A black sedan pulled into a lightly snow-covered driveway on a cold December night. The engine turned off, and out stepped Vincent. He had arrived at his best friend Will's house, for a birthday celebration. Vince was turning 26 in a few days, and Will offered to have a little get together for him at his house, since it was more spacious than Vincent's. Truth be told, Vince didn't even really want to make a big deal out of his birthday, he never cared much for getting gifts, but his friends insisted.

As he came out of the car he reached in and pulled out a 6 pack of beer that he brought along with him. He noticed that there are already 3 other cars there; he was the last to arrive for his own birthday celebration. After ringing the doorbell he expected to have Will greet him, but instead it was Julia, Will's older sister and the owner of the house.

Julia is a cute girl, older than Vincent by a few years, with long hair that she regularly dyes black. Julia was a goth girl since she was in middle school and she had only sort of grew out of it. Instead of abandoning her gothic ways entirely, she merely adapted them into a more grown up sense of style. On this particular night she was wearing a black dress that stopped just a few inches short of her knees, black tights, dark red lipstick, and a rather intricate silver pentacle that hung around her neck. Vince had only met her a couple times and he always felt awkward around her since he found her so attractive, and knowing she was his best friend's sister, he was almost scared to talk to her for fear he might say or do something inappropriate.

"Hey! Come on in, birthday boy!" Julia said with a smile.
 
Vince looked at the ground timidly and managed out an awkward "H-hey, Julia. Nice to see you." Julia gave him a birthday hug and he could feel his face turn red and his heart begin to race.

"Who invited this motherfucker?" Will said as he rounded the corner and came over to greet Vince.

"Certainly not me, I barely wanna be here!" Vince joked, although some part of him really did feel that way. Nonetheless, his friendly banter was met with laughter, and the trio moved down the hall and into the living room where the rest of the party was hanging out.

Upon entering, Vince saw the rest of his friend group; Charlie and his girlfriend Rachel, Alex, and Thomas. They were all sitting around a table playing a card game of some sort. Will and Julia returned to their seats, while Vince popped open one of his beers and sat down in the only available seat, which happened to be next to Julia. Throughout the night everyone drank enough to maintain a buzz, but Vince's nerves urged him to get especially wasted. Will gave him an especially strong beer to try, and Vince didn't hesitate to guzzle it down within only a couple of minutes. The night began to blur together.

Vince looked at his phone, 10:30 pm. He looked at the table, they were no longer playing the first card game, and had moved onto a drinking game. Vince suddenly felt ill, he excused himself to the bathroom where he promptly threw up in the toilet. Vince returned to the table, and looked at his phone, 11:43 pm. A large bottle of water slammed down next to him, it caused him to jump slightly and he looked over to see Julia's hand leave the bottle.

"Drink this next, would you?" she said to him with a bit of concern in her voice.

Vince examined the bottle for a second then looked at her and pretended like he didn't know what it was. "Wa... ter..? Uhhh, what's the ABV in this thing?" He rotated the bottle repeatedly pretending to search for an alcohol content listed somewhere.

His friends laughed but Julia stifled her laughter. "You're not as humorous as you think you are. I don't need you vomiting again, just drink the damn water."

Vince opened the bottle and took a large drink. Thomas asked him a question about something they had discussed earlier that day, and Vince had to look it up as he couldn't remember all the details. Vince looked at his phone, 1:22 am, he clumsily swiped to unlock the screen. He opened his internet browser so he could look it up, however he had forgotten that Julia was still standing right over his shoulder. He looked at his home screen on his browser, and almost every quick access button for his frequently visited sites were giantess-related. Panic set in and he quickly tried to change tabs. However, when the button is pressed to change tabs, the browser has to display all of the currently open tabs so that one can be selected. His tabs to pick from were GiantessWor...; Vore and In...; and Recipe for C...

'FUCK' he thought.

He was terrified she would see his salacious tabs so he just closed everything at once and opened a fresh tab. Unfortunately, the fresh tab still has the quick access buttons containing all of his frequently visited giantess sites and forums, so he very quickly performed a search to get it off that screen. Still unsure if Julia saw anything or not, he calmed himself down mentally, and assured himself that if she had seen anything, she probably would have began to act creeped out by him, but she hadn't. In fact, Julia acted quite the same as she always did: nice and friendly, not even finding it in her to jokingly insult anyone.

