I am not an adventurous gal, normally. I like routine, I like stability, I like living my days as I always lived them. At least that is what I believed before I embarked into this crazy new adventure with my new girlfriend. Ah! Girlfriend. I cannot believe I can use that word. If you asked me just a few weeks ago if I would ever date a tiny, sorry a borrower, I would have laughed in your face. And 
yet here we are.

So, let me tell you how I met my four inch tall girlfriend and how she changed my life.

That evening started very poorly. I had this date planned for weeks, I was finally going out with Damian! My crush at the time, this huge slab of beef that often came to the clinic I work at. I would often daydream about his biceps and that big butt he flaunted around every time. Unfortunately, he turned out to be exactly what one would expect from that kind of guy: A Womanizer, a player, and very bad at text apologies.

That evening, I found myself alone, sitting in the corner of the bar we agreed to meet in. The place was quite lovely, one of those small places that feel cozy enough to get a homebody like me to feel at ease, but with enough life and exuberance that party addicts could find their fun too. Unbeknownst to me at the time, it was also one of the first businesses in the area to cater to borrowers too. 

Twenty years ago, the diminutive race of humans finally came out into the light and was accepted as part of society. Legally, they have acquired the same rights as normal humans, but adapting our infrastructure to them has proven difficult, so even after two decades it is hard to find places that welcome them. Most refuse out of worry that one could get hurt and sue, and borrowers themselves are not that enthusiastic about hanging around building sized people either, despite the push for integration that both their and our politicians championed over the years. 

I sat there, staring at the empty seat in front of me, rolling my drink around the glass, sighing at the sight of the other two empty glasses on the table. I do tend to overindulge a little when I am stressed or frustrated, or sad, and I was feeling all three in that moment. It was difficult enough to ask him out, it is never easy to make the first step as a woman, at least for me; I went out of my way to pretty myself up as much as possible, getting my hair done, my nails, my evening dress, my heels. God, I hate heels so much, they look so good but my feet scream bloody murder every time I use them. 

I looked away, gulping down the last bit of drink, my eyes drifting towards the waiter, hoping to catch his attention to get another glass of whatever would make this dreariness go away. It was then that I heard a weak high pitched voice coming from my left, which was the side facing the wall. Confused, I looked over there, only to spot the most amazing sight: A borrower, perched on top of a balcony of sort, at about eye level, my eye level that is. 

And it was not just a borrower: It was an incredibly beautiful tiny lady, about four inches tall. Slender, the toned figure of an athlete, the curves of a model, short black hair, warm hazel eyes, and the friendliest smile the Earth had ever witnessed. As far as I could tell she was about my age, late twenties, although I had no idea how fast or slow borrowers age. She wore a pair of torn knee length jeans, sneakers, and a short shirt that left her midriff bare, showing off a hint of abs. A tomboy hottie, the kind that you steal glances at the gym, wishing to have the guts to talk to them.

Not that I was unpleasant to look at myself, I was just a bit more average. I kept myself in good shape, some nice curves both top and bottom thanks to the good genes of my mother’s family. I had a more girl-next-door look.

“Hey there! Sorry for bothering you, but you seem bored, and I cannot let such a beautiful lady get bored on my watch!” She said, her voice full of life and energy, far exceeding what her little body should be able to give. “Do you mind if I come down here with you?”
This was my very first time even talking to a borrower. Sure, I have seen some before, and plenty on the TV, but I never interacted with one so directly. I was not even sure how to act, all I had was the vague memory of the short course our boss made us follow: How to treat borrower patients. What was it? Lower your voice, do not stand too close, warn them of any big movements… Damn why did I not pay more attention?

“I-I guess it would be fine” I managed to say. How was she so confident? She was so small and vulnerable, not that I had any intention of hurting her but just a clumsy movement on my part could send her to the hospital. I would never be able to approach a human if I was in her shoes. Hell, I could barely manage at 5’9’’.

“Sweet!” She said, jumping down from the tiny balcony and directly onto my table, gracefully landing as if she did not just jump down a gap that must have been at least four times her own height. She looked at my stupefied expression and giggled. “Hey don’t worry, this is nothing. An advantage of being tiny: we weigh very little so gravity is not nearly as harsh on us as it is on you big folk. Falling this far can hurt only if I twist my ankle or something.”

