Two weeks after

“It’s your big day today” chirped Julia, as she played with Ashley’s limbs, caressing her naked body - she only allowed her to wear her collar in the house. “It’ll do you good to go out a bit. And isn’t it proof of my trust in you, Ash?”

Ashley didn’t even bother with an answer. The last two weeks had been Hell on Earth. Futanaris had “granted” two weeks of paid leave for men and women to get used to their “new situation” as they prudishly called their enslavement of the ancient biological sexes of Mankind. Supposedly, it was to allow the now “registered individuals” to settle in their new situation. In practice, it was mostly so their owner could peacefully claim all that was their.

“Come on, Ash. You’ve lost, what, five kilograms in two weeks because you don’t even eat. I get it, things were hard - they are hard, for you, sorry, I really get it, I swear. I can’t blame you, I wouldn’t want to have all my personal belongings be claimed by someone else, but it’s for your own good. You don’t have to bother with paying any taxes or bills or what have you from now on. You’re basically a freer woman than any Futanari, you know?”

Ashley didn’t even deign to acknowledge those words. She just wanted to die, and she felt that a hunger strike was the best way to achieve it. Julia exhausted her all day long, carrying her in her panties, next to her monstrous cock, when she wasn’t using her as a sex toy to please that gigantic python, or she didn’t fondle her as if she was a stress relief toy or… Ashley refused to even continue this list mentally.

For two weeks, she had been humiliated, forced to see her parents leashed and collared, just like she was, but already broken. It seemed that Agatha, Julia’s surviving mother, had made a great advantage of her “small” size of three meters to have real sex with Ashley’s parents. The young adult didn’t really know what it had entailed, but the look of defeat and abject fear in their eyes everytime Agatha was nearby was enough to tell her they wouldn’t oppose their new owner.

The last two days had been particularly horrible, as the two Futanaris that now owned her family had finalized pilfering the house where Ashley and her parents had lived for the last 20 years. They were in the process of reselling everything they deemed “useless” for their little pets. That included their computers, their TV, most of their furniture and even her clothes. Only heirloom and photos had found some semblance of protection from the two giantesses.

“Ashley, listen to me. I’m sorry but that’s an order” sighed Julia, just as a horrible electrical current coursed through the petite woman’s body, starting from her neck. 

She screamed and her body jerked uncontrollably. Her collar was equipped with a powerful battery that was recharged every night by her owner. She had discovered that function quite early in their new relationship, when she had tried to flee from Julia, as the giantess had taken a monstrous dump after an equally gargantuan feast at a restaurant the very evening she had claimed her. Ashley had hopped from her panties and hoped to flee, far away from Julia.

She hadn’t even managed to crawl out of the toilet stall. Julia had simply used that function of the collar and Ashley had been reduced to a screaming, pathetic, shocked, little mess on the floor, panting and crying. Her whole body always suffered atrociously from any use of the collar, and it seemed that Julia took great pleasure in reminding her almost daily of this function - usually when she deemed that Ashley didn’t pay her enough attention. Like she just had.

“Oh come on, Ash, it’s not that bad. Stop being a drama queen.”

“I hate you!” screamed Ashley, earning a second series of electrical shocks for her defiance.

“I told you I don’t want to hear those kinds of words out of you, Ash” sighed Julia, scolding her like she would a misbehaving pet. “I love you, I take care of you, I make sure no unhinged and tiny-hating futa can get her hands on you. Could you imagine the horror that would be your life, if you had ended with someone like that. Some of my friends have caught some randoms and not their crushes, and they take their frustration on them. It’s not really pretty, believe me. You’re lucky your owner is also your lover, really. Now, get dressed, I’ve selected what you’ll wear to go to college and your shift at the coffee shop.”

Ashley cried and curled into a ball. She didn’t want to wear the stupid clothes that Julia had selected for her. Her owner had decided that they had to wear a similar kind attire then the giantess herself and had sold all her previous clothes, save for a few to help her buyout - with Ashley’s bank account, of course - a new wardrobe for her “lover”. An all pink wardrobe, of course. So ridiculously girly that it made Ashley gag just looking at them.

