Babysitting Blues (Story)

[khofer23]

Babysitting Blues (GT)

I couldn't believe that today was my 15th birthday, and here I was stuck babysitting my neighbor's kids.  Today was Friday, and I had hoped to spend the whole night with my two best friends, Laura and David, but unfortunately things came up on both of their ends, and neither of them could make it.  I didn't blame them, but it still pretty much sucked.
         I had decided that maybe I would go to a movie or something, just so I was sitting home all night like a loser, when the doorbell rang.  It was Mr. and Mrs. Stevens from a few doors down.  They explained that something had come up and they had to unexpectedly go out of town for the night, and they were desperate for a babysitter.  I felt bad about saying no, since I really had nothing else to do, and without wanting to I agreed.
         I was now in their house as they hurried about, making sure they had everything they needed for their trip.  I actually had forgotten to ask if they planned on paying me for the evening, but I figured it didn't really matter.  I had babysat for their kids before, and they were usually pretty well-behaved, so I figured it would be an easy evening.
         "If it looks like we won't be back in the morning, we'll call." Mr. Stevens said, his briefcase in hand and his coat slung over his arm.
         "Help yourself to anything in the fridge." Mrs. Stevens said as they walked out the front door and shut it behind them.
         I sighed and walked back into the living room.  Daniel, their 9-year-old song, was sitting on the floor of the living room watching television.  He had light brown hair in a sort of bowl-cut.  He was so fixated on the TV that I'm not sure he would have noticed if a bomb went off in the kitchen.
         Megan, their 11-year-old daughter, was nowhere to be seen.  I figured she was probably upstairs in her room, playing with dolls or whatever it was that girls her age did.
         They had another daughter, who was a year older than me, but I was told that she was sleeping over a friend's house tonight.
         I walked past the couch and entered the kitchen.  I opened the fridge, mostly out of boredom, and took a look inside.  I wasn't hungry, so I looked to see if there was anything to drink.  There was the usual assortment of sodas and juices that one would expect in a household with kids, but none of it caught my eye.  I was about to close the fridge when I saw a water bottle filled with what looked like iced tea near the back.  I pulled it out and opened the top, smelling the liquid.  It certainly smelled like iced tea.  I took a sip.  It was definitely iced tea, homebrewed from the taste of it, with a strong aftertaste of lemon.  It was good, and I figured I deserved to treat myself to something on my birthday.
         I closed the fridge and continued to drink the iced tea.  I walked across the kitchen toward the counter when I tripped over a case of soda sitting on the floor against the wall.  I managed to grab the counter before I completely fell, but still managed to spill the rest of the iced tea all down the front of my clothes.
         "Ah, dammit!" I said, more annoyed at my own clumsiness than actually angry.  I grabbed a paper towel and dabbed at my clothing.  There hadn't been a lot of the iced tea left, anyway, and my clothes were already starting to dry.  I was wearing a black shirt and dark jeans, so luckily it wasn't going to stain or anything, either.
         I walked back into the living room and sat down on the couch.  Daniel was still fixated on the television.  I had no idea what he was watching, some cartoon action I didn't recognize.  I realized that I suddenly felt very hot, and kid of dizzy.  I laid my head back against the couch cushions, hoping that would help.  Unfortunately, it didn't.  Everything started swimming, and before I knew it everything went dark as I passed out.

***
         I swam back to consciousness feeling groggy.  I slowly opened my eyes, but nothing I saw was registering.  I was laying on a warm, soft surface.  I rolled over and attempted to sit up.  My vision blurred, but then seemed fine.  Weirdly large shapes jutted up all around me at odd angles.  I stood up and realized where I was.  I was still in the living room, still on the couch, too.  I was just seeing everything on a different scale.  Somehow...I think I had shrunk.
         Oh, my god.  This is...this isn't possible.  This can't happen in real life, there's no way.  Yet here I was, tiny and standing on a giant couch in the indent where I had been sitting when I was regular size.  At least my clothes had somehow shrunk with me.