She jumped on top of the empty glass I left on the table, sitting on the edge, her legs dangling free not even touching the table top. I instinctively retracted my hands from the wooden surface, trying to keep a certain distance, trying not to scare her. Or at least that was what I was telling myself, because that little thing had my heart in a twist instead. I could not help but focus on every little movement of her body, and how it compared to the normal sized objects around her. It all seemed surreal and yet there she was, talking to me as if this was the most normal thing in the world. 

“So, I assume this is the first time you talk to one of us? Don’t worry, you are doing fine!” she said, smiling once again. It looked like she was intently studying me as much as I was. 
“Sorry, and yeah. This is all new to me” I said.
“Ahah, I can see it. But anyway, what brings you here? Judging by that gorgeous dress you were on a date? Are they late or…” She said, glancing at the empty seat.
“Nope, left me hanging, as you correctly assumed” I said, a chuckle escaping my lips. 

“Well, I’ll be your date then! There is no way I can leave such a beautiful lady hanging!” She said. 
My cheeks flushed red. “Well thank you. Woman to woman, you know how much work it was to get myself to look good. It’s nice to know it was not wasted effort.”
She slapped her thigh, a wonderful sweet laugh erupting from her tiny lungs. “I do. And you are easily the best looking giant in here this evening. And I don’t tell that to every human I talk to, believe me.”

She jumped down the glass and got closer, stopping in between my hands. I could not help but look at how her entire body was shorter than my hand, barely longer than my fingers in fact. It was so surreal and yet so intriguing. Where did she find all this courage? 

“I’m Alex, by the way. Nice to meet you!” She said, extending her tiny hand towards me.
I could not help but smile, and she returned it too. “I’m Ether, it is very nice to meet you” I said, carefully lifting my right hand and closing my index finger and thumb around her hand, and giving it a tiny shake. 

It was the first time I touched her, and in that moment something started to turn in my head, gears I never knew I had grinding away. I could feel her fingers trapped in between my digits, the way her whole arm was overpowered by just two of my fingers, the way her whole body recoiled at the slightest application of force on my side. 
Realizing I had been staring at our hands for a long time, I quickly let go, biting my lips in embarrassment. 
“So, what do you do, Ether?” She said, seemingly unperturbed by the prolonged contact. “Actually let me guess… Teacher? No. Secretary? No. Finance? No, medical maybe.”

A small chuckle escaped my lips. “Bingo. Nurse at a nearby clinic, specialized in sports injuries.”
“Oh sweet! I might have to make use of your services in the future, knowing myself, ahah! Do you serve tinies too?”
Uh? I thought borrowers did not like being called tinies. Then again, borrower is not that much more dignified. “I don’t think we currently do, but you’ll be the first to know if it changes” I said, smiling.

“Now do me!” She said, laughing again. How was her laugh so cute? Was it just her size that made everything she did look adorable? No, it was her energy too, so confident and open like a book. I could not help but admire her, as a homebody and an introvert.
“Well, I’m not good at guessing games, but let’s see…” I said, taking a good look at her. She definitely had a strong physique, so maybe an athlete? She had a lot of control over her body. But what sport? Her legs looked powerful, thick thighs and developed calves, so soccer perhaps? Or a cyclist? 

“Ah you’ll never guess! I’m an audio technician, working on concerts and in recording studios. You were thinking something sporty, I bet! But no, I just have a passion for climbing. Human furniture in particular. It is always a little surreal to climb a mundane object blown up to such absurdly giant sizes, but oh so fun!”

So the surreal feeling was reciprocal. I never thought about the borrower perspective. As far as I know, before they were accepted as part of society, they had their own hidden world, so to speak, living under humanity’s nose for thousands of years. From their perspective, it’s our world the one out of proportion. 

“Well, then you’ll have to let me listen to some of your work” I said, starting to relax a little. 
Only in that moment I realized how stiff I was. I relaxed my shoulders and spine against the back of the chair. Why was I so scared of this interaction? She was lovely, no reason to be worried. 