Naked or with what Julia had wasted her own money on was basically the same thing, as far as Ashley was concerned. She was supposed to wear thongs, fucking thongs with a miniskirt so short that she was basically showing her pussy and her ass to everyone if the smallest breeze started to blow. And the shirts! They were basically two strings attached together to cover her nipples! Okay, she was a bit dramatic, but there wasn’t enough clothes in them to cover the tip of one of Julia’s nipple, for fuck sake!

“Ashley, stop being dramatic. I swear to Goddess, it’s getting tiresome. You need some you time, we both know it, and I’m giving it to you. You should be thanking me, some Futanaris have decided that their registered tinies won’t ever leave their new houses. Can you imagine it? It’d be atrocious, I can’t even begin to comprehend how hateful one has to be to inflict that one's own tinies! I want to give you your space, but I need to make sure you’ll be safe away from me, and you’ll return to me, tiny.”

Tiny. It was a new term, or rather an old one returned to fame. Futanaris used to deride normal peoples by using it, as if to imply they were the normal ones and men and women were simply a shrinked form of humans. Now, no one dared oppose it, at least in this country, and Julia had been gleefully telling her that what had happened here was happening everywhere now. In a few months, all “tinies” would be the property of a futa, or on the run. Or dead.

“Give me back my clothes!” sobbed the little woman, as she tightened her arms around her own torso. “Let me go. Please…”

“Oh Ash…” sighed Julia, and the “tiny” tensed, expecting another electric shock that never came. “Your old clothes weren’t good for you. They would have reminded you of your past life, and you need to adapt to this brave new world. I swear, you’ll come to love your new wardrobe. Just like you’ll come to love me. Now, be a doll, give me a kiss and get dressed.”

Ashley had quickly understood that when Julia said that she wanted her little plaything to give her a kiss, it was a far cry from what the poor registered woman conceived as a kiss until two weeks ago. A real kiss was when Julia told her to “come here and get kissed, you adorable little sprite” or a variation of the same sort. It was a rare occurrence, one Ashley had, to her shame, come to pray for. Far more common, several times a day in fact, she was asked to give the giantess a kiss. On her cock.

Case in point, as she looked up from her curled up position, Ashley was greeted by the humongous thing, hard as a redtree as Julia squatted in front of her, legs wide apart and holding her monster firmly in hands - she needed both to even be able to to do. The head darker as blood rushed there, the urethra, large enough to engulf her, if Julia ever had the fantasy to try and kill her former best friend that way, already opening, like the maw of some great predator. 

Precum was already starting to ooze from it and the smell was atrocious. No matter how much Julia washed herself down there, she always, always, reeked of cum and sex here. And Ashley was almost certain that she now shared that same horrific odor. She was constantly smelling it, even in the hours she waited, alone and forgotten in the room, when Julia went to college.

“Come on, little one. We don’t have all day, you wouldn’t want to be late for class and I can’t drop you by, my own college is at the other side of town, after all” commanded Julia.

Ashley almost protested. She couldn’t kiss that monstrous, smelly thing, end up covered in the fluids of her owner - as Julia never cleaned her after a “chaste kiss” as she called those - and then get “dressed” with the skimpy outfit Julia wanted her to wear, and then go to college with her car, without being cleaned, as if nothing had happened. But the thumb of the Futanari hovered over her phone, and the simple idea of another electric shock was too terrible for Ashley to oppose the will of her owner. 

So she did as she was told. She got up, doing her best to ignore her battered body, thinner than ever, her few feminine curves lost to the lack of appetite, exhaustion and pain that her childhood friend turned almost-rapist turned abductor inflicted on her on a daily basis. She knew she was starting to look more like a skeleton than a living person, and somehow she liked it. If she died of hunger, at least her torment would be over. She put her hands on the head of the gigantic cock, earning a groan of pleasure from her owner.

Then she started to kiss it. She did her best to ignore the smell that was now burning itself in her nostrils - she’d only be able to smell it for hours on end, even if she washed her face, even if she put something in her nose to remove any residue. And the taste. She gagged, but continued to do her job, licking sloppily the top of the appendage, and even, when she heard an expectant grunt from the giantess, the inside of her urethra. And then, as her tongue licked in some of the dense precum, she was betrayed by her stomach.