         I thought back, and the only explanation I could come up with was the iced tea.  I drank most of it, then spilled the rest of it on my clothes.  I couldn't even begin to imagine what was in that iced tea, or what it was doing in the fridge in the first place.  What I needed to focus on now was getting help.  But how could I do that?  I was trapped in a giant house with two giant little kids that I was supposed to be babysitting.  There weren't going to be any adults here until tomorrow morning at the earliest, but possibly longer than that.
         Oh, no.  The kids.  I looked across the vast living room and saw that Daniel was no longer in front of the TV.  I saw movement to my left and turned to see Daniel walking towards me from the kitchen.  He got bigger and bigger until he was standing right in front of me.  All I could do was stare in horror at the giant 9-year-old boy looming over me, wearing only a pair of briefs and a t-shirt.  I backed away, but stumbled and fell onto my ass.
         I prayed that Daniel wouldn't see me, but he was suddenly looking right at me.  His eyes lit up with surprise, and before I could react a hand shot down and grabbed me.  I was not wrapped in this giant youngster's fist, his warm skin causing me to sweat.  I struggled, but it was useless.  This giant little boy's was far too strong for me at this size.  His eyes marveled at my little body trapped in his fist.
         Daniel dashed up the stairs with my tiny body gripped tightly in his fist.  He entered his room and shut the door.  I didn't know what this giant kid had in store for me, but I was terrified.  At my current size he could do anything he wanted, and no one would ever have to know.  I felt a twinge in my penis at that thought.  Something about it was almost...arousing.  I didn't know why, and I didn't even want to think about it.
         "Are you an action figure?" Daniel asked as he sat down on his bed.  He opened his palm and I stood up in it the best I could.
         "No, Daniel, I'm not an action figure!  I'm your babysitter, but somehow I shrunk!" I yelled up to him.
         "Really?" He asked.
         "Yes!" I replied.
         "How did you get so small?" He asked.
         "I'm not sure...I think it was from the iced tea in the fridge." I said.
         "Woow!" He exlaimed.
         "Look, Daniel, could you take me to your sister?  I think she can help me..." I said.
         "No!  She can't have you!  I found you first!" Daniel yelled.
         "Daniel, please!  I'm not a toy..." I said.
         "Yes you are!  You're my toy and you can't tell me what to do!" He yelled again.
         Oh, great.  The last thing I wanted was this giant little boy to get angry.  I was in real trouble here.  I had to find a way to calm him down.
         "Okay, okay!  Tell you what, I'll play one game with you, but then can you please tell your sister about me?  Please?  It's what a big boy would do." I tried.
         "I'm a big boy!" He said.
         "Yes...yes, you are.  So...do we have a deal?" I asked.
         "Okay." He said, sounding reluctant.
         "Okay, then.  What do you want to play?" I asked, hoping it was something that wouldn't take long.  I really didn't like the idea of being an action figure to a giant 9-year-old-boy.
         "Umm...I know!  Let's play Naked!" Daniel exclaimed, looking proud.
         "W...what?" I stammered.
         "Naked!  It's a big kid game.  My big sister plays it with her boyfriend sometimes.  She got mad when I saw them, though." Daniel rambled on.  Oh, god.  What did I get myself into?
         "Are...are you sure you don't want to play something fun?" I asked.
         "But Naked is fun!  My sister and her boyfriend chase each other around and laugh and stuff!" He exclaimed.
         "But--" I started to say, but was cut off when he stood up and abruptly tossed me onto the bed.
         "You go first!" He said.  I was worried about what he might do to me if I refused, so I slowly took off my shoes and socks, dropping them onto the mattress next to me.
         "My turn!" He said, pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it onto the floor.  I carefully removed my own shirt and let it drop onto the bed.
         "Now your pants." He said.  I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them off.  I now stood there in nothing but my black boxers.
         "Okay, Daniel, you've had your fun, so--" I began, but was once again cut off my an outburst from this giant little boy.
         "No.  You have to take everything off.  That's why it's called Naked." He told me.
         "No, Daniel.  This has gone far enough.  I'm still in charge here." I said, trying to sound like I still had some authority here.