How would a borrower concert look like? A tiny crowd in a room? And how loud would the music be for me? I never really thought about any of this before, but it is strangely fascinating.

“Sure, I’m no musician, but I can show you the band I mostly work for. The No Regrets. They do electronica mixed with metal, lovely stuff if you’re into it” she said, looking proud as ever.
And ever unable to stay still, she moved around again, making a circle around the glass and then walking up to my hand. Scared of hurting her accidentally, I stood still as a rock, while she started jumping over my fingers as if they were obstacles on a course. 

I could not help but be fascinated by that. And I was pretty sure it was reciprocal, the tiny girl was taking a lot of joy in comparing herself to me. Would I be shorter or taller than her if we were both humans? Normal sized humans I meant, borrowers were humans too, just another homo subspecies.

A waiter suddenly appeared, looking at us with wary eyes. “Is everything ok, here?” He says, looking at her and then glancing at me.
“Oh no worries, thanks for asking. Would you bringing me a beer? And give my friend another drink. On me” Alex said, “What would you like?”
“A-A shot of limoncello, thanks” I said, taken by surprise. Could she even afford it? How did currency exchange work with borrowers? God I was so clueless! “Thanks” I finally added, while the waiter walked away.

“Don’t worry, it’s a standard safety check they are obligated to do whenever a tiny and a giant are sitting together. To make sure I am not here against my will. Nothing personal” She said, appearing far older for a moment. 
“Oh, I understand. I’m glad they do that” I said. 

Man, if I felt unsafe at my size, I did not want to imagine how it would be to interact with people the size of buildings. It made me appreciate her courage even more. The funny thing was that if she was my size, she would have no trouble kicking my ass, and yet my pinky is enough to knock her out. 

It was a strange sensation. I never felt this level of ease and control before. With this tiny girl, I felt like there was no reason to hold back, no having to keep my danger sense high at all times, no worrying about nothing. It was nice. Actually, it was more than nice, but I could not quite put my finger on why exactly yet. 

Our drinks came soon after and we lost ourselves in a deep conversation, about pretty much everything, from hobbies to exes to makeup. We spent a good hour, maybe two just yapping. Turned out she was about my age, borrowers age the same way we do, and this was her first date with a human, even if it was an impromptu one. That put me at ease, we were both treading in unknown waters. 

Another drink later and I was feeling more and more confident. I did not want the evening to end. 

I lowered my head down, leaning it onto my forearm that was itself leaning onto the table, so that our eyes were pretty much at the same height. “I know this might sound a little too bold, and I’d understand if you said no, but would you like to continue our conversation somewhere else? Somewhere more private?”
I said. Where did I find the guts to say that? Wow, thanks alcohol.

Alex’s face immediately lit up, a big smile on her lips. She even made a cute little jump. “Oh yes! Absolutely!”
“Really? I mean, I’m glad, but aren’t you a little scared? To be alone with a stranger?” I said, “I would be terrified in your shoes.”
“Ether, we’ve been talking for hours, we are far from strangers now. And I have my ways to keep myself safe, do not worry. Besides, I feel perfectly safe with you, humans can get very handsy but you have not tried to grab me once this whole time, even if you wanted to.”

“W-Well, I mean…” I said, my cheeks flushing red. 
“Ah! I knew it! I don’t blame you, I know I am irresistibly cute!” She said, spinning around to show herself off. “Maybe I’d let you…” She added, with a wink.
God, this little thing was so good at pulling my strings. 

“All right, then. Would you let me carry you to my car? Or do you prefer to go on your own?” I said. What was the polite option? To offer to carry her? Would that sound patronizing? Gosh, hopefully I did not offend her. 
“No need! Although I would not mind taking a ride” she said, without specifying what she meant, “sit up for a moment please.” 
I did so, bringing my head back up.

Without hesitation, Alex started climbing up my arm. I could feel her little shoes on on my skin, the way her tiny weight made a small dent in my flesh, the warmth of her body as she grabbed the short sleeve of my dress and climbed up. She really did like climbing human-sized things, uh?