"Here, you can sleep with these, ya fuckin drunk." Will said as he tossed a pillow and blanket to Vince.

Time had blurred together quite hard and it felt to Vince as if he had just awoken from a dream, although he was still standing in the living room, now with a blanket and pillow under his arm. He looked at his phone, 4:34 am. He laid down on the couch to get some rest, hoping to sleep off all the alcohol he'd consumed. As he drifted off to sleep he dwelled on his past, and he remembered a conversation that him and his ex-wife, Sophie, had just over a year ago.

"How can you even love me? I'm only 5'4." The slightly upset Sophie asked.

Vince laughed.

"Don't laugh! I'm serious. If you're so deeply devoted to the idea of being with a giant girl, how do I know you won't just up and leave me for a girl whose 6'4 without heels?" Sophie said with jealousy in her voice.

"It's... More complicated than that. Much, much more complicated. The fantasies aren't for real, you know? They're for fun, like roleplay. Kind of like a... Sexual aid." Vince explained. "My silly fantasies have no bearing on real life." Vince held Sophie's hands in his. "You know I love you. I love you how you are, I don't need you to be any taller."

Sophie couldn't help but smile a little, but she still wasn't completely convinced that her husband was telling the whole truth.

Vince's eyes shot open, only to be immediately assaulted by rays of impossibly bright light. He struggled to keep his eyes open before rolling over and facing the back of the couch, but not before clutching his phone from the nearby coffee table. Vince clicked the power button on the side of his phone, fully expecting it to be well past noon. The time was 11:34 am. 'That's all?' he thought to himself. He would normally get more sleep than that.

Will walked into the living room dressed in his work uniform. "Hey man, you feelin' better today? You got pretty fucking shitted last night." He said with a bit of genuine concern.

"Yeah I'm a little better I think" Vince said as he stood up, before promptly stumbling a bit and catching himself on the arm of the couch. "I think I may be a bit drunk still though."

Will laughed, "Well I've gotta head to work. Help yourself to some coffee and water and feel free to sleep here until you're, ya know, not so fucked up. I don't want you crashing your fucking car."

Vince nodded in agreement. Will headed down the short hallway to the front door and Vince lagged behind him a bit. As Will opened the door and was about to walk out, he paused and looked over his shoulder. "Oh, and I think Julia's still asleep so don't make too much noise, ok? Maybe refrain from jerking off until she's left the house too." Will said, trying to keep a straight face.

"Alright, I'll try." Vince said with a smirk.

Will smirked back. "Ok, see ya later." Will said as he left for work, leaving Vince alone in the house with Julia.

Vince couldn't help but feel overwhelming anxiety, he was pretty sure he acted quite natural around her last night, when he was completely drunk off his ass, but how was he going to act cool around her now? He was in no shape to drive yet so he couldn't leave, leaving him no way to escape the no-doubt awkward morning-after conversation they might have, especially if she had seen his browser tabs. He decided it'd be best to go back to the couch and at least pretend to sleep so if she came out she wouldn't talk to him at all. Vince turned around and went back down the hall and into the living room, where to his surprise Julia was standing, and was seemingly wide awake and holding two cups of coffee.

"Hey, I was surprised to see you had awoken so early! I made us some coffee" Julia said as she walked forward towards Vince, and offered him one of the mugs.

With a slightly shaky hand he accepted the coffee and took a drink, it was a very full-flavored coffee and he detected a sort of flowery note in the taste. He was unsure of what was in it, but it was enjoyable so he didn't question it, and took another large drink. Julia was wearing the same black dress and tights she had been wearing the night before.

Vince, trying to ease his tension, mused about it.  "What, did you pass out drunk too? You're still dressed like you're going to that club from The Matrix."

Julia looked almost embarrassed, or like she got caught in some misdoing. "I uh... Yeah. I was pretty tired, and-and a little inebriated so I just went to bed... Like this."

Vince felt a little bad for putting her on the spot, then suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his stomach, like someone had just gut punched him without warning. "Oh, fuck!" he exclaimed with a pained groan. He set down the now half-empty mug on the nearby table and sat in a chair.

"Are you alright?" Julia came over and put her hand on his shoulder.

He looked up at her, and was seeing doubles and triples of her dancing around in his vision like a flickering flame. "I don't feel good at all." He said weakly. He could hear his own voice in distorted tones. "I think I need to go lay back down." His vision went completely dark.