         "No!  I'm in charge here!  Now take your undies off or I'll do it for you!" Daniel yelled in anger, stamping his foot on the ground.
         "O-okay..." I said, putting my arms up in defeat.  I reached down and slowly slid off my boxers.  I now stood completely naked at the command of this giant 9-year-old boy.  My face flushed red with embarrassment and I made a weak attempt to cover myself with my hands.
         "Ha ha, your weenie is teeny!" Daniel giggled.
         I flushed an even deeper shade of red when he said this.
         "My turn again!" Daniel said, lowering his underwear to the floor and then kicking them off.  He stood back up, completely nude now.
         I couldn't take my eyes off of this giant youngster's enormous boyhood.  It was huge!  It was bigger than my entire body.  It hovered directly above my tiny naked form, completely hairless.  I was in awe.  My own tiny penis got hard at this awesome display before me.
         "Look at my weenie, it's so big!" Daniel said proudly, thrusting his boyhood out as far as he could.
         "Now it's time to play." Daniel said, reaching down for me.  I tried to scream, but it caught in my throat.  He easily wrapped his warm little boy fingers around my tiny nude body, lifting me up to his giant face.  I was scared out of my mind, but extremely aroused at the same time.  His warm breath washed over me.  I was so terrified, that I was almost shaking.  I felt something warm and wet wash down my leg, and I realized that I had wet myself.  Daniel's expression changed and he opened his palm.
         "Eww, you peed on me!" Daniel exclaimed, sounding angry.  He dropped me from his hand and my tiny naked body hit the mattress.  I looked up just in time to see Daniel turn around, his giant boy butt now looming over me.  He started to sit down on me, and I could barely move.  Tears were streaming down my cheeks, and I thought that this was it.  A giant naked 9-year-old boy was going to crush me with his bare butt just by sitting down.
         I rolled over in an attempt to get out of the way, but before I knew it this giant boy's butt was pressing down on my tiny naked body.  The pressure was intense, as was the heat from his skin, and with my face pressed against his butt check I could barely breathe.  I couldn't move at all, and I was scared that he was going to crush me.
         Daniel quickly grew bored of sitting on me, and instead started to move his butt around on the bed, grinding me into the mattress.  As my tiny naked body rolled around under this giant nude boy, I eventually found myself under his balls.  I tried desperately to push them off of me, but it was useless.  I couldn't believe that I was smaller than a 9-year-old-boy's scrotum and completely naked.  I wanted to cry again, but I couldn't let myself.
         "How do you like that?" Daniel said, moving his butt back and forth on the bed, causing his balls to bounce around on top of my tiny naked body.  The pressure was intense, as was the heat.  I started to sweat underneath this giant nude youngster.  I didn't think my body or my mind could take much more of this torture.
         "What are you doing?" Megan asked from the doorway.
         "Playing Naked with my new toy.  Leave me alone." Daniel said, continuing to drag his giant balls all along my tiny naked body.  I tried to call for help, but I didn't have the energy.
         "That's not a toy, that's our babysitter!" Megan exclaimed, rushing over to the bed and grabbing me from underneath her naked little brother.  She cupped me in her palm, and I curled up in it, hoping I was safe now.  Her skin was warm, and soft, and smelled faintly of soap.
         "Hey, he's my new toy!  I found him first!" Daniel yelled, sitting back up on the bed.
         "Do you want me to tell Mom what you were doing?" Megan asked.
         "No!" Daniel yelled, flushing slightly.
         "Then put your clothes back on and stay in your room." Megan told him, before exiting the room with me.  She brought me up to her face and scrunched her nose.
         "Ugh!  You're filthy.  Do you want me to give you a bath?" Megan asked.
         "What?" I yelled, startled by the proposition.
         "What?  Oh, no!  I didn't mean that...I meant...I can fill the sink in the bathroom for you if you wanted to clean up." Megan said, her face flushing slightly.  I was a little embarrassed that my thoughts had gone there, too.