It rumbled, loud enough that even lost in the fucked up bliss that Ashley’s humiliations induced in her, Julia heard it. She gasped and Ashley somehow expected for a moment to be removed from the cock and force fed whatever Julia had for breakfast and she had been denied until now - Julia was adamant that she could only have the new “tiny food”, which tasted like shit and looked more like dog food than anything else. She was, again, proved wrong.

“Oh my poor baby, you’re so hungry! I get it, you don’t like the food that I brought for you, don’t you Ash? Well, no worry, now we know what you need to add some great taste to it, don’t we?”

Ashley had a vague idea of what Julia meant, and she wanted to protest, but her owner was clearly not in the mood for listening to her. She had gently but firmly shoved her away from her cock “for your own safety, my sweet little cutie Ash” as she had explained with that lovesick smile that made Ashley’s skin scrawl. And she had picked up the bowl of tiny food that Ashley had barely nibbled at. It was only when she positioned her cannon at it that Ashley realized it was really happening.

“You should have told me you wanted some of my cum in your food, Ash” gently chided Julia, as she started to pump herself. “You’ll eat everything, of course. Even what ends up a little around your bowl, that’s clear? I’ll make a mess for you, that I’ll have to clear later on, so I count on you to do your part, my love.”

Ashley started to cry again. There would be no wiggling herself out of it. Julia didn’t even care that her sobbings were quite audible. She was grunting and groaning in pleasure as she prepared to unleash a torrent of cum on Ashley’s bowl. The poor tiny tugged at her collar, desperate to break free of it, and yet she did so without any strength. She was already unable to muster it, not with what was about to happen in front of her.

With a loud grunt, Julia released a thick, extremely dense, amount of semen. It was only like that when she came for the first time of the day, Ashley had discovered to her horror. Her owner usually came twenty to thirty times a day. Just before bed, her release looked almost like a man’s would, only in insane quantities, of course. But in the morning, her sperm count was so high that she was basically letting out pudding-textured cum. In monstrous amounts, of course.

This time however, Julia displayed surprising care for her registered woman. Instead of letting her balls empty themselves entirely all over the little area she had designated to be the place Ashley was to eat and drink - like a pet - she fished out a dense tissue and finished in it. It was… somehow, as fucked up as it was, Ashley couldn’t help but find it considerate of her. She only had enough cum in her bowl - and around - to blow up twice before finishing it, mercifully.

“There we go. Eat fast Ash! And next time, I’ll remember to give you what you need, I swear. But please, speak up to let me know you need this kind of thing, okay? I want you to be healthy and happy, and if you keep your mouth closed on your needs, how can I achieve it, right?”

Ashley mumbled something and started to eat. It was utterly disgusting, and she could have sworn she could feel the sperms of her giantess moving in her mouth. She almost choked when she ate the first portion she could grasp with her tiny hands - Julia didn’t allow her any fork or spoon to eat, she wanted her to know how inferior she was. She enjoyed it so much that it often elicited a second orgasm out of her, to see her eat like a wild thing, like a beast. But not today.

Today, instead of touching herself, she caressed Ashley’s back, freezing the little girl in place, until she heard a gentle click of the tongue, reminding her that she had to be ready quickly. She resumed eating the horrible mixture in her bowl, her belly getting fuller and fuller by the second, even if she doubted it’d help her return to her healthier state of body, from two weeks ago. She did her best to ignore the big digit touching her, but she couldn’t contain a gasp when it pushed her legs open and started to rub her down there.

“Sush Ash. I know, you’re not used to it yet - I felt it’d be bad for me to start doing that to you right away. But it’s been two weeks, and while you’re still a little defiant, you’ve made such progress in correcting your behaviour that I feel you deserve… Oh my! Someone’s eager!”

Ashley whimpered, as she continued to eat - and to grind herself on the enormous black digit. She couldn’t help herself. The last two weeks had killed her libido, but somehow, here and now, it was returning with a vengeance. If she ignored her situation, if she ignored whose finger she was being pleasured by, she could almost enjoy her situation. She was still crying, she was still gagging as she ate her food. But she also couldn’t stop grinding herself on Julia’s finger, and whined when it retreated. Only to freeze again when it was replaced by something far larger.

“Come on, keep doing it” ordered her owner, with a soft, dominant, all-powerful voice. “It’s just my cock, you’re used to it by now.”