Within a few moments, she reached my shoulder and comfortably sat down cross legged. “Now go, my noble steed!” She said, raising her fist and then pointing at the door. 
A loud giggle escaped my throat, making her bounce around and forcing her to grab my dress. “Oh, sorry, sorry.”
“You’re a terrible ride, girl! Ahah!” She said, laughing out loud without any restraint. She was so damn cute. 

We got to the cash register and settled out the bill, then we got to my car. I sat down. “Do you want to take a seat or stay there? I don’t have any safety… thingy for borrowers, sorry. I did not anticipate this end for the evening.”
“No worries, I can stay here. I’ll use your hair as a safety belt” she said, half joking, while grabbing a strand of my hair and wrapping herself up with it. 
“Suit yourself!” And with that, I turned on the car and went home with my new friend.

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The ride home was quick. We kept talking all the way, even though it was a little more awkward with her perched on my shoulder. Man, I could not believe that was all real. How come I never even thought about meeting borrowers before? They’re so fun and cute. At least this one was, she had me wrapped around her tiny finger. 

“Here we are” I said, parking the car and undoing my seat belt. My place is just a simple two room apartment, bedroom and kitchen/living room, plus bathroom. It was pretty cozy, almost too big for one person but I could not find anything else so close to work. 

We went up the stairs with her still on my shoulders. I unlocked the door and entered. “Home sweet home. Please forgive the mess, I did not think I’d bring anyone home today.” Letting strangers know where you live, alone, would be a bit of an issue. Fortunately, I had nothing to fear from this particular stranger.

“Do you mind giving me a minute? I’d like to get out of this dress and shoes, I’m not used to them and they are killing me” I said, offering her my hand to get off my shoulder. 
Without hesitation, she jumped on. God she was so brave! Slowly and steadily I lowered my hand, marveling at the feeling of her little body sitting in my palm. She weighted almost nothing, and I could feel every little detail of her legs against my skin. Every tiny movement, even her little heart beat. Could she hear mine?

I let her step off on the coffee table. 
“Sure, no problem! Your place is nice, by the way! You have nothing to be ashamed about. I mean, you should see my place, I am not very… orderly” She said, with a laugh. “And this is huge! Well maybe not for your standards, but you could fit a whole neighborhood in here.”

For a moment I imagined a whole crowd of tiny people running around my apartment, climbing my furniture, dodging my steps. It was a funny thought, and strangely intriguing too. I shook my head, smiling; the alcohol was really doing a number on me that evening.

My first destination was the bathroom, where I quickly freshened up and took off my makeup. Afterwards, I got to my room and finally stepped out of my heels with a sigh of relief. I sat down on my bed and took a moment to relax, then I went to my wardrobe and took out a couple of clothes, nothing fancy but not too ugly either.

In that moment, I spotted some movement in the corner of my eye. Without looking over, I tried to discern the origin: Alex! The little viper was spying on me from the door that I accidentally left a tiny bit open. 
Normally such an invasion of privacy would make me furious and would end the evening, no matter how well the date was going… but I did not feel anything like that with her. If anything, I wanted to give her a show.

Just the thought of showing off my giant body to her was doing something to me. How would I look in her eyes? Maybe like a clumsy cartoonish giant, or maybe like a powerful Goddess that had nothing to fear. Was I drunk? Or was I really about to give her a strip tease? What was I even thinking?

Ah, fuck it. For some reason it was hot, so I did it. Without revealing that I spotted her, I started unzipping my dress, and let it fall down my body, holding it against my breasts for a moment, then turning around and finally letting it fall to the floor. 

I unclasped my bra and gracefully threw it onto the bed, and finally turned around, letting my tiny admirer get a good eyeful of my chest. Then I grabbed a t-shirt, the smallest I could find, and the shortest shorts I had. 
Before wearing them, however, I took a long good stretch, pretending to yawn, letting her soak in the image of my half naked body. Why did it feel so good to have her watch me? I undressed in front guys and even gals before, but I never felt this hot. 

I finally put my shirt and shorts on, and walked to the door. I was still practically naked, the tight shirt left my nipples very visible and the shorts barely covered half my ass, and that is exactly what I wanted. Alex wanted to see me? She would get so much of me, she’d drown. 

I walked past the door, pretending not to notice the way my little guest scattered as soon as I approached her and rushed to climb back up the coffee table. I sat down in front of her, a smirk on my lips as I watched her huff and puff while leaning against the centerpiece. 