         Megan carried me the rest of the way to the bathroom in silence.  She entered the room and closed the door behind her.  She placed me carefully down on the counter surrounding the sink, and turned the hot water on, allowing it to fill half-way.  She tested it with her finger, then lowered me into the sink.
         The water was hot, but not scalding, and it felt amazing on my battered little body.  I kept all but my head submerged in the water.  Megan chipped off a small piece of soap and handed it to me.  I took it, but was very aware of her sparkling eyes on me as I tried to wash up.
         "I'm really sorry Daniel did that to you." Megan said, concern touching her voice.
         "I...I don't really want to talk about it." I said.  Even thinking about it was making my face burn with embarrassment.  I still couldn't believe that a giant, naked 8-year-old boy had used me like I was nothing more than a tiny naked toy.
         We sat in silent for a few minutes, and when I was done washing up Megan got a small hand towel out of the linen closet and laid it on the counter.  She gently lifted me from the soothing water and placed me down on it.  Mercifully, she turned her back as I dried myself.
         "Um, I know that you probably don't want to stay naked...um, I have doll clothes, but..." Megan said, hesitating.
         "What?" I asked.
         "Um, well, I only have girl dolls, so..." She trailed off again.
         "You only have girl doll clothes." I finished for her.
         "Yeah.  Sorry..." Megan said.
         "It's fine.  Uh...do you have any doll sheets or anything?  I could make like a toga or something, I guess..." I said, though I wasn't thrilled about any of this.
         "Oh, yeah!  I'll be right back..." She started.
         "Wait!  Please...uh, don't leave me." I said, feeling helpless.
         "Oh, I'm sorry.  Uh...hold on, I have an idea." She said, lifting the ends of the hand towel I was on and carrying me in it like it was a pouch.  I guess it was better than nothing.
         Megan carried me to her room and set me down on the top of her dresser.  I held a corner of the hand towel in front of my privates.  Megan reached into the dollhouse she had on the floor near her bed and pulled out a small white piece of cloth.  Well, small compared to her hand.  At my current size, it could probably wrap around my entire body a few times.  She handed me the sheet, and looked away as I wrapped it around myself, fashioning a make-shirt toga.  I looked in the mirror she had on her dresser.  I didn't exactly like the way I looked, but it was better than being naked, at least.
                  I turned around just as Megan reached down and picked me up, carrying me over to her dollhouse and sitting in front of it.  She placed me down on the second-floor balcony.  I looked behind me and saw that I wasn't even the size of most of the furniture.  I couldn't have been more than 3 inches tall.  Seeing just how small I was compared to doll furniture was a little scary.
         "So, um...do you have a girlfriend?" Megan asked behind me, and I turned around, surprise by the question.
         "Uh, no." I replied, still a little baffled.
         "Really?" She asked.
         "Yeah.  I've never actually, um...had one." I said, feeling a little bit embarrassed to be admitting that to this giant girl.
         "I think a girl would be lucky to have you as a boyfriend." Megan said, her eyes lighting up as she said this.
         "Um, thanks." I said, unsure of how else to reply to that.
         "You know...I kind of like you." Megan said shyly.
         "What?" I asked, confused.
         "I've always had a crush on you.  I always thought you were so cute...I think you're even cuter at this size." Megan said, her cheeks blushing slightly.
         "Oh..." I said.
         "I could, like...be your first girlfriend." Megan said sheepishly, not making eye contact with me.
         "Um, Megan, you're a nice girl, and I'm flattered, but you're only 11-years-old." I told her, hoping to let her down easy.
         "Yeah, but if you stayed shrunk, you could live in my dollhouse, and be my secret little boyfriend, and I could take care of you and no one would ever have to know and we could do stuff together, like...boyfriend-girlfriend stuff.  Wouldn't that be so romantic?" Megan said, her eyes sparkling again.  She had this faraway look on her face that kind of scared me.
         "Megan, I don't think that's a good idea...wait, what are you doing?" I asked, as her giant hand came down to pick me up.  I backed up, but stumbled over my own feet, which seemed to have gone numb with fear.