Vince's eyes struggled to open as he slowly regained consciousness, all he could see in his blurry vision was the bed he was laying on and a black nearby wall. He was laying on his side on a bed of some sort, definitely not the couch he slept on the night before, and most certainly not his own bed. The fabric of the comforter was soft under his hands and had a peculiar feel to it, as though it had large clumps of the soft stuffing inside that went up and down like little hills and valleys. He noticed that his head wasn't actually on a pillow, but on one such clump of the comforter's stuffing.

He rolled onto his back and opened his eyes wider, trying to focus his vision on the ceiling, but was finding it hard to do so. 'Weird' he thinks to himself, 'The ceiling looks so damn far away'. He reached up with one hand as if to try and get a feel for the distance, and suddenly a long shadow stretched over the bed and enveloped him.

Julia, appearing before him towering as high as a skyscraper even in a sitting position, looked down at him with her gentle eyes.  "Finally~, you're awake again!" her voice excitedly boomed down at him like distant thunder.

Vince was still out of it and couldn't quite grasp what was happening. He was unsure of why the scale of the room seemed so off, or why Julia was sitting next to his head looking down at him, and sounded like she was speaking so loudly, and yet in a normal tone of voice and as though she was yelling from the top of a cliff.

"How are you feeling?" Julia said softly with a concerned look on her face.

Her hand came into view, filling up Vince's entire field of vision, and rushed down to his aid. With just her index finger she tenderly stroked his head, and sensually moved her finger down to stroking his chest as well. The sudden realization of what was happening jolted Vince into an upright sitting position. He quickly looked to his left and his right, and on either side he saw Julia's black pantyhose-laden thighs reaching high above his vision. Straight ahead he saw the rest of her legs stretching far into the distance. He turned around and could see up her silky black dress, her white panties clearly visible through her tights. His eyes scanned up her entire enormous figure before meeting up with her face. She was looking down at him with a look of eager excitement, the kind a child might have when they get a brand new toy.

Julia suddenly looked as though she was trying to remember something, before giving her head a slight shake, then proudly wearing a smirk on her face as she echoed down to Vince "Like what I've done with the place, little guy? We are going to have so much fun together!"

Vince was an odd combination of awestruck, terrified, and incredibly turned on by the revelation that he had been shrunk down to about 2 inches tall. If he had already been intimidated by Julia's beauty and presence, then he was absolutely mortified by it now. He sat there in a stunned silence, waiting for what she might do next.

"Now..." continued Julia, "You should remove your clothes for this next part, as I think..." Julia's voice fizzled out into a deafened ringing sound.

Hearing Julia talk like that made Vince feel like he had been shell shocked by heavy artillery, and although she was still talking all he could hear was white noise. Vince didn't budge, his throat was dried up like a salt flat after a nuclear explosion, he felt light-headed and dizzy, and his entire body was visibly shaking.

"Well? What are you waiting for, little one?" Julia playfully teased.

Vince mustered up a bit of strength, just enough to mutter out "I-I, J-Julia maybe we sh-should-" His nervous stammering was cut off by Julia giggling like an excited school girl.

"Oh my, you're way too small! I can't hear you at all from down there!" Julia repositioned herself into a laying position on her stomach and leaned her face in, just inches from Vince. "There, now maybe I can make some sense out of your tiny little squeaks. What were you saying?" She looked on with inquisitive eyes, her face held in her hands, as she waited for Vince's response.

Julia's teasing about his size certainly wasn't helping Vince's confidence, nor his overwhelming attraction to her, it felt like one of his fantasies came to life. After what felt like an eternity Vince finally found his courage again and blurted out "Wh-why are you- You're Will's s-sister and uhm, we shouldn't uhm... Wa-wait, how?!" Vince sounded as though he was going to have a heart attack. His breath became very short and his eyes began welling up with tears.

Julia's face shifted quickly from amusement to concern. She reached her massive hand towards Vince to comfort him, and he flinched slightly before allowing her hand on him. She stroked his back lightly with her index finger, then gently scooped him up with both hands and brought him close to her face, his whole body trembling.

"Hey, relax a little." Julia spoke to him in a very soft tone. "I wasn't trying to scare you, I just thought you enjoyed when girls did stuff like this to you." She looked down at the bed feeling bad for Vince, and a bit embarrassed for herself.