“So, having a good time?” I asked, leaning forward, my chin resting on my palms, elbows on my knees, my breasts squeezed in between my forearms. 
“Y-You could say that” she said, her eyes glued on me. “You are really… beautiful” she added, gulping down.
My smirk only grew in size. She was so damn precious. I leaned forward, unable to stop myself. “Oh really? Tell me more, my gorgeous morsel” I said.

She squirmed. She squirmed! So delightfully embarrassed and aroused. A shiver went down my spine as I watched the tiny woman trying to find a way out of this one. Her courage was all but gone, and all it took was a little peek under my clothes. It was so adorable, I could eat her up! Not literally of course, you know what I meant.

“I-I, well, y-you are so damn big, i-in a good way! Your eyes, your ti…” She said, her voice trailing off when she realized what was she about to say. “I’m sorry, I’m not usually like this, I just did not expect this evening to get this far, ahah” she said, with a nervous giggle. “I did not expect I’d get this far at all.”

“Oh?” I said, tilting my head. Damn this was so much fun. I had so much power over her. Not just physical either, she was putty in my hands. Maybe she just had a fetish for humans, or maybe she really liked me that much. Either way, I had no intention of stopping here. 
“And how far did you think you’d get?”

“Honestly? Just talking. Humans usually do not want to have anything to do with us, or have very bad intentions. There is very rarely any in between. I never got this far before, never even got to first base. Is that how you say it, right?”

First base? How would that even work? My lips were almost as wide as her entire body. It would be a very one sided kiss. Like kissing a doll! A sexy, warm, moaning, squirming doll… My smirk somehow grew even bigger. I knew what I had to do.
“Why, you were so brave before, so confident. And now you are scared to ask for a little kiss?” I said.

Her whole face turned red in an instant. “I-I mean if you are offering” she said, looking away, unable to bear my gaze. 

“Eheh, come here, you sexy little thing” I said, bringing my hands behind her and my head lower. I could feel her tiny body pressing against my fingers, trembling and yet eager for what was to happen. I closed my eyes and brought my lips to her.

A shiver ran down my spine as my lips made contact with her body. I could feel every little detail, her chest, her face, her arms pressing against me. My lips covered her all, a full body kiss, as gentle as I could make it. My tongue sneaked closer, giving her a timid lick, and covering her face with my saliva. I could taste her! She did not taste of much, but there was definitely something, the slight saltiness of her sweat and the bitterness of her clothes. 

And the warmth of her tiny body. God, it was magical. So strange and one sided, and yet I could not get enough. To think that I held this entire gorgeous woman against my lips like that, savoring her beauty, feeling her heart beat against my tongue. I never thought I could feel this way. All of this control was getting to my head, making me feel like a Goddess. I could get used to it.

After a few more seconds, I let her go, a small strand of saliva trailing off my lips and onto her. “Sorry, I did not think it would be this sloppy” I said, feeling a little embarrassed. 
Alex instead collapsed onto the ground, breathing heavily, red as a tomato. “D-Don’t, it was awesome!” She manages to say, wiping away my spit from her face. 

My heart skipped a beat. I could not help but smile, processing my own emotions. But we could not stop there, right? I wanted more, I needed more. My body was getting warmer, my breathing heavier. I was getting excited, and it was such a surprise. “Would you like to take it a step further” I said. I could not help it, being so big and in control made me way bolder than I should. 

“You mean it?” The tiny woman said, jumping to her feet immediately. “Yes! Please, yes! I-I mean, I would be happy to” She added, embarrassed by her eagerness. 
“Then would you like to strip for me, tiny?” I said, feeling bolder by the moment.

She gasped, then bit her lips, and finally she started undressing, taking off her shirt first to reveal her well developed shoulders, then her shoes and jeans, showing off those wonderful legs of hers. She turned around and unclasped her bra, then spin in place and let it drop to reveal her bare chest. Finally, she lowered her panties and stood in front of me naked.