         Before I could get back up, her giant hand engulfed my tiny toga-clad body and was lifting me up to her face.  The back of my toga had bunched up, and I was very away of my little bare butt pressed against the palm of her hand.  Her skin was warm and soft, and I felt my penis twitch.
         "Megan, please...put me down!" I pleaded.
         "It's okay, silly, I'm not going to hurt you." She said, opening her palm and reaching down with her other hand to lift the front of my toga up.
         "Megan, stop!  Don't do this!" I yelled, really scared at this point.
         Despite being 15, I've never been naked in front of a girl before.  I'd never even touched myself before, to be honest.  I had always felt it lacked self-control to do that.  Plus, I had always wanted my first time to be special.  This certainly wasn't how I pictured it, being shrunk to tiny size and forced against my will by the fingers of a giant 11-year-old girl.
         I tried to struggle, but it was useless.  Megan's giant thumb was pressed gently, but firmly, against my chest, keeping me in place.  She then ran her finger down the length of my body, causing me to shiver when she touched the bare skin of my thigh.  It also sent a small wave of pleasure through me, to be caressed so intimately.  From its place on my thigh, her finger quickly found my penis.  I struggled uselessly again before finally giving up.  I didn't have much more energy to expend at this point.  This giant pre-teen girl was going to have her way with me, unless I could somehow reason with her.
         "I've never seen a boy naked before.  You little penis is so cute." Megan said, smiling.  She started to rub my penis around under her finger.  It felt good, and against my will I started to get hard.
         "Megan, please stop!" I yelled, panicked.
         "But you seem to like it.  Doesn't it feel good?" She asked me.
         "Megan, please, stop!" I cried out, tears stinging my eyes.
         "When Megan saw this, it seemed to snap her back to reality.  She looked horrified, realizing what she had just tried to do.  She dropped me back onto the balcony, and I hit my knee against the hard plastic.  I quickly stood up and readjusted my toga so that it covered my erection, ashamed.
         "How could you do that!" I yelled up at Megan.  She put both hands over her mouth, clearly upset at what had just happened.
         "I...I'm so sorry!  I thought...I just thought you would like that, and...I..." Megan said, starting to cry.  She wouldn't look at me anymore.  I felt bad about yelling at her.  It was clear that she hadn't even really understood the seriousness of what she almost did with me.
         "It's...it's okay.  You stopped before anything really happened." I told her.  I couldn't believe I was now trying to comfort the giant 11-year-old girl who had almost just raped me.
         "I'm so, so sorry..." Megan said again.  We sat in uncomfortable silence for what seemed like hours after that, though I know it was only a few minutes.  A shrill ringing noise sounded from downstairs, and I realized it was the phone.
         "Um...I'm going to go answer the phone..." Megan said, standing abruptly and practically running out of the room.
         As much as I wanted to trust Megan again, I didn't think it was smart for me to stay near her at this size.  I quickly exited the dollhouse and crossed the carpet of her room, entering the hallway.  I needed to find her parent's room and wait there for them to come home.  That seemed the safest thing to do.

***
         I was currently laying on a giant bed, in what I hoped was Mr. and Mrs. Stevens room.  At my current size, it wasn't easy to pick out certain details, like whether this bed was big enough for one or two people, since it was the size of a football field to me.  I had a brief image of Mr. and Mrs. Stevens coming home, getting undressed, and proceeding to have giant sex on the bed, not realizing that I was on it, tiny and near-naked.  I shivered and quickly pushed the thought from my mind.  No, I had to stay positive.  I would find a way to get their attention, and they would help me.
         I lay there, when a slight breeze traveled up my toga, tickling my privates.  I sat up, realizing that someone had just quietly opened and closed the bedroom door.  I looked up, thinking it seemed a little early for the parents to be home, when I froze.  It wasn't them at all.  It was their 16-year-old daughter, Chloe.  From the way Chloe dropped her backpack on the chair at her desk and walked over to the bed, I realized my mistake.  I was now trapped on her bed, in her room, without anyone knowing I was here.