Her gentle, soothing voice actually did calm him down a bit, however, and he was able to articulate a little more clearly. "Why though? And... And how...?" Vince found himself again at a loss for words.

Julia gently set him down on the nightstand beside her bed, walked over to a nearby bookcase, and came back with what could only be described as a thick grimoire. She set the gargantuan book upright on the wooden surface next to Vince, resting her hand on top of it to hold it in place. Vince gazed up at the huge black leather-bound monolith, the cover of which was intricately decorated with golden patterns and arcane symbols, but no words of a title to be found.

"Let us begin with the 'how' shall we?" Julia said in a perky tone. "This tome has been in my family for generations. How many? I have no idea, but I'm fairly certain this book is older than the United States." She chuckled at her own musing, then continued. "In my family's traditions, the women are the rulers of the household, because the women are the only ones who have the gift."

"The gift?" Vince said, almost afraid to know where this conversation was heading.

"Yes, the gift. You know, the connection to the dark arts. Do you know the Malleus Maleficarum? Well, that accursed text got one thing right: Only a woman can handle the dark energies required to perform witchcraft!" Julia sounded rather proud of that fact.

"So the whole goth girl get-up, that's not just for show?" Vince said skeptically.

"No, it is not just for show!" Julia clutched the pentacle hanging around her neck, sounding rather serious. "Anyway, I have studied this book ever since I could read it. I know all of its contents cover-to-cover, and on page seven hundred and twenty one there are instructions on how to make a size-manipulating potion. Just a few easy to find herbs and flowers, but that's not what gives power to the potion, that part comes from me. Or rather, a witch has to empower it or else it won't work."

All the while Julia talked, Vince was rendered completely breathless by how confidently she boasted about using Satanic magic to shrink him.

Julia continued "You can mix the tincture with damn near any liquid, and as long as the target drinks it, their 'form will be made most diminutive', or so the book says. How small they get depends on the dosage, so just imagine how tiny you'd be had you finished that entire mug?" She had returned to her teasing tone.

"That goddamn flowery-ass coffee!" Vince said angrily. Julia's only response was a sadistic little laugh. "Well that still doesn't explain wh-" Vince began to shout.

"I'm getting there! Do try to be patient." Julia cleared her throat, then continued "Along with my thick mysterious grimoire full of spells, potions, and incantations, I also have the power to read minds. Not like in the movies, I can't literally hear your voice in my head, but if I concentrate, I can sense how you're feeling, what you're thinking about, what your desires are. The more time spent focusing on one person, the more information I can extract from their mind, and well, you were passed out on my couch for hours!"

"You read my mind while I was sleeping?!" Vince was in total disbelief.

"Well yeah, I was so excited about what I had planned I couldn't sleep, so I snuck out to the living room and read your thoughts for a while, and wow, you have some serious issues!" Julia laughed.

"I have issues?! I'm not the one invading other people's private thoughts and then shrinking them against their will!" Vince was starting to sound desperate "Just... Just turn me back to normal so I can go home and be miserable some more. We'll just forget all of this Twilight Zone shit happened!"

Julia made a fake pouting face "Aww c'mon, little Vince, don't you want to have fun with me~? I know you've been hurt in the past, but I'm giving you an opportunity. You can live out your silly little giantess fantasies for real." Julia wore a smug grin "I know you withheld plenty of information from your ex-wife. You think about her a lot, even while you sleep. She thought you were off your rocker already, and she didn't even know the half of it!"

Vince just looked down at the surface of the nightstand, unable to formulate a response to such a deep-cutting statement.

"But that's all in the past now. Now you have me, and you'll find no judgment at all from me. I've already seen what sort of things you think about. They don't bother me. Some of them are sort of... Cute. I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't want to. It will just be our little secret~" Julia's confident smile hadn't faded for even a second while she teased Vincent mercilessly.

Vince pleaded with the giant woman, who was feeling more and more like his captor rather than a friend "Look, Julia, those are just fantasies. They aren't real. It's all just for... For fun, like-"

"Roleplay, yes I know." Julia stated impatiently. "You said the same thing to Sophie, 'a sexual aid', was it? We both know that's bullshit, don't we?"

"No, it isn't bullshit! None of it is meant to be taken seriously. I don't actually want a giant girl to..." Vince trailed off, ashamed to continue openly talking about his fantasies to her.

