by Pequenino » Sat Oct 02, 2021 6:01 pm
This is their world chapter 6
When I entered journalism college my desire was to graduate, work at a major news portal and earn a Pulitzer! I didn't think I was going to be in a woman's body, 3 centimeters long and running across the floor (filled with dust) of a gigantic strange guy I've never seen in my life, running away from an automatic vacuum cleaner, to not get sucked and dying in one of the most humiliating ways possible.
I managed to get to the leg of any piece of furniture, the plastic and metal monster - which to me looks like one of those huge vehicles of the Empire in the Star Wars saga. he reorganized his trajectory by identifying the obstacle...thankfully...For a moment I was crouched down, catching my breath, and when I looked up I saw that the vacuum was under the "chair by the front door of the neighbour's house" that Francis told me that the "return bracelet" for our original bodies was on!! It's not possible! And now? What do I do??? My eyes filled with tears, I was desperate and angry at Francis and myself for letting my journalistic curiosity get me into this hell.
I can't approach the device without risking being "suctioned" into it as soon as the sensor identifies me...and all the dust inside it - along with my bracelet - my ticket out of this nightmare - it can only be taken away once the "neighbor" turns it off... But even if he turns off the vacuum soon, how can he access his trash bin without the giant's help? Look... I'm already thinking in a very crazy way... This "Paul" guy isn't a giant... he's a normal man, even a little frail in a way... I'm just a " woman" the size of a Lego doll... Why be afraid of him? I need to get his attention, make contact and ask for help. Only that!
What should I do? If I stay on the ground, I might be seen with some luck, but neither...or worse, I might be stepped on! What if he mistakes me for some insect and also steps on me? This guy crushes bugs? Well, no one normally treats insects on the floor of their house with affection... The noise of the shower stopped... He must be going to dry off and change his clothes. If he stays at home, okay, I buy time to try to get his attention, but if he just gets ready and leaves the house... I'll spend endless hours in this nightmare until he comes back... And it looks like he'll come back with "female company"... no, I don't want more people to see me that way. The best thing is to do what I've seen works... try to make contact from the computer desk, "they" always stop to look at the computer, even when they are about to leave the house. I ran to his computer table that was in the living room of his house. But I got a big surprise, your computer's power cords were behind your desk and the wooden board on the desk was making the power cord sandwiched between the furniture and the wood without much space for it. someone my size pass...
I could hear the footsteps... BOOM...BOOM...BOOM...he's coming into the living room, instinct spoke louder and I hid next to a shoe that was left here under his work table . I don't intend to get in the shoe, with my luck this guy would put his foot down without noticing me and crush me in no time. "Paul" arrived dressed in a shabby gray shirt and yellow bodyboard shorts, dressed in blue slippers. He bent down and picked up the football stadium-sized robotic vacuum cleaner for me like it was nothing. He turned it off and stared at it for a moment as if he had a trophy in his hands. Just as quickly entered, he quickly headed towards the kitchen of his house. There's no time to follow him, other than that it's dangerous to get in his way... And I can't waste time, I need to talk to him before he tries to open the device and throw the dust out, I need the bracelet inside.
Lucky for me he came back right away, he couldn't have cleaned the robot now, thank God. Paul came towards me, the whole floor of the house was shaking like an earthquake... and this guy is neither tall nor strong... then sat down in the chair facing the work table where I'm hiding underneath and by the sounds, started typing the computer... that's my cue!
His huge feet are right there in front of me, it's the first time I've come face to face with something that exudes so much power and in "normal" life I've never stopped to notice it. I approached her big toe, twice as large as I was... The nails were cut, but from my size I could see how irregular this "cut" was, I reached out my hand, in a rare moment of courage, touching his nail... it looked like the surface of a battle tank... further on it was possible to see the hairs of his fingers, some on each one... but with the thickness of electrical power lines proportional to my size ... My fear is to touch his fur and instinctively he kicks me, surely I would not survive the experience. Then I saw another opportunity. Covering the entire chair and reaching the floor, it had a kind of wool "blanket", perhaps for the preservation of the chair, its fibers were thick and big enough for me to climb and without thinking too much (because if you stop to think I would run out of there... most likely running the risk of being eaten by an animal outside or... found by that "Thiago" guy, is he still around here? Just thinking about it made me shiver.