         Being neighbors, Chloe and I had played together as kids, but grew apart as we got older.  I saw her in school sometimes, but she was a grade ahead of me so we didn't have any of the same classes.  She had changed a lot since we had been friends all of those years ago.  She used to be quiet and shy, but based on the way she was dressed now, I was pretty sure that had changed.
         Chloe was wearing black boots, a black skirt that ended just above her knees, and a black button-up shirt that barely contained her enormous breasts.  Her dirty blonde hair fell down just above her shoulders, and had a few streaks of dark pink dyed into it.  She was extraordinarily hot from my perspective as she loomed over me.
         I watched as Chloe leaned over the bed to remove her boots and socks.  Her breasts threatened to burst out of her shirt as she hovered over me on the bed.  I decided that I needed to get her attention.  Better to make my presence known than to have her find me on her bed and think I'm some sort of tiny pervert.  Or worse, have her not find me and end up sitting down on top of me.
         "Chloe!" I called up to her, but she didn't seem to hear me.  I called her name twice more, and finally she looked in my direction.
         "What the hell...?" She said, looking at my tiny, toga-clad form standing on her bed.
         "Chloe, it's me!  I was here babysitting, and somehow I shrunk and I need your help!" I yelled up to her.
         "You drank the iced tea in the fridge, didn't you?" Chloe asked.
         "Uh...yeah." I said, wondering how she knew.
         "You idiot." She said.
         "W-what?" I stammered, confused.
         "That shrinking tea was meant for my boyfriend.  He was supposed to drink it when he came over tomorrow night and shrink.  He's pretty annoying most of the time, but I absolutely love his dick.  I figured if I shrunk him, I could keep him and play with it whenever I wanted." Chloe stated.
         "Uh..." I couldn't think of anything to say to that.
         "Oh, well, I guess you'll just have to do."
         "What?!" I screamed, startled by her last statement.  She couldn't seriously consider keeping me like this, like some sort of playtoy, could she?
         "That herbal blend was pretty expensive.  I had to save up my money for quite so time to be able to afford it.  I'm certainly not going to have it all go to waste." She said.
         "But...isn't there a cure?" I asked, desperate.
         "Of course there is.  But I certainly don't have the money for it at the moment." She said.  I couldn't believe what I was hearing.  I had to stay like this?  But for how long?
         "How..." I started to ask, but was cut off by Chloe's next statement.
         "Strip for me." Chloe said.
         "What?!  No!  I won't do it!" I yelled up at her.
         "You'll do whatever I say.  In case you didn't notice, I'm large and in charge here." Chloe said.
         I realized that she was right.  I had no choice but to do what she told me.  I carefully pulled my toga over my head, and bunch it up and held it in front of my privates.
         "Oh, no, little boy.  No covering up.  In fact, throw it over the side of the bed." Chloe commanded.  I did as I was told.  It took all of my self-control not to try and shield myself with my hands.  I didn't want to get her mad at me.  I now stood completely exposed in front of this beautiful teenage giantess.
         "Hm, you have a nice little package there.  I guess this wasn't a total loss." Chloe said.  My cheeks were burning red with embarrassment as she said this.
         "Okay, let's get started." She said.  She unbuttoned her shirt, but didn't remove it.  I could just see her lacy red bra as it barely held back her breasts, like an overflowing dam.  Next, she unzipped her skirt and let it slide to the floor, revealing a matching pair of lacy red panties.  She then let her shirt slide down her arms and drop to the floor, as well.  This was the hottest sight I had ever seen.  This beautiful teenage giantess now stood over me wearing only her extremely hot underwear.  My penis instantly sprang to life.
         "Aww, is that for me?  How sweet." Chloe cooed.  She then deftly slid her panties down her legs to the floor.  She then unhooked her bra, holding the cups briefly against her chest before letting that drop to the floor, as well.  Her enormous breasts swung free now, and they were even bigger than I could have imagined.  She placed her hands on her hips.
         "Well?" She asked.
         "I...uh...I..." I had never seen a girl naked before.  I couldn't find the words to form any kind of coherent thought.
         Chloe reached down and easily picked up my tiny nude body.  Her warm, soft fingers wrapped around my tiny nude body.  She brought me up to her beautiful, billboard-sized face.
