear scream like she was on a roller coaster that hated her. If she opened her mouth to panic she got a mouthful of fluids she didn’t want to think about but if she kept it closed her body told her she still had to breathe. If she were more used to the shrinking technology she could have trained herself out of this.

Suddenly there was a flash of light and she saw that she was closer to her dad’s opening than she’d realized. With a struggle she got one arm free above her head and wiped her eyes.

Visual clarity only made her scream again as she saw the massive couple had only been changing positions. Now the giant woman was on her stomach with her legs pressed together. The extra pressure squeezed Elsa even tighter as her dad re-entered the woman.

Now the thrusts were getting more erratic and even through the squelching fluids and tissues Elsa could hear the couple approaching their orgasms.

Sarah came with a scream, biting the pillow to not alert everyone in a block’s radius about what was happening. Edward held on as long as he could as he drove into her but it was just too much.

Just as Sarah’s orgasm was losing intensity Edward forced himself to pull out. Using his hand to finish he shot his massive load and topper across Sarah’s back. The little woman trapped in his cock forced the pressure to build and build before finally being launched free, resulting in the best orgasm of Edward’s life. He couldn’t believe how much he came, shot after shot landing on Sarah’s back. Most of it landed on his little toy.

“Thanks for pulling out,” Sarah said when they both had caught their breath, “I haven’t been on the pill in years.”

Edward climbed off her carefully and told her to stay put.

“I’m fixed, actually,” he said, “But I didn’t think…”

He waved his hands and Sarah nodded with a smile.

“I get it, now can you get me a towel?”

Edward hurried to the bathroom so he could help her clean up, and to retrieve his toy before she was caught up in the cleaning herself.

Elsa struggled to get clear of the goop, crying, and even when her dad’s fingers carefully picked her up she still hoped for rescue. Until she was dropped into a pair of slippers that sat on the ground next to the bed. Almost instantly the drying semen held her down in the shoe.

At least they don’t stink, she tried to tell herself as her father looked down at her and winked before helping his fling clean herself off.