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The House of the Tiny Men
Tom could hardly believe the bad luck he'd been suffering from that evening. Not only had his car dies on a country road that wasn't used often, but it had started to rain sheets once he'd started to walk. He probably shouldn't have been surprised that he hadn't yet found any farm houses. So on he trod.
Finally, after what seemed like an entire night, he spied a house off in the distance. It was a really nice house. Heck, if he'd wanted to he could have called it a mansion. It was also fairly brightly lit for the late hour and Tom was surprised to find such a large and obviously awake house, but he was so happy to have found any house at all that he practically ran to the front gate.
The gate opened immediately after him ringing the bell and he walked up the long drive. As he walked he looked off into the fields surrounding the unusual house and noticed a crop growing there that he had never seen before and as he walked the rain stopped and he felt a strange sensation wash over him. He shrugged it off and continued till he had reached the front door.
The house was built in the style of an old southern plantation and had no doorbell only a huge knocker. He lifted it and knocked loudly.
Not long after, the door opened and Tom saw one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. She was about 5' 7' and had auburn colored hair that was up in a bun. She had dark green eyes and full red lips. She could easily have passed for a model.
Once she had opened the door she looked at Tom and said, "Come in. We've been hoping you would come."
Tom didn't quite know what to make of that but decided to forget about it and follow her into the house. She motioned him to follow her and once he was inside closed the door and slid a bolt-style lock into place with a loud click. For some reason the bolt was high in the door and the woman had to reach above her head to get to it.
Once she had slid the bolt into place she said, "You'd can't be too careful can you?"
Not waiting for a response she said, "Come this way."
Following the woman further into the house Tom took a good look at his new hostess. She wore a white blouse under which he could easily see her bra. Under that she wore a dark blue mini-skirt. She wore back seem stockings and blue four inch heels decorated with bright sterling silver. She was exquisitely beautiful and Tom hoped that before the night was over he would get a chance to know her a lot better.
She led him through numerous rooms and what seemed like miles of hallways. Tom couldn't quite tell, because he hadn't been paying attention. But finally that arrived at a room and she was standing there opening the door and motioning him to enter.
It was a bedroom. It had all the things that you might expect to find in an 19th century plantation room. Tired as he was the sight of the bed made him temporarily forget about his hostess and want to sleep instead. Suddenly she interrupted his thoughts.
"I'll bring you something that should help you sleep, okay?"
She had the most beautiful voice that he'd ever heard and before he left this place he decided, he would know this woman intimately well.
Tom quickly undressed from his damp clothes and get into the bed and soon the mysterious lady was back with a glass of what looked like warm milk. She gave it to him and encouraged him to drink it. Taking the drink Tom looked at her and asked, "What's your name?"
"I'm Marisa, now drink up," was her only response.
Tom took a sip. It tasted like milk but didn't, he couldn't quite make out what it was but finished it anyway and laid back on the thick feather pillow as the lady left the room and closed the door. Quickly Tom was drifting off to sleep.
It was getting cold, Tom was shivering. He reached for his blanket, but found it wasn't there. As he started coming to he noticed that the bed had been replaced with a hard surface and there was a breeze blowing around him. A breeze that smelled like the breathe of someone who had been chewing a lifesaver.
He looked to where the breeze was coming from and stood up screaming. There in front of him was the face of a gigantic woman.
Tom backed away from the face until he had reached the wall behind him and finally stopped screaming. Once he was quiet the giantess spoke.
"Well, it's about time you woke up. You're a very handsome man and I've been looking forward to having some fun with you since I laid eyes on you."
"Wha...wha...what are you talking about? Where am I? Why am I so small? Why are you so big?"
"Hey, one question at a time," she responded. "First, lets get you into a more comfortable surrounding."
With that she reached in with an unbelievably huge red-nailed hand and picked him up. For the first time Tom realized that he was completely naked and could feel every inch (or was it inch? Couldn't really tell on his scale) of the skin of her palm as it encircled him. It was warm and slightly rough. But another thing it was sexy. He suddenly found himself aroused by this giant woman's hand.
"Hey wait a second there, we'll get to that later," she said while placing him on the top of what looked to be a coffee table. Surrounding the table were five women and Tom noticed that the lady that had removed him was not the one who had tucked him in the previous night.
Looking around he noticed that Marisa was sitting on one of the two couched on either side of the table. She sat in the middle of two other woman. The one on her right was the woman who had taken him from whatever it was that he had woken up in. She had dark brown hair and brown eyes. She wore a black teddy on the top and a denim skirt on the bottom.
To the left of Marisa was a sandy-blonde. She had a thick necklace made of pearls around her neck and was also wearing a black teddy. She, however, did not wear a skirt but instead wore gray stockings. Tom could not make out her shoes from his vantage point.
