"We're approaching our destination!" I called out to the passengers as the vehicle expertly wove its way through the massive black trees that seemed to climb for miles above our heads. You could barely make out the deep purple sky as most the light had been blocked out by Sam's denim jeans. Luckily both the vehicle and the guests had been equipped with high powered flood lights capable of lighting up even the darkest areas. As I carefully maneuvered the vehicle through the thick jungle of Sam's pubic hair, the massive silhouette of our destination rising up in the horizon.

Today was a special tour reserved for only our most frequent guests. After polling the members from out special tour frequent shrinkers club, "Journey Under the Clitoral Hood" won hands down as the most requested tour choice. Any boyfriend would feel apprehensive asking their girlfriend if he could take a group of thirty people to explore the inside of her clitoral hood, and I would have as well if it hadn't been for the fact that this choice had been Sam's suggestion.

I slowed the vehicle to a crawl as I carefully navigated the ridges of Sam's clitoral hood in an attempt to find my way inside. I swallowed deeply as my eyes trailed downwards to the seemingly endless chasm between Sam's legs beneath us. To pull this off, we had to shrink smaller than usual in order to fit the vehicle inside the gap without hurting Sam. If I had been alone I may have attempted the trek on foot, but with thirty tourists of varying athletic abilities, I really didn't want to risk losing any members down in the depths of her panties. I had been given a grim reality check only a few months prior to the importance of making sure every member of the tour was accounted for at all times.

Finally, with maneuvering skills that could only be achieved after years of travelling over every inch of my beautiful girlfriend's body, Sam's massive clitoris came into sight, carefully hiding beneath the folds of her massive clitoral hood. Sam's ability to act unaware had obviously improved over the years as she had somehow managed to keep from letting her clitoris become erect this long in spite of her hormones obviously racing right about now. That being said, even relaxed, Sam's clitoris was far more massive to us than any mountain we would see normally.

Driving deep into the folds of Sam's Clitoral hood, I put the vehicle into park before turning to the tourists on board.

"We have made it to the deepest part of Mount Clitoris!" I announced proudly. "As promised, you will all have 30 minutes to wander around, looking for any souvenirs you may want to take with you as well as taking any pictures you may want to commemorate today by. Considering our location, I suggest staying fairly close to the vehicle at all times as we may need to make an emergency escape from this location. She may not know we are here, but tiny or not I am sure being so close to the depths of her clitoral hood is having some effect on our giantess today!"

As if on cue, the world around us shook violently as the massive clitoris twitched slightly beside us. If we were normal sized, this twitch would barely be visible, but as small as we were it was as if a massive earthquake had shaken us to our core.

In spite of this, the tourists on board did not get cold feet. In fact, they seemed more excited than ever to get out there knowing that their actions may be putting the unaware giantess into waves of pleasure with no idea as to why. These were clearly veteran tourists.

"I just want to take the time before we head out to thank each and every last one of you." I explained feeling somewhat sentimental. "We take many people on tours here at Giantess Tours, but it is you frequent shrinkers who make it all worth it."

Looking around I smiled as I saw a young mother and a few young adult girls who had joined me on that first tour of Sam so many years ago. When I had originally announced this tour service it had been as a one time event to help me get out of a jam. But now, years later, it had become my main source of income and focus of my life. I was thankful for all of the opportunities I had had, as well as tourists like these who had kept coming back this long. Most of all however, I was thankful for my beautiful giantess Sam who had supported and encouraged me through all of this. If I could spend the rest of my life exploring her body, I would die a happy man.

Opening the doors, the tourists wasted no time grabbing their bags, cameras, and collection tools to explore the dark crevice of Sam's clitoral hood. Once they had all left I hopped off my seat to follow them, but not before pressing a button to alert Sam that it was safe for her to stand up again.

Notification sent, I left the vehicle to delve into the warm musky familiar depths of my giant girlfriend's clitoris

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Hearing the notification on her phone, Sam picked herself up from the couch. In order to ensure the safest drive, she had spent the last twenty minutes lying on the couch with her butt slightly raised which was starting to get uncomfortable. The bigger relief however, was that this meant she would no longer be forced to try and suppress the arousal that had been ever growing beneath her pants.

In spite of being famous as an "Unaware Giantess" whose every nook and cranny you could explore without her knowing, Sam had become incredibly sensitive to feeling where the tiny tourists were on her body at all times. Today being a special event of sorts, Ken had taken the scenic route to get to their destination. (In all honesty, it had been because he knew he would most likely need to cut the actual tour short due to Sam's hornyness but the scenic route sounded nicer on paper!)

Sam had felt the tiny vehicle travel along her throat. She felt them drive through the valley of her cleavage. It took every ounce of her effort not to giggle as she felt them drive along her long toned belly. Due to her angle she had been forced to flex slightly and as such they had traveled down the crease of her abs. She wasn't super muscular, but at their size it must have been like driving through a canyon!