“I… if I do that, you’ll cum and you’ll have to clean me and I’ll be late for college” she tried to say as she felt torn between the fire Julia’s caress had ignited in her and her terror of what was to come.

“Then you won’t go to college today” whispered the Futanari, putting one finger on Ashley’s head, to force her face toward her bowl and her ass upward. “Or at least, not yours. You’re starting to show your true feelings for me, it deserves a reward. So grind yourself on me. Make me cum buckets. Let me cover you in my jizz, my cute little Ash. Let me love you, and let yourself love me.”

Ashley shuddered. Julia was prone to those rumblings, she was constantly considering her tiny’s words and actions in a way that reinforced her delusion. And it was particularly dangerous now. Ashley had been used, abused and cummed on several times already in the last two weeks. But never in a position so reminiscent of actual sex. And not with her face pushed in a bowl of cum and food pebbles she needed to eat fast if she didn’t want to die suffocating in them!

“Oh fuck, yes. Humm, you’re eating them! You fucking eat my cum while grinding on me! Oh Ashley! Oh you’re such a good baby doll. So fucking good. I want to split you in half! I want to put my cock in you so bad. Eat my cum while pleasuring me Ash, baby. Yes, just like that. Oh fuck, it’s too good, I’ve never… oh Goddess, oh fuck! I…”

Julia was panting hard now and even as Ashley desperately ate the food threatening to suffocate her as her head was pressed deeper and deeper into the large bowl and her body was lifted by the engorged cock somehow growing even larger underneath her, she continued to grind herself on Julia’s member. It was beyond humiliating, but in spite of her mind longing for death, she found that her body very much wanted to live a while longer.

The giantess was groaning and panting harder than ever now. Ashley squeaked when she felt powerful digits gripping her lower legs, keeping them in place, as she felt the other hand of her owner pumping herself. The cock, so hot it was becoming a little painful for Ashley to be on it, seemed to tremble as the Futanari descended in a wordless, incoherent rambling. Suddenly, Ashley was lifted from the bowl and, twisting a little, was able to take in the sight of Julia’s formidable body in the throes of passion.

Her former childhood friend had removed her tank-top and freed one of her huge breasts from the confine of her bra. She was fondling that enormous mass of fat, weighing several times the total weight of Ashley’s body, as if it was as light as a feather. Her fingers were kneading a nipple so big Ashley couldn’t have been able to fit it into her mouth without dislocating her jaws. The tiny woman felt so pathetic, she was just a toy, a way to add some stimulation to her owner, nothing more. Had she not been here, it would have been the same to Julia, she suspected.

“Ash… Ashley… I’ll be… Oh fuck, hold tight baby, I’m getting close. I’ve never felt something like that! You’re… you’re so much better than any of those bitches and toyboy I fucked with! Fuck you, Martha! I called my Ashley’s name when I creampied you because she’s ten times the delicious pussy you are. She doesn’t whine that I’m too big to fuck her hard like you did constantly, you dumb bitch! Look at her, Martha! Look at my woman! My fucking woman, who wants me and needs me so bad, and wants me to cum so she can eat it and be fed by me, literally!”

She was truly insane. Completely batshit crazy. And I’m too, realized Ashley with some shock, as she felt a twisted sense of pride listening to Julia’s deranged ravings. Somehow, being compared to a Futanari and being called better than her elicited something, something bad, something she shouldn’t have been happy about. But for the first time in two weeks, she felt as if she was truly recognized by her childhood friend. Her owner was giving her real praise, not belittling her unwittingly. Genuine praise!

“Uuh…” she moaned as she felt that the enormous cock was still growing, reaching a size eclipsing anything she had ever seen, becoming harder and hotter, the smell so powerful Ashley felt light headed. 

She didn’t want to moan, she didn’t want to risk speaking, she couldn’t trust her mind or her mouth in this situation. But she was still grinding herself on Julia’s member, faster and harder than ever. She needed it, she needed to reach her own orgasm so bad! She needed to come so she could lose herself in bliss for a moment or two. She’d have hours, if not a whole life, to get ashamed by it afterward. She just needed a moment of happiness again in her life. Even if it meant cumming because of Julia, of all people.