Suddenly Marisa began to speak. "I'm sure you're no doubt wondering what's going on. Well I'll be a brief and up-front as possible. You are a guest at the House of the Tiny Men club. It is a club that exists to shrink men such as yourself so that we can have 'fun' with them. More often than not these men don't make it through the 'fun' we have so we are constantly finding ourselves needing new recruits. You were just lucky enough to find yourself on our doorsteps the day before one of our meetings and we could hardly turn down a freebie. So, welcome to the party."
Tom didn't know what to say and looked at the two women sitting on the other couch as Marisa began making introductions.
"I would like the introduce today's party participants. To me right is Katherine, but don't call her that, she prefers to be called Kath. To my left is Ami. Across the table to the left is Angelica, whom you can call Angie and Sherilynn. As Tom looked on he noticed that Angie had black hair and Ami was a blonde.
Still Tom was speechless, and as he watched Marisa placed a shoe box on the table, opened its top and dumped it over. As Tom watched ten men as small as he tumbled onto the table. They all looked terrified.
Marisa continued, "Until you arrived we each had two men to play with, but you gave us an uneven number. So we'll let you decide who gets three men to play with. We like to watch each other and really enjoy the show. You'll get to watch as well and once all the men have had their 'fun' then you can decide who gets you. So, lets get this game going."
To that Tom heard all the women agree.
Sherilynn leaned forward then and, grasping a struggling screaming man in her palm, said, "I am absolutely dying to begin and so I'll go first."
Slowly, Sherilynn removed her blouse and bra, making a show out of it for the man in her hand, and once her top was naked brought the man to her immense breast. Placing his head on her huge nipple she said, "suck it my little man. You'll never get another opportunity like this again."
Suddenly, Tom felt himself lifted from the table and he noticed that Marissa had picked him up and brought him close to Sherilynn and her little man.
"Don't want to miss anything. After all, it'll probably make a difference in who you decide to pick in the end.
As Tom watched the poor little man struggled against the huge nipple as it poked against his face. There was absolutely no way that he could have sucked it, but he was doing his darned best at licking it. A moan escaped Sherilynn's lips as she laid her head back. She continued crushing the man up against her nipple but eventually moved onto rubbing his entire body across them.
Tom could see that the man was aroused by the whole ordeal and was even trying to swing his body so that his little penis would touch her nipple. Sherilynn, noticing this, aimed him so that his penis actually disappeared into her nipple hole. Tom heard the man moan as Sherilynn rocked his body back and forth.
Looking down at him Sherilynn spoke, "well time for something a little different." With that she placed the man between her breasts and squeezed them together, leaving just enough space for his head to stick out. As Tom watched Sherilynn began kneading her breasts together and steadily applied more and more pressure. Eventually Tom heard an audible crack and the man's face between a pale color with a small stream of blood running from his mouth.
Unceremoniously, Sherilynn took him from between her breasts and plopped him into the shoe box on the table. "They never last long enough for my taste," she said.
Next to reach for a man was Marissa. But as she reached across Tom she grabbed two men instead of one. Sitting back on the couch Tom found himself lifted by Ami to get close to the action.
"I never can be patient enough to last through one man while anticipating the next," she said "so I just do both of them as the same time."
As she leaned back she spread her legs wide and placed the men between her thighs. Both men stood gawking at her gigantic pussy and didn't move. Irritated Marisa put her hands behind each of them and moved them forward.
"Come on guys, I really shouldn't have to tell you what I want here do I?"
Soon the men were plastered against the massive wall of flesh before them and impatiently Marissa grabbed them both in her hands. Immediately to plunged the first man head first in hear gapping hole while placing the second over her clit. To him see commanded "do it."
He immediately got to work licked, biting and doing anything else he could think of to excite the giant women while Marissa pumped the man in her pussy in and out with increasing speed. This continued for minutes until Marissa grabbed the man at her clit.
"My feet have always been one of my most erogenous zones and I never fail to orgasm when a man is servicing them. As Tom watched she popped her heel from her heel with a popping sound. He could smell the smell from her shoes and feet and Ami lowered him to see better. The man Marissa was holding screamed as she dropped him into her shoe. He clawed viciously at the shoes sole, but it glistened with Marissa's perspiration and he could do nothing but slide down the sole until he collided with her stockinged sole. Panicked, the man turned himself onto his back just in time to see a giant sole descend on him.
Marissa threw her head back. "Oh man, there's nothing better than a man squirming in your shoe while one squirms in your cunt."