A shiver had gone through her spine as she felt them drive along the crease of her hips under her jeans and panties, and she struggled to keep herself from getting wet as they slowly traveled through her pubic hair towards her clitoris.

The final nail in the coffin however had been when she felt them drive in to her clitoral hood like an irresistible tickle that sent a wave of pleasure through her entire body. She couldn't help herself at that point and let herself enjoy it just a bit. She wondered what kind of cataclysmic effect her tiny twitch would have on the full tour!

Now with the the okay signal given she decided to get herself ready to enjoy this tour to the fullest. This tour both doubled up as a Giantess Tours anniversary as well as an early anniversary present for her and Ken's relationship.

"The boy sure knows the way to a woman's heart..." Sam giggled to herself as she opened the fridge.

Realizing her voice would likely be a bit hoarse if she fully let herself go on this, Sam went to pour herself a glass of milk. It was tricky to hold the carton steady as the tickling on her clitoris had spread out in thirty different directions and was near impossible for her to ignore.

"Oh come on! Just hold out a little longer!" she moaned to her pussy which was growing increasingly wet. "I'll give you all the attention you want later. But let me get hydrated first!"

Sam lifted the glass of milk to her lips before stopping. Scrunching her nose she checked the date on the milk. It was clearly sour.

She had never been one for tracking with tiny details like due dates and it had been harder to keep the milk fresh as Ken had stopped drinking the milk she bought. When she asked him about it he smirked saying that he had found a new favourite type of milk that was easier to get, but didn't go into details where he kept it.

With a sigh, Sam put the glass back down and put the carton back in the fridge. "I guess I'll use my hand for more important things." she smirked to herself as she looked down at her hips.

Sam slowly let her hand glide along her stomach and beneath her wasitband. Her pussy was practically begging her for attention at this point. She had hoped she would make it to the bathroom first but that was looking like it would be impossible now.

She felt her pubic hairs scrape against her fingers in a futile effort to hold them back as her hand traveled along her pubic mound. She had reluctantly asked Ken before if she would have to start shaving when the tours began, but he refused saying her pubic hair added atmosphere and that he personally found it beautiful.

Her finger tip was just about to touch her clitoral hood. Her pussy felt so wet inside at this point that she didn't think it would take much more than a touch for her to orgasm. Before that touch could come however, Sam's attention was drawn away by the sound of a doorbell.

"What lousy timing for a door to door salesman!" Sam fumed marching towards the door. The mood was spoiled but if she sent him away quick enough she could probably recover with the help of the tiny tourists who were working away industriously on her clitoris. When she opened the door however, she was surprised to not see a salesman offering a new water heater or roofing to be done. Instead there stood a young 18 year old girl.

The girl was a slender build though less muscular and toned than Sam's athletic build. She was tan like Sam and with a similar face, but instead of short hair she had long black pigtails kept up with cute accessories. While Sam was standing in a sporty tank top and jeans (which was considered pretty dressed up for her) this girl stood before her in a pretty blue sun dress with white polka dots and high heel shoes.

"SAM!" the young fashionista cried out giving Sam a quick hug, nearly off throwing the tenuous balance she was maintaining with her orgasm. Two soft mounds pushed hard into her chest with the tight hug, the size of which had caught her surprisingly off guard.

"Aren't you happy??" the girl continued. "Your little sister has come to see you before heading off to college!"

Sam was in fact, not happy to see her. It wasn't that she hated her sister. The two were fairly opposite and didn't really have a lot to talk about but she held no resentment against her. But this was really not the best time for an unexpected visit. Today was her anniversary with Ken and she wanted to enjoy it. In fact she was nearly at the point of the highlight of enjoying it when she had been interrupted. In addition to this there was... another reason she didn't want her sister there right now. One that would somehow be even harder to explain.

"Listen, Sarah..." Sam began when a sudden and unignorable sensation came from her clitoris shooting through her entire body. She barely managed to catch herself as her legs tried to give out.

"Sis! Are you okay??" Sarah called out running up to her in concern, but Sam only raised a finger to stop her assuring her she was alright. She was nearing her peak again, and she didn't want anyone to touch her unexpectedly.

"I'm okay..." Sam managed to say. "But listen, I know this is horrible timing and all but I was just about to seriously take a leak before you rung the doorbell and I don't think I can hold it in any longer. Are you able to fend for yourself for a bit??"

"Sis, that's gross..." Sarah replied with a scrunched up nose. "Fine. I won't judge, but I hope you don't talk around your boyfriend like that! It's a miracle enough you got one to begin with! I want to be an auntie some day so you'd better not lose him! Where is he anyways??"

"He's... around..." Sam fought to reply twisting her hips slightly in an effort to relieve the pressure. "He's doing... work stuff right now... I'll tell him you're here afterwards, but now I've gotta go!"