"To what?" Julia asked rhetorically, as she leaned in towards Vince. "To... Step on you?" Julia smirked and leaned in slightly closer. "Shove you inside of her pussy?" She leaned in even closer, her face now just half an inch away from Vince's minuscule frame.
Julia's voice became soft and sensual, as she licked her lips "Or perhaps... Swallow you?"

Vince stumbled backwards as he tried to get away from her. Julia backed off to her original position, before continuing "Judging by that noticeable little bulge in your pants, it can't all just be for fun."

It was true, Vince was incredibly turned on just by her presence, and the way she talked to him was definitely making it difficult for him to hide the effect she was having on him. He wasn't sure how to respond so he again found himself unable to move, waiting for Julia to act again.

"Now, I believe you when you say that your fantasies are, in fact, just fantasies and that you don't want to die. So if you value your life, you should listen to me, and take off your clothes like I requested!"

"Julia... I'm not going to do that. I-" Vince's words were cut short as Julia plucked him up with two gentle fingers. From Vince's perspective, it felt like he was being suspended hundreds of feet in the air by a flimsy harness. He became lightheaded and a little dizzy from the sight.

"Well, I made an attempt. I guess you really do want to die after all?" Julia said in a playful tone. "Here's what's going to happen. You're going to go on my floor, and I'm going to slowly count to thirty. If by the time I hit thirty, you aren't naked, my foot is going to come down on you with all of my weight. At your size, it'd be like... The entire weight of Mount Everest falling on you, focused into the surface area of a car. Understand?" Julia smirked and leaned down to set Vince down on the floor.

"Julia, wa-wait! Stop! I don't want-" Vince pleaded, but it was too late, she had completely ignored his cries and he was already on the floor right next to her bed. He looked up to see her massive stocking-covered foot looming high above him. Julia began counting out loud, and her voice echoed like someone yelling into a canyon.

"One~... Two~... Three~... Four~..."

Vince was in a panic, he went back and forth in his head wondering if Julia was really capable of crushing him to death like she threatened. After all, he didn’t know her that well and he had no idea if she was secretly some sort of psychopath. He looked toward the door to the room, and for a moment, contemplated trying to escape, but he knew there was nothing he could do even if he did somehow manage to get out. As erotic as the thought of someone as attractive as Julia stepping on him was, he knew he didn't really want to die. He began stripping his clothes off fearing she might actually follow through with her threat.

"Twenty-two~... Twenty-three~... Twenty-four~..."

'SHIT' Vince thought. 'How has so much time passed already?' He had just barely taken off his shirt and belt, and was currently taking his pants off.

"Twenty-nine~... Thirty! Ready or not, here I come~"

Julia moved her foot so she could see Vince's progress. The tiny Vince laid there stunned with no shirt on and his pants halfway off. Julia giggled a little at the sight.

"Oh, that's as far as you made it?" Julia giggled again and reached down and gently shoveled the tiny and terrified Vince up in her hand "Come here, at least you tried, little guy."

Julia gently pulled his pants the rest of the way off, then very carefully pulled at his boxers by pinching them between her black painted fingernails. She managed to take them all the way off as Vince laid on her hand nervously. Now that he was completely exposed she could see just how much she affected him.

"Oh my, little one, you are quite turned on, aren't you? Just my presence is enough to do that to you, is it? I didn't realize your little fetish was so strong~" Julia leaned in close and licked her lips devilishly. "I bet you've never been sucked off by a giant girl before, have you?"

Vince couldn't even begin to form a reply to such an unbelievable question, and Julia's mouth was already quickly approaching. Her lips began to part just as she got close enough to suck Vince in.

"J-Julia! Wait! Wait! St-stop, please!" Vince pleaded as his heart began pounding out of his chest.

Julia completely ignored his begs for mercy and didn't say a word, her tongue came out and gently cushioned Vince's underside as it pulled him into her mouth, stopping him just as his genitals slid inside of her. Vince was completely powerless to the events taking place, his sense of reality was being re-shaped, Julia was his god now. She began gently sucking on him, while her tongue skillfully found its way between his legs, and began lapping at his erection. She held up his upper body in her hand, and he braced himself against her soft, dark red lips while he breathed staccato breaths and moaned heavily. Julia let out a soft giggle and a moan of her own. Vince was in total ecstasy and couldn't help but to moan her name.