If you liked this story let me know, maybe I'll do another one and if you'd like to see an end to it, let me know who you think should do Tom and how. PLEASE....P.L.E.A.S.E. someone write a good story about shrunken people (men or women) getting eaten by giantesses. I would be willing to trade story for story about this.
The House of the Tiny Men
Tom could hardly believe the bad luck he'd been suffering from that evening. Not only had his car dies on a country road that wasn't used often, but it had started to rain sheets once he'd started to walk. He probably shouldn't have been surprised that he hadn't yet found any farm houses. So on he trod.
Finally, after what seemed like an entire night, he spied a house off in the distance. It was a really nice house. Heck, if he'd wanted to he could have called it a mansion. It was also fairly brightly lit for the late hour and Tom was surprised to find such a large and obviously awake house, but he was so happy to have found any house at all that he practically ran to the front gate.
The gate opened immediately after him ringing the bell and he walked up the long drive. As he walked he looked off into the fields surrounding the unusual house and noticed a crop growing there that he had never seen before and as he walked the rain stopped and he felt a strange sensation wash over him. He shrugged it off and continued till he had reached the front door.
The house was built in the style of an old southern plantation and had no doorbell only a huge knocker. He lifted it and knocked loudly.
Not long after, the door opened and Tom saw one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. She was about 5' 7' and had auburn colored hair that was up in a bun. She had dark green eyes and full red lips. She could easily have passed for a model.
Once she had opened the door she looked at Tom and said, "Come in. We've been hoping you would come."
Tom didn't quite know what to make of that but decided to forget about it and follow her into the house. She motioned him to follow her and once he was inside closed the door and slid a bolt-style lock into place with a loud click. For some reason the bolt was high in the door and the woman had to reach above her head to get to it.
Once she had slid the bolt into place she said, "You'd can't be too careful can you?"
Not waiting for a response she said, "Come this way."
Following the woman further into the house Tom took a good look at his new hostess. She wore a white blouse under which he could easily see her bra. Under that she wore a dark blue mini-skirt. She wore back seem stockings and blue four inch heels decorated with bright sterling silver. She was exquisitely beautiful and Tom hoped that before the night was over he would get a chance to know her a lot better.
She led him through numerous rooms and what seemed like miles of hallways. Tom couldn't quite tell, because he hadn't been paying attention. But finally that arrived at a room and she was standing there opening the door and motioning him to enter.
It was a bedroom. It had all the things that you might expect to find in an 19th century plantation room. Tired as he was the sight of the bed made him temporarily forget about his hostess and want to sleep instead. Suddenly she interrupted his thoughts.
"I'll bring you something that should help you sleep, okay?"
She had the most beautiful voice that he'd ever heard and before he left this place he decided, he would know this woman intimately well.
Tom quickly undressed from his damp clothes and get into the bed and soon the mysterious lady was back with a glass of what looked like warm milk. She gave it to him and encouraged him to drink it. Taking the drink Tom looked at her and asked, "What's your name?"
"I'm Marisa, now drink up," was her only response.
Tom took a sip. It tasted like milk but didn't, he couldn't quite make out what it was but finished it anyway and laid back on the thick feather pillow as the lady left the room and closed the door. Quickly Tom was drifting off to sleep.
It was getting cold, Tom was shivering. He reached for his blanket, but found it wasn't there. As he started coming to he noticed that the bed had been replaced with a hard surface and there was a breeze blowing around him. A breeze that smelled like the breathe of someone who had been chewing a lifesaver.
He looked to where the breeze was coming from and stood up screaming. There in front of him was the face of a gigantic woman.
Tom backed away from the face until he had reached the wall behind him and finally stopped screaming. Once he was quiet the giantess spoke.
"Well, it's about time you woke up. You're a very handsome man and I've been looking forward to having some fun with you since I laid eyes on you."
"Wha...wha...what are you talking about? Where am I? Why am I so small? Why are you so big?"
"Hey, one question at a time," she responded. "First, lets get you into a more comfortable surrounding."
With that she reached in with an unbelievably huge red-nailed hand and picked him up. For the first time Tom realized that he was completely naked and could feel every inch (or was it inch? Couldn't really tell on his scale) of the skin of her palm as it encircled him. It was warm and slightly rough. But another thing it was sexy. He suddenly found himself aroused by this giant woman's hand.
"Hey wait a second there, we'll get to that later," she said while placing him on the top of what looked to be a coffee table. Surrounding the table were five women and Tom noticed that the lady that had removed him was not the one who had tucked him in the previous night.
Looking around he noticed that Marisa was sitting on one of the two couched on either side of the table. She sat in the middle of two other woman. The one on her right was the woman who had taken him from whatever it was that he had woken up in. She had dark brown hair and brown eyes. She wore a black teddy on the top and a denim skirt on the bottom.