“Ou… Ooh…” she whined, biting her lips, and arching her back as best she could, pinned as she was by Julia’s fingers, enormous and yet so ridiculously dwarfed by her insanely engorged cock. “I need to… I need to cum!” she finally blurted, her small voice weak and high pitched, and yet cutting off entirely the ramblings of her owner. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! I need to orgasm!” she finally screamed, so loud her throat hurt and her ears ringed. “Make me cum! Make me cum, Julia, please!”

It was utterly pathetic. Her defiance of two weeks had crumbled like a castle of cards in a light breeze. The merest gentle caress down there had been enough to reduce her to a bitch in heat. She felt ugly and disgusting, and so fucking happy and elated as pleasure jolted from between her legs to her entire body. She cried, but it was now a mixture of absolute dejection and abject joy. She was sharing in Julia’s sexual release now. They were together in that blissful moment.

“Oh Ashley. Oh baby!” screamed Julia, her voice silencing all the world, as far as the little woman was concerned. “Tell me you love me, baby! Tell me you’ll stay with me forever, Ash, that you’ll drop out of college, that you’ll drop out of your job and just live with me! Love me, Ash! Fucking love me and I’ll make you cum, I swear it!”

“I love you!” yelled Ashley, her self-esteem shrivelling up and dying as she did so. “I’ll drop out of college for you. I’ll live to be your cock-slave, but please, please! Make me cum, Julia! Don’t stop until I’ve orgasmed, I beg of you. If you ever loved me, do that to me, please. Give me joy… please… give me joy…”

She was pathetic, Goddess. So pathetic. But she wanted to have something, anything, good in her life. Was it really so bad? Shouldn’t she enjoy herself while she could? Who knew how long it’d be until Julia grew tired of her and sold her rights to someone else, or even just killed her. She was so big, so mighty, and Ashley herself was so small and puny and afraid of her giantess owner now. She hated her new place in the world, but she discovered that she had indeed a spark of life left in her.

“Ashley… oh Ashley!” moaned Julia, putting the thumb of the hand she used to pin Ashley’s legs in place on the small woman's back, and eliciting a scream of terror and pleasure when Julia let herself fall on her back, forcing her little pet to be up in the air, held in place only by the large fingers pinning her to the titanic cock. “Look at me, look at how much I love you. I’ll make you orgasm, and then I’ll fucking cover you in my own cum. I’ll put you inside of my balls and impregnate you, you hear me Ash? I want to breed you, I fucking want you to have my children!”

“Julia” moaned Ashley, as she felt she was nearing her climax.

“I want to cover you in my cum and shove you in my pussy, so deep I’ll impregnate myself by using you like a sex toy” grunted the giantess. “I want to rub it into the faces of all those small dumb bitches who told me I was too big, that I hurt them when we fucked. I want to show them to you, so they know they aren’t as good as you, as beautiful as you, as sexy as you, as perfect as you. I love you, Ash. I love you so fucking much!”

Ashley looked down as the Futanari titan beneath her. It was a strange sight, to see her face, unobstructed somehow by her mighty tits, contorted in a mixture of pleasure, longing and despair. Julia really needed the small woman to love her. It was so strange, so fucked up. She had spent two weeks trying to break the spirit of Ashley, she had basically succeeded and even then, she remained the unsure little girl she had been as a child, as much in need of confirmation by her childhood friend now than then. 

Had she always been like that, wondered Ashley. Had her bravado and dominance as a teenager, when she had grown, a façade because she had been afraid of what would happen to her and to Ashley if she hadn’t become the leader in their relationship? How much of the bad blood between them could have been avoided if Julia had been honest about her feelings back there?

“You’re so big… You’re so powerful” whined Ashley, finally using one of her hands to caress the huge head of the cock she rode, and the other to touch herself, somehow feeling safe suddenly in her owner’s hand. “You’re so much more beautiful and womanly and sexy and great than I’ve ever been or will ever be. Julia… I… I… Oh Goddess!”

She came. She came hard, harder than she had ever done in her solitary sexual experiment. She had never had sex with someone before, she had preserved herself for a man that could help produce more women and men and not more futas. And now, she was riding the biggest orgasm of her life, as she was grinding herself on a dick so huge she dimly wondered if something was wrong with Julia somehow. She screamed and went limp, and then a second later, the volcano she danced on erupted.