God, she was so hot. Her toned body and beautiful curves made my heart beat so fast! I just wanted to grab her and lick her all over! 
But I held back. Instead, I leaned my back against the couch and lifted my leg, placing my bare foot onto the coffee table near her. I could not help but compare her size with it, she would completely disappear under my sole. Man, I would have to be careful if this became a regular thing.

Uh, regular thing? I was already thinking that ahead. This whole situation was awakening a part of me that I never knew existed.
I refocused on Alex and smiled, deciding to live in the moment and leave the rest for future Ether. “So, Alex, you have a giant all for yourself. What do you want to do with me? Show me, I’m all yours” I said, wiggling my toes as to entice her. 

Alex smiled and rushed to my foot without hesitation. She climbed it up and rushed forward up my shin. Having reached my knee, she let herself slide down my thigh. Without stopping, she kept climbing up my belly and under my shirt, pushing in between my breasts and finally popping out on the other side through my cleavage. Finally, she jumped up and pressed her tiny lips against mine again. 

“Sorry, but your kiss was just too good, I wanted more” she said, a little winded but proud of her athletic prowess. 
“Don’t you know what they say about too much of a good thing?” I replied, bringing my hands up and trapping her in between my fingers. Before she could react, I opened my mouth and slipped her legs inside. 

Her tiny feet kicked against my tongue, her body shivering, her eyes big and filled with panic. Oh shit! What was I doing? Of course that would scare her too death! Dumb! Dumb.
I took her out, giving her a moment to relax.
“I’m really sorry! I-I just got caught up in the moment and wanted to…” I said.

She raised a hand, then took a long deep breath and smiled. “No, you’re all right. It’s my fault for overreacting. I could have said something but I didn’t” she said.
Oh thank God! I would have never forgive myself if I hurt her or scared her off.
“Now I believe you were about to do something with me?” She added, her confidence coming back, despite her body still shivering slightly.

“Oh” I said, “Oh I will.” I brought her back to my mouth, letting her legs slide in again, gently this time. 
My tongue slowly explored her lower body, until it came to rest in between her legs. Moving slowly, I started experimenting with her delicious pussy. The size difference made things a little difficult, but I could lick half of her body at once, so I made sure to pleasure as much of her as possible, gently moving my tongue around while applying a bit of suction. 

The results were immediate. The tiny girl squirmed in my hands, wriggling and shivering, abandoning herself to me completely. “Oh fuck!” She said, with her eyes closed and her mouth wide open. “Fuck! Keep going, please!”

And that is exactly what I did. I kept going, carefully dosing every movement, feeling my heart skip a bit every time she moaned or shook in my hands. I got so excited that I brought one of my hands down to my shorts, pushing them down to reveal my own very aroused snatch. I buried a finger in it, getting more into it by the minute.

She kept wriggling more and more, until she finally screamed in ecstasy, her body stiffening up inside my mouth. “Fuck!” She shouted again and again, while her whole body was shaken by a powerful orgasm.
But I kept licking, tasting her juices on the tip of my tongue, savoring every second, until she finally put her hands on my upper lip and pushed away. I pulled her out, letting her rest in the palm of my hand, red, shivering, exhausted, and with a big dumb smile on her face.

“How was it?” I asked, a huge smirk on my lips.
“Divine” She whispered, my ears barely able to hear her, “better than anything I imagined.”

“I’m glad” I said, admiring her athletic body, gently petting her head, and massaging her limbs, feeling her skin covered in my saliva. She was so beautiful, and hot, and precious…

“How about I return the favor?” She suddenly said, slowly standing up, her legs still wobbly. 

I raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure?” I said, “we don’t have to, you know? If you’re tired, we can do it later or watch TV or…”

“Nu-uh!” She said, raising a finger and shutting me up. “I will not let my beautiful giantess go unsatisfied!”
And with that, she threw herself off my hands, without hesitation. My heart sank for a moment, and I almost reached out to her, but she had been far faster and landed safely on my stomach. Before I could even say anything else, she rushed to my pussy.

“My, someone is excited, I see!” She said, her tiny hands exploring my very wet folds. Looking down, I was surprised myself to see how wet I was down there, my couch was soaked! 

“I, well… oh shit!” I shouted, when I suddenly felt her hands wrapped around my clit, and right after her lips. To her, it was the size of a watermelon, she hugged it, licked it, kissed it as if it was a long lost lover.