"Oh fuck... Julia... that feels... so fucking... good!" He managed to say in between breaths. Julia moaned back almost as if to agree. "Julia... put me in-"

Before Vince could even finish his sentence, Julia cooed softly and didn't hesitate for even a second, her lips parted slightly and with the hand she had been holding him with, she slid him all the way into her mouth. The inside of Julia's mouth was like another ecosystem, it was dark and humid, but had a pleasant minty smell. Vince laid face down on her wet and slippery tongue with his arms outstretched as if to embrace it. He began kissing her tongue and grinding against it, and suddenly he was pushed up against the roof of her mouth. Waves of her thick saliva began washing over him as she sucked on him like a piece of hard candy. It was all almost too intense for him, it felt like he was being repeatedly pushed under crashing ocean waves and he even began accidentally ingesting large amounts of her spit as she sucked on him. Just as he felt like it was becoming too much, she suddenly let up, allowing him time to breathe.

Vince thought how nice it would be if he could actually see, as the sight of being inside Julia's cavernous mouth would probably drive him over the edge. Again, all too conveniently, her mouth opened a little allowing light to come in. Vince took in the surroundings of her mouth while turning around to look at her throat. For a split second, his most deviant desires took over and he almost wished she would swallow him along with a big pool of her saliva. Julia's tongue raised up under him, he wrapped his arms around it again, clutching to it for safety as her tongue continued to curl back. He was now just one slip away from actually falling into her throat, and the thought was so exciting he couldn't contain himself any more.

While clinging to Julia's huge tongue he experienced possibly the most euphoric orgasm he's ever had, he grinded against her tongue and shook and shivered while gasping for air. All the while he could hear and feel Julia moaning in equal measure, if he didn't know any better, he'd say it sounded like she was climaxing at the same time he was.
There was a brief few moments where both Vince and Julia were heavily breathing in unison. Vince could feel the gusts of Julia's hot breaths blowing over him, while he stayed clinging to her tongue for fear he might accidentally fall and be swallowed up by her throat.

Suddenly Julia's tongue shifted as she pressed him against the roof of her mouth again, and sucked on him for a couple more seconds, washing him clean and swallowing all of his semen, before spitting him out into her hand. Julia inspected Vince's tiny body. He laid on his back in the palm of her hand, completely covered in a thick layer of saliva, his chest pounding like a bass drum and his lungs heaving for fresh air like it was the first time he had ever breathed.

"I... Didn't hurt you, did I?" Julia asked sounding a little concerned. "I'm so sorry if I did, but I was reading you while you were in there and it certainly felt like you were... enjoying yourself, to say the least."

Vince was too weak to respond so he just gave a thumbs up before letting his arm crash back down beside him.

"That's good. You know, part of my telepathic power allows me to feel what the person I'm reading is feeling, and my god, what you felt in there felt so fucking good! I know me saying that is dumb because you already know it felt good, but fuck, I've never felt something so good even during sex! I somehow continue to underestimate how much you love being played with~" Julia grabbed some tissues from the bedside table and offered one to Vince. "Here, let's get you cleaned up a bit, little guy. we've only just started and I've got a lot more fun things in store for both of us!"

Vince used the oversized tissue to dry himself off, and then wrapped himself in it like a large blanket. Still sitting in Julia's hand, he motioned her to come closer. Julia instead brought her hand closer to her face and looked on with curious eyes.

"Julia, if we're going to keep doing this, I think we need to clear some things up." He said sternly.

"Oh yeah?" Julia said, sounding genuinely inquisitive.

"Yeah, well, first off, cut it out with the 'little guy' shit. It's so fucking tacky, I feel like I'm some hack writer's self-insert!"

Julia chuckled at him, in an almost mocking manner. "Well, it is an apt descriptor for you, isn't it? You're little and you're a guy. Tiny, in fact. Perhaps you'd prefer if I called you 'tiny man' instead?"

"God no! Trust me, that one is way overused! Just maybe... Come up with something more original, if you can't stand to think of me as your equal?"

"Don't be silly, of course you're my equal! You're not any less a person to me, but me being what I am, I can't help but know what you like. And I happen to know that you like being mercilessly teased by a girl who is much, much bigger than you~"

Vince almost raised his voice in protest, but realized it was no use. The girl is a mind reader, and she's been in his mind long enough to know what a degenerate he is. He knew she was right, every time she teased him he felt tingly and warm, it was like being verbally hugged.