It was insane to be so close to the release of so much cum, especially when Julia had just had another orgasm, a few minutes earlier. So close, it almost looked like a hose releasing water more so than anything else. So much cum came out, in fact, that Ashley wondered if Julia hadn’t cut off her previous orgasm just to not produce too much of it. It was mind-blowing and in her exhausted state, as she started to feel terribly ashamed of herself, the little woman could do nothing but look at the white stuff being sent high up and then falling back, all over the giantess black skin - and her also.

The huge dick went limp once it had finished mimicking a geyser, slowly enough that, while still held by Julia’s fingers, Ashley found herself deposited to her tummy, near her bellybutton, just against the curvature of the breast she had released from its confines. SHe could feel the weight of the lying python on her, so heavy she couldn’t move out of it. She felt so small, so pathetic, so weak and disgusting, that her post release bliss quickly turned into all-encompassing shame, and she started crying, softly, but not softly enough.

She was brought to Julia’s face, and she squirmed a little. She didn’t want her owner to see her like that, so broken and exhausted and unable to muster any form of resistance against the designs of Julia. But of course, her efforts only tired her even more, without achieving anything at all. She turned her head a little, to try at least to not be crying just in front of those big brown eyes that were examining her with such attention.

“You’re covered in my jizz” whispered the giantess, almost sounding surprised. “It looks good on you, Ash. You look good on me. I love you. I want to be with you all the time, but we say things in the heat of passion that… I want to hear you say it again. Tell me you love me, Ashley. Tell me you want to always be with me. Tell me I can lick you clean and you’ll steal kisses from my tongue caressing your precious little body. Make me trust you. Please, don’t cry. I know it’s hard for you, but I need it, and you need it too.”

She didn’t want to. She didn’t want to repeat what she had said in the throes of passion. She didn’t want to say it, because it had been true, in a sense. Before her rape attempt, it had been Julia’s image, of her towering and voluptuous body, and even that enormous bulge in her pants, that had accompanied Ashley’s discovery of her sexuality. And even after that event, five years ago, it had been… she had never been able to entirely discard those mental pictures. Everyone she had been attracted to had been, consciously or not, compared to her owner’s body.

“I love you” she finally sobbed, putting her hands on her face to try and protect whatever self-esteem she still had, as useless a gesture as it was. “I want to be with you. I want to be cleaned by you. I want to give you pleasure so you can give me some… But please, Julia… I want normal food. I want… I need clothes I can wear and feel good with. I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

She didn’t even know what she was sorry about. She hadn’t done anything wrong, she was only asking for something basic, some decency, to be treated, if not as an equal, at least not like an animal. Yet she dreaded a shock from her collar, she dreaded the pressure of the large fingers on her body growing to the point she would be broken like a twig, she dreaded… She dreaded displeasing her owner, her all-powerful owner.

“I’ll give you everything you want, Ash” whispered Julia, as she brought the small woman to her lips and started licking her own cum, humming softly in the process. “I will give you the world, if only you give me your love. I will make you so happy, I will make up for our five lost years together. I will… I will make this new world you’re in now to your liking, so much so you’ll forget ever wanting something else, I swear it.”

Ashley didn’t believe her. Losing freedom and control over her own life wouldn’t be made up, not by any amount of obsessive love - if even it was love - that Julia felt for her. But it would do for now. She let herself be cleaned of her owner’s jizz, closing her eyes and almost enjoying the sensation of the enormous tongue on her body. But then, the fingers holding her moved and spread her legs a little.

“Julia, what” she started, but the large tip of a finger covered her mouth.

“You’ve tasted me so often in the last two weeks. I want to taste you, Ash. I want to know what my woman tastes like. I want to know that I can truly make you feel good. It’s also a reward for your good behaviour, my sweet little cutie Ash. A way for me to show you how much I adore you, and want you happy…”

Ashley didn’t answer, she could only gasp when she felt the rough tongue tasting the inside of her thighs, and then going higher. She whined a little. It was so big and powerful, and Julia seemed eager, overeager even. Ashley squirmed in her grasp, as her giantess owner tasted her, sighing in pleasure and then starting to lap at her pussy - and pushing with the tip of her tongue, as if she wanted to penetrate her.

“Gentler… please be gentler…” whined Ashley. “I… I’ve never… Oh Goddess, I never had anyone in me… be gentler, Julia!” she whimpered, but her words only seemed to excite the giantess.