Electric jolts of pleasure overtook my brain. How could something so small feel so good? The physical sensation was wonderful, but the whole scene elevated it even further. Seeing this gorgeous girl worshiping my clit with her whole body was just too good. It made me feel divine, just like she described it.
“God, how are you doing this?” I said, between moans.

“You have not seen anything yet!” She said, and without warning, she lowered herself down, standing proud in front of my soaked pussy. Then she touched my folds and pushed them apart.

“You’re not thinking of…” I barely managed to say, before the crazy girl pushed a foot inside, then dived in head first, disappearing into me entirely.

“Oh my God!” I shouted, feeling her whole body wriggling around inside of me. I had an entire person in my pussy! That was just insane! And it felt so fucking good! She touched parts of me that no toy or cock had ever managed to reach, sending shivers down my spine that left me breathless in just seconds.

Unable to even think properly anymore, I laid down, a hand on my tit, the other circling my clit, as I concentrated on the insane sensations this crazy little woman was giving me. I tried to imagine how it was for her, diving into my cave, drowning in my juices, squished from all sides by my all-powerful muscles, feeling the heat of my arousal against her skin. 

It was too much, too good. She moved around some more, making me scream in pleasure as the mother of all orgasms built up inside of me. I tried delaying it as much as possible, milking every ounce of pleasure I could, but it was far too good.

“Fuck!” I shouted, my whole body tensing up, trembling as waves of pleasure crashed against my brain and drowned every other thought. And it just kept going, until it almost became painful. 

I had no idea how long that climax lasted, but when I finally came back to Earth, I felt completely exhausted, covered in sweat, panting like I just ran a marathon, still shivering like crazy. 
I reached inside my pussy and slowly fished the tiny out. She was completely covered in my cum, and as exhausted as me if not more, barely moving and breathing, giving me a thumbs up to confirm she was fine.

“That was the hardest I’ve ever cum in my life” I confessed, and Alex exploded with pride.

I slowly stood up and went to the bathroom, supporting myself with my hands, feeling my legs to unsteady and weak. There, I gently settled Alex in my sink and let a trickle of hot water down, carefully washing her with my fingers. She let me do it without saying anything, too exhausted and enjoying the pampering too much.

After that, I took a towel and gently patted her down, getting her as dry as I could. Leaving her wrapped in the towel, so that she would not get too cold, I stepped into the shower and washed myself as well.

Stepping outside, I wrapped myself in a towel too and took the tiny in my hands again. 
“Would you like to sleep with me tonight? I’d offer to escort you home, but I don’t think I can walk that far” I said, hearing a clear and pleasant giggle coming from her.

“Well, let me think? Would I want to sleep with a naked giant Goddess that just gave me the time of my life? Or would I want to drag myself outside, take a cab and go home alone?” She said, pretending to be thinking deeply about it. 

“Keep talking like that and the naked giant Goddess will shove you up where the sun don’t shine” I said, putting a lot of emphasis on the word Goddess. I liked it. A lot. I never considered myself dominant, but this experience changed everything, and that title felt appropriate. Maybe I had a bit of a worship kink, who knew?

“Don’t threaten me with a good time!” She said, laughing out loud, then snuggling herself against my thumb. “But thank you for being so awesome and open-minded about all of this. I never imagined I would find a human I could do this with.”

“I never even thought of getting sexy with a borrower before, honestly, but you opened up a whole world for me, Alex. So thank you, for taking a chance with me” I said, walking to my room and laying down in bed, still naked and not a care about it.

“Where would you like to sleep?” I asked.

“Well, is that spot taken?” She said, pointing at my cleavage. 

I rolled my eyes, but slid her in between my tits without hesitation. “It just became available” I said. “I’m a pretty heavy sleeper, so please don’t get too bold exploring while I’m out, all right?” I added, just to be sure. 

“Yes, ma’am! I’ll be only slightly inappropriate!” she said, giving me a military salute, then wriggling around to sink in deeper between my tits.

I laid down and took a deep breath, unsure whether I’d be even able to sleep after all of that. What a day! And to think it started so poorly.