"Verbally hugged?" Julia laughed.

"Hey!" Vince looked almost offended. "Are you just poking around in my brain all the time now? I wouldn't spend too much time in there."

"Sorry! It's hard to help it when we're making direct physical contact like this. To read someone I need to be close enough to do so, but if we're touching it's like being hardwired directly into the source. Sorry to say, but if we're gonna be intimate, you'll just have to deal with the fact that I'll be able to read you like a tiny little open book." Julia gently tapped Vince's head with her index finger.

"I still feel like I never got a solid answer." Vince said, trying to steer the conversation.

"For...?" Julia wore the same look she had earlier, as if she was trying to remember something. "Oh! For why I did all this?"

Vince nodded.

"Well that's easy. It's because I think you are just adorable! I know we've only met a few times, but every time I see you I can't help but take gentle peers into your mind. Each time, I would see a little more of you. I knew you liked me already. You think I'm cute. You really like this outfit I'm wearing, you like my eyes and the way I speak, and last night, I saw the last piece of you that I needed."

"That being...?"

"That you're like me. A lonely little pervert who feels like no one will ever love them for who they are."

"Are you calling yourself a pervert?" Vince looked at her in disbelief.

"Well, unfortunately... Yes." Julia sounded hesitant. "I-I may seem meek and shy but inside I feel an overwhelming desire to..." Julia, for the first time today, seemed a bit sheepish.

"To what?" Vince demanded to know more.

"To... uh... D-dominate..." The confidence in Julia's voice drained with each word she spoke.

"What do you mean?"

"Yeah, you know..." Julia seemed too embarassed to continue.

"No because unlike you, I'm not a fuckin' mind reader, Julia!" Vince's anger almost sounded real.

"Like... Be dominant... In-in bed." Julia's face turned bright red and she could no longer maintain eye contact with Vince.

"So what's the problem? There's millions of guys who would love that, me included."

"You'd fucking think so, but what are the odds of actually fucking meeting one? Every boyfriend I've ever had is the same, they all just want me to bend over and get fucked. They wanna pull my hair and call me a dirty slut while they have their way with me. Every single one of them." Julia's eyes became slightly teary as she spoke. "Their stupid little fragile egos couldn't possibly stand being respectful, let alone submissive to a girl! My longest relationship was almost two years. He was a great guy and we got on great, and then one day he just broke it off, with his only explanation being that I was a 'kinky weirdo'."

Julia sounded like she was on the verge of actually crying now. "He treated me like I was subhuman, and for what? Because of sexual preferences that are out of my control?" Julia looked down at the bed as she started to weep, tear drops that could easily fill a swimming pool began rolling down her now rosy cheeks. Vince sat in Julia's hand not knowing just how to console a crying girl that was bigger than a mountain.

"I... I'm sorry. I don't even know what to say to that." Vince said, sounding dismayed.

"You don't have to say anything, remember?" Julia sniffled. "I can feel what you're thinking... It feels a lot like how I feel about it."

Julia stopped crying, and lifted her head back up as Vince had gently tapped her wrist to get her attention. Vince unwrapped himself from the tissue and offered it to Julia. Her lips halfway returned to the cheerful smile she had on earlier, as she accepted the tissue and wiped her eyes with the half of it that was still dry.

"Thanks. I know you think you're some big, bad, stone-cold hardass, but when it comes down to it, you're just a little fucking sweetheart." Julia teased.

"Well, I don't think I'm in any position to be big or bad at the moment." They both laugh at his lame musing.

Vince was always infatuated with Julia, but for the first time he felt a genuine connection with her, in a way he never thought he would. His heart began to race, as Julia's blue eyes struck into him like lightning. Vince was suddenly caught off guard by Julia's hand moving. She pressed him against her chest with both hands, right over her heart. She squeezed him against her skin as tightly as she could, while still being delicate enough to not hurt him. Vince put his ear to her chest, her heart was pounding at the same rate his was.

"You feel that? That's how you feel to me when I read you." Julia spoke to him softly.

Vince didn't respond, because he didn't need to. He simply stretched his arms out and did his best approximation of a hug that he could. Julia's face lit up as she began stroking Vince's back. For the first time in a while, Vincent and Julia both remembered what it felt like to be loved.