She didn’t turn to see it, but she felt one of the hands holding her depart her small body and the telltale sound of Julia pumping her monster returned. She was getting excited, her eyes were almost alight with lust and something else. An almost desperate need, a craving that Ashley didn’t understand. Something she couldn’t grasp and couldn’t oppose anyway. She arched her back and screamed, a mixture of pleasure and pain as the tip of the giant tongue pierced her hymen and took her virginity.

She shuddered and whined as she came once more, her body unable to cope with what Julia was doing to her in any other way. Especially not with the moans and grunt of the giantess, that culminated in another white shower over her body. Mercifully, none fell on Ashley, but she couldn’t help but get lost in the sight of the huge globe of white matter dwarfed by the titanic black body they fell on.

“I’m your first” whispered Julia, with a voice so full of joy and wonder that it would have sickened Ashley, had she had the energy to feel anything but exhaustion. 

She allowed herself to be brought back to the giantess' mouth, to be tenderly kissed all over her small and far too thin body. She didn’t even resist when those large lips tenderly played with her non-existent breasts, nibbling at her nipples. She sighed, exhausted and willing to sleep, just to see the time passing faster. But Julia didn’t allow her to do that just yet. She removed her from her face, looked at her with her best poker face and then spoke.

“What’s the number of your employer? And of your college? I need to call them to let them know you won’t be coming back. Ever.”

“You… but I’ll need money, I’ll need education” weakly complained Ashley, even if she knew it was a losing battle.

“No you don’t. Especially the latter. But if you want something in your bank account to splurge on a gift for your big, beautiful girlfriend, we can find a way for you to have some money, I guess. Because we are a couple now, it’s official. No taking it back, Ash. No more “I hate you!” and curdling and refusing to wear the clothes I buy you, okay? I don’t want to use the shock collar ever again, but I will if you misbehave. Do we have a deal?”

“Yes, Julia” weakly replied Ashley, turning her head away.

“Look at me when you say that. Do we have a deal, Ashley? Are you my girlfriend?”

“Yes, Julia” repeated the small woman, looking straight at her owner, who abandoned her inscrutable face for a large grin.

“Wonderful sweetie! Then I’ll help you make your own money - I’ll control the expenses, of course, it’s in the Registration Bill, and I don’t want to lose my rights on you to some unknown bitch because I let you use your money as you please. But I’ve already got some great ideas. I think a Porn Stream account of yours would drive people crazy.”

“I already have an Instagram account,” meekly said Ashley, who was turning beef red, as she perfectly understood what Julia had in mind and didn’t want any part of it - and knowing she was doomed to obey her “girlfriend’s” will on that front also..

“Really? Then consider your Porn Stream as an evolution of that. Don’t worry, all you’ll have to do is to be a doll for me. Well, you already are, but more literally, so to speak” chuckled the giantess. “But anyway. The numbers, Ash? Chop, chop, I need to get ready for my courses. Oh, and by the way, where do you want to spend the day? You’ve been such a good girl that I feel like I can let you choose. Usual place with my huge cock, or perhaps some place else?”

“... Your tits” whispered Ashley so softly she had to repeat it louder when Julia looked at her quizzically. “Your tits! I want… I want to be with your tits…” she mumbled at the end.

“Oh, munchkin, you’re adorable.And probably it’s safer that way anyway. I mean, shit, you’ve made my dick grow! It’s never been as enormous as it has been today. Even flaccid I can tell it’s bigger than before, way bigger even! I guess my body really wants you inside. Aww, don’t worry. It won’t be today, I swear. We need you to be ready and willing for that. Hopefully, you’ll be quick, but if not… I’ll take my time with you, Ashley. I’ll be gentle. I promise.”

Ashley didn’t believe her. Not really. She couldn’t even bother to clean her properly before getting up, picking up her phone and calling the last two remnants of her previous life to sever them from her. Julia didn’t even look at her when she dropped her in her bra and brought it back in place, trapping the small woman against her enormous breast. She was pathetic. She was an accessory for her giantess, a way for Julia to feel better and more powerful than she already was, and that was it. The Futanari didn’t really love her.

And yet, Ashley gently nibbled at the huge nipple next to her face, without any prompting from her owner.