         "So, where do you want to start?  How about my breasts?  You like them, right?  They must be the size of mountains to you." She said, climbing onto her bed.  Her body seemed to slide across her sheets without any effort on her part.  She placed me on one of her giant breasts.  It was incredibly soft, but also firm.  As she leaned back against the wall, propped up by some pillows against her back, I almost felt as if I was laying on a waterbed.
         Chloe was now partially reclined on the bed, and it seemed like she was going to stay in that position.  I got to my hands and knees once the movement stop and peered over the edge of the breast I rested on.  Her gigantic body stretched out before me like a nude landscape.
         "Cute butt." Chloe said from behind me, and I stumbled over myself trying to turn around.  I was now perched awkwardly and nervously on the edge of her breast.  My butt rested against the warm, smooth skin of her breast.  The feeling was very pleasant, and I felt myself getting hard again.  I tried to cover myself, but she had clearly already seen.
         Chloe laughed, and her breasts began to bounce beneath me.  I struggled to find my balance, but failed and ended up tumbling backwards over her breast.  I reached out, desperate to grasp anything I could hold onto, and my hands found something round and hard.  I looked up and saw with horror that I was holding onto her hardened nipple.  I couldn't believe that I was tiny, naked, and dangling from the nipple of a giant teenage girl.  This was getting to be way too much for me to handle.
         Chloe looked down at my tiny naked body hanging from her nipple and started to laugh again, and I started to lose my grip.
         "Chloe!" I yelled, as my hands let go and I found myself falling.  My tiny nude body hit the smooth skin of her sexy stomach, and I found myself tumbling down it.  Her navel flew past, and soon I found myself tangled in her dark bush of pubic hair.  The more I struggled, the more her hair wrapped around me, restricting my movement.  I was so small that a girl's pubic hair could tie me up.  I felt back against her hot skin in exhaustion.  The heat emanating from it was intense, and I tried not to think about how close I was to her vagina, or how big it would be compared to my insignificant naked body.  I could probably get lost in there.
         Eventually Chloe's laughter died down, and I felt her fingers come down and pluck me from her bush.  She brought me back up to her face.
         "Now, for the main attraction, I suppose." Chloe said, opening her palm and gazing at my tiny naked body.  My erection had died down at this point, and I just felt exposed and ashamed.  I wanted to cry, but not with Chloe watching me.
         "You really do have a cute little package.  At normal size, it would probably be nicer than my boyfriend's." Chloe said.  I had nothing to reply to that with.
         Chloe's fingers came down and started stroking my little body.  I shivered with pleasure at her touch.  She found my little penis and placed over fingertip over it, covering it completely, balls and all.  She began to rub my package in a circular motion.  Oh, my god, the feeling was incredible!  She stopped for a second, then reversed the motion.
         I was in heaven.  I never imagined anything could ever feel this good.  I found myself moaning loudly.  Chloe removed her finger, and my rock-hard penis sprang up from under it.
         "Oh, you like that, do you?" Chloe asked, grinning.  I slowly nodded, unable to even meet her eyes at this point.  My face was burning with shame.  I can't believe I was encouraging this giant girl to take advantage of me.  I hated myself right then.
         "Yeah, you do like that.  You're a boy, after all.  Of course you'd like it when a giant girl played with your tiny naked body.  It probably turns you on even more knowing that I have total control over you." Chloe said.  I found myself nodding again.
"I knew it.  You boys are all the same.  What good are you, really, except as shrunken playthings?" Chloe said.  My erection was still at full salute, and her words were making it throb even more.  I was so turned on right now it wasn't even funny.  All I could think about was release.
         "Chloe noticed this, and placed me on top of her breast again.  I lay face down against the warm skin, my erection poking into her soft but firm skin.  She then placed a finger against my butt and applied a slight amount of pressure.  The resistance my erection met created an intense pressure, forcing me to cry out in pleasure.  She started to gently push me up and down on her breast.  I found my hands running over her skin, and my mouth and tongue kissing it.  I rubbed my cheek loving against her breast, enjoying the smoothness of it against my tiny nude body.