To the left of Marisa was a sandy-blonde. She had a thick necklace made of pearls around her neck and was also wearing a black teddy. She, however, did not wear a skirt but instead wore gray stockings. Tom could not make out her shoes from his vantage point.
Suddenly Marisa began to speak. "I'm sure you're no doubt wondering what's going on. Well I'll be a brief and up-front as possible. You are a guest at the House of the Tiny Men club. It is a club that exists to shrink men such as yourself so that we can have 'fun' with them. More often than not these men don't make it through the 'fun' we have so we are constantly finding ourselves needing new recruits. You were just lucky enough to find yourself on our doorsteps the day before one of our meetings and we could hardly turn down a freebie. So, welcome to the party."
Tom didn't know what to say and looked at the two women sitting on the other couch as Marisa began making introductions.
"I would like the introduce today's party participants. To me right is Katherine, but don't call her that, she prefers to be called Kath. To my left is Ami. Across the table to the left is Angelica, whom you can call Angie and Sherilynn. As Tom looked on he noticed that Angie had black hair and Ami was a blonde.
Still Tom was speechless, and as he watched Marisa placed a shoe box on the table, opened its top and dumped it over. As Tom watched ten men as small as he tumbled onto the table. They all looked terrified.
Marisa continued, "Until you arrived we each had two men to play with, but you gave us an uneven number. So we'll let you decide who gets three men to play with. We like to watch each other and really enjoy the show. You'll get to watch as well and once all the men have had their 'fun' then you can decide who gets you. So, lets get this game going."
To that Tom heard all the women agree.
Sherilynn leaned forward then and, grasping a struggling screaming man in her palm, said, "I am absolutely dying to begin and so I'll go first."
Slowly, Sherilynn removed her blouse and bra, making a show out of it for the man in her hand, and once her top was naked brought the man to her immense breast. Placing his head on her huge nipple she said, "suck it my little man. You'll never get another opportunity like this again."
Suddenly, Tom felt himself lifted from the table and he noticed that Marissa had picked him up and brought him close to Sherilynn and her little man.
"Don't want to miss anything. After all, it'll probably make a difference in who you decide to pick in the end.
As Tom watched the poor little man struggled against the huge nipple as it poked against his face. There was absolutely no way that he could have sucked it, but he was doing his darned best at licking it. A moan escaped Sherilynn's lips as she laid her head back. She continued crushing the man up against her nipple but eventually moved onto rubbing his entire body across them.
Tom could see that the man was aroused by the whole ordeal and was even trying to swing his body so that his little penis would touch her nipple. Sherilynn, noticing this, aimed him so that his penis actually disappeared into her nipple hole. Tom heard the man moan as Sherilynn rocked his body back and forth.
Looking down at him Sherilynn spoke, "well time for something a little different." With that she placed the man between her breasts and squeezed them together, leaving just enough space for his head to stick out. As Tom watched Sherilynn began kneading her breasts together and steadily applied more and more pressure. Eventually Tom heard an audible crack and the man's face between a pale color with a small stream of blood running from his mouth.
Unceremoniously, Sherilynn took him from between her breasts and plopped him into the shoe box on the table. "They never last long enough for my taste," she said.
Next to reach for a man was Marissa. But as she reached across Tom she grabbed two men instead of one. Sitting back on the couch Tom found himself lifted by Ami to get close to the action.
"I never can be patient enough to last through one man while anticipating the next," she said "so I just do both of them as the same time."
As she leaned back she spread her legs wide and placed the men between her thighs. Both men stood gawking at her gigantic pussy and didn't move. Irritated Marisa put her hands behind each of them and moved them forward.
"Come on guys, I really shouldn't have to tell you what I want here do I?"
Soon the men were plastered against the massive wall of flesh before them and impatiently Marissa grabbed them both in her hands. Immediately to plunged the first man head first in hear gapping hole while placing the second over her clit. To him see commanded "do it."
He immediately got to work licked, biting and doing anything else he could think of to excite the giant women while Marissa pumped the man in her pussy in and out with increasing speed. This continued for minutes until Marissa grabbed the man at her clit.
"My feet have always been one of my most erogenous zones and I never fail to orgasm when a man is servicing them. As Tom watched she popped her heel from her heel with a popping sound. He could smell the smell from her shoes and feet and Ami lowered him to see better. The man Marissa was holding screamed as she dropped him into her shoe. He clawed viciously at the shoes sole, but it glistened with Marissa's perspiration and he could do nothing but slide down the sole until he collided with her stockinged sole. Panicked, the man turned himself onto his back just in time to see a giant sole descend on him.
Marissa threw her head back. "Oh man, there's nothing better than a man squirming in your shoe while one squirms in your cunt."