"Eeee..." Sarah marveled looking at Sam. "You look like you're in agony. Just go already before you wet yourself!"

Sarah had barely managed to finish her sentence when Sam ran off towards the upstairs bathroom. The extra distance was a risk, but even if she tried to force herself to remain quiet, she couldn't guarantee she would make no sounds.

She had barely even shut the door before her pants and panties were off and kicked across the room. Sliding across the room she spread her legs to assess the damage.

Her thighs (much like her panties) were completely soaked with her juices. Her lips were wide open and twitching violently. Her clitoris had grown larger than she thought was possible. It rose up like a flagpole almost completely sticking out of her clitoral hood.

"I... can't hold back any longer..." Sam thought to herself before ramming her fingers down into her begging lips below.

The dark crevices we were in was suddenly filled with light. I had just been marveling at the sheer amount of self restraint Sam had been managing when I saw the sky open up with the familiar sight of our bathroom floor.

No sooner had we become bathed in light than two massive tan pillars came crashing down violently around us as Sam plunged her fingers deep into her pussy. Sam was usually a girl who liked to take it slowly, letting her fingers slowly and seductively drag along her skin in an attempt to give us the best possible view. The fact that she was going this fast was just a sign of how hot she must have been feeling.

The entire group gathered around me as we watched in awe as the massive fingers worked tirelessly away completely filling the immense moist cavern beneath us. We could hear her panting and groaning travelling through her body, but she seemed to be a touch quieter than usual.

As the ground beneath us began to tremble I ordered everyone back into the vehicle quickly. Everyone being veterans complied without complaint and soon we had all filed back into the tiny vehicle. Once everyone was in their seats I activated the newest safety feature I had installed. A special bar came around each seat supporting the passengers' heads while also keeping them in place. These special G-Force bars were a safety feature I designed for this specific tour in mind. My own safety seat was specially designed to hold me in place but also give me access to full vehicle controls I could activate with my fingers.

Peering back in the rearview mirrors I noticed the guests excitedly watching the screens on their seats which allowed them to view the exterior from any angle in spite of them not being able to move. The camera angle could be chosen by the controls at their fingertips and would be recorded for purchase up to a month after the tour.

I was about to attempt a maneuver I had never tried before. It was a maneuver I could only have confidence in because of how many of these tours I had given over the years, and how in tune with Sam's body I felt I had become.

"Are you guys all ready for the escape of your lives?" I called back. The passengers all looked up both antsy but eager.

Feeling the rhythm of Sam's body change once again, I put the vehicle into full throttle driving as fast as I could towards the exterior of Sam's clitoris. Once we had exited the hood, I pulled the vehicle sideways and began driving up the side of Sam's clitoris, a feat that could only be achieved at such speeds. We continued driving further and further along until finally we drove off the edge and began to plunge down below.

People on board screamed, but it was the screams of a thrill park not of terror as they had come to trust my driving over the years. In front of us we could see the massive gaping opening of Sam's vagina twitching before us as Sam had removed her fingers and begun focusing more on her clitoris. Then, just as we were over the widest part of Sam's gaping cavern, the vehicle started to shake as a strong wind came towards us. The wind was followed by a torrent of thick liquids as our vehicle as shot up miles into the air by Sam's orgasmic squirting.

From our new height we could see Sam lying on her back, with her smooth muscular legs spread apart. It was an incredibly erotic angle and I heard a lot of screenshot buttons being activated as guests madly attempted to remember this angle forever.

As the vehicle began to descend again I activated the parachute which let us casually fall to the ground.

Sam still lay on the ground gasping and giggling to herself as we drove out of the bathroom. I made sure to take the scenic route around her body on the way out before making my way back to a garage box I had kept nearby just in case. Once the vehicle was safely secured I made my way outside before growing myself to full size and carrying the box out back to where I kept the vehicle parked. Once I grew the vehicle back to full size the guests all disembarked one by one laughing and chatting while carrying bags full of precum and other souvenirs they had managed to scrape from the inside of Sam's clitoral hood.

I had just waved goodbye to the last of the guests who had all asked when the next tour would be. As I turned around I noticed Sam standing out of their sight sheepishly.

"Hey! Was it fun?" I asked her approaching her and rubbing her arm. "It was an amazing sight for us and I was really surprised at how long you manged to hold out! The guests were really happy!"

"My sister's here..." Sam explained bluntly cutting me from my thoughts.

"Oh..." I replied embarrassed. "umm... we didn't put you in an awkward situation did we?"

Sam shook her head. "It's not that but.... Can we talk for a bit... somewhere where she won't see us??"

I couldn't help but feel nervous at how awkward Sam was looking right now, but after careful thought I nodded my head. "I think I know of a place we can hide."