         Suddenly, without warning, my pleasure hit its peak and I came forcefully.  I cried out in pleasure again, unable to help myself.  I had never imagined that an orgasm could feel so good.  I had never imagined that anything could ever feel so good.  It was the single greatest thing I had ever experience, and my entire body went limp against her breast in exhaustion.  Chloe pushed down on me a few more times as I finished coming, and my erection finally started to deflate under me.
         I lay against her soft, warm breast, sweating and panting.  She cupped her breast in her hand and brought up closer to her face.  Her tongue emerged from her mouth and started to lick all around me.  At one point it went under me to get the rest of my cum, and my tiny naked body was lifted slightly from the surface.  As it retracted, I found myself going with it.  I tried to cry out, but I couldn't find the energy.
         Chloe brought me into her mouth and began to suck on me.  I can't even describe how good this felt.  Eventually she spit me out back onto her breast, and I lay there exhausted and sticky and happy.
         "You can't imagine how adorable you look right now, tiny and naked and resting on top of one of my huge boobs." Chloe said.  I felt her lean back against the pillows again.  Her hand came up and started stroking my back as I lay there, going all the way down to my bare butt and back again.  Her other hand went to the breast opposite me and lightly played with her nipple, until it hardened.  She then ran her other hand down her smooth, sexy stomach.  It reached her pubic hair and I watched as two of her fingers disappeared inside of herself.  Her breasts began to lightly heave, and I realized that she was masturbating.  I blushed a deep shade of red and looked up, but Chloe had her eyes closed.  My penis twitched, and I shivered as it poked into the breast under me.  I couldn't believe that I was getting hard again.
         Chloe continued to stroke my back, as my erection strained against the gigantic breast underneath me.  Her breasts began to sway more intensely, as she began to stroke herself harder and faster.  I couldn't take it anymore, and my penis exploded once more.  Chloe cried out at the same time I did, and I realized that she, too, had just climaxed.  Both of our bodies relaxed at this point.  We lay like that for awhile, content.
         "Boy, a girl sure could get used to this." Chloe purred.  She sat up then, and I tumbled off of her breast.  My naked little body landed on her hip, then rolled off onto the quilt underneath her massive nude body.  She stood up then, giving me a breathtaking view of her huge, smooth, and incredibly sexy ass.  I watched her bend down and pull on her panties, followed by her bra.  Once against this beautiful teenage giantess stood above me wearing only her underwear.
         Chloe bent down and scooped me up off the bed and walked over to her dressed, where she opened the top drawer.  It was full of various pairs of her bras and panties.  She lightly dropped me in, and I landed on my ass amongst her giant delicates.  I stood up the best I could and looked up at her sexy form as it towered over me.
         "What are you doing?" I demanded.
         "I'm going to sleep.  It's pretty late, and I have to meet my boyfriend in the morning.  But that was fun.  We'll have to do it again sometime soon." Chloe responded.
         "What?  You can't keep me in here!" I yelled up to her.
         "Sure I can." Chloe said very matter-of-factly.
         "But you were going to do this to your boyfriend.  Weren't you going to give him the antidote at some point?  Can't you do that for me?" I pleaded.
         "Of course..." Chloe began.
         "Thank you--" I started.
         "...I'll consider it." She finished.
         "But...people knew I was here.  They'll wonder where I am!" I said.
         "That's true.  But honestly, if you go missing...who's going to think to look in my panty drawer?" Chloe asked.
         "But...but..." I couldn't find the words.
         "Night." Chloe said, closing the drawer and plunging me into total darkness.  I sat down, tiny and naked, amongst her giant underwear.
         I couldn't comprehend this.  Was my life as I knew it really over?  Was I now really nothing more than a sextoy for a beautiful teenage giantess?  But, no, that can't be the case.  I mean, she did say there was a cure, she just didn't have it yet.  So, she had to make me normal-sized again once this stopped being fun for her, right?
         I mean, she couldn't keep me like this forever...right?"

The End

[khofer23]

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