The climb was relatively easy, the whole time I was listening to the noises of Francis' "neighbor" typing... the conversation he's having must be lively... I finally reached the seat of his chair, right between his huge and powerful thighs , yes, for someone thin, he had very thick thighs. And what was my surprise. His groin, His groin volume left little to the imagination beneath the yellow synthetic fabric. A small family of four could live in there and each one have their own room... Despite being straight, there was no way not to admire the power that that organ represented for someone my size. I could make out his testicles and the shape of his cock, with a huge head... maybe like in a trance, just like before when I did it with his toe, I reached over and reached out my hands touching the "head" from above. of yellow fabric.
But how stupid I am! At that very moment while doing this, I felt the heat of the organ behind the
volume of his bodyboard shorts, these synthetic fabrics are really delicate to the touch, and by reflex, he at an unbelievable speed brought his hand to his volume where I was and if itched. I got scared and almost fell backwards, he seems to have scratched the tickle on his cock and liked the stimulation, so much so that he kept his hand over his crotch, squeezing his giant cock and sliding a little in the chair without me being able to predict the movement I was knocked out by his eggs and found myself under his ballsac and the yellow fabric, my legs got stuck and the weight was unpleasant. At that moment I started to hear music coming from his computer and a very characteristic sound... of an excited male. His hand kept squeezing his "animal" above his testicles and the dynamics of his "eggs" was intense, I never imagined that they had their own internal dynamics (perhaps in sperm production) that could be heard...but I did hear with the sound of music from the computer.
With his hand resting on his organ the weight became almost unbearable and I started to beat with both my free fists as much as I could, because from experience in what I saw between "Camille" and Jadison, he had no intention of listening to me, even more from under your bag. My efforts seem to have paid off and when I least expected it, his fingers appeared where he was and easily caught me pulling me out of my predicament.
I can't say he squeezed me, but I was caught firmly, amazing how someone that size wasn't so aggressive in touch, as soon as I came into view under his dick and we met face to face for the first time, Paul did a face of total fright and he let go of me on instinct, this time on top of his bulk in his lap.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS???" - making a gesture with the palm of his hand as if he were going to squish me by reflex.
Well, that wasn't the first phase I expected to hear from anyone, if it wasn't in a female body and an inch tall being found under a guy's testicles. Above the volume of his penis I motioned him to calm down with my hands, I also tried to kneel down on the volume where it was, I tried to ask for his mercy.
His face was one of total shock, I totally got to understand him. What happened now was in a "cold" funny way... The huge nerd was looking at me in shock with his glasses and with his mouth open, while a tiny woman tried to balance on his huge cock over his shorts. This lasted for infinite seconds. And the music kept playing there on top of her desk. Until he decided to say:
"I'LL GET YOU NOW OK? YOU ARE ALL RIGHT WITH THIS? I WANT YOU TO TELL ME WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU WERE DOING UNDER MY D probleICK, DON'T TRY TO RUN AWAY"
_ "Don't try to run away?" It's almost funny that, where would I be able to escape from your bulk in your
shorts here? Only if I knew how to fly. His huge hand came towards me with five fingers spread, in the end I lost sight of his face and my entire field of vision was the palm of his hand, his fingers closed around me and for a brief moment I found myself inside a cocoon...Touching its skin I realized that it had the consistency of a rhinoceros (as if I had already touched the skin of a rhinoceros...) and very little light passed between the tiniest slits of its fingers. I thought maybe I made the worst choice, now I'm literally in the hands of a stranger.
Paul opened his fingers and I saw that he was in front of her face, I could almost touch her nose, from my point of view every eye socket of hers was the size of a giant pizza. They were greenish and looked at me with total admiration and excitement. I felt her breath breath all over my body.
_"WHO ARE YOU? HOW DID YOU ENTER MY HOUSE?"
- Hi... "Paul", right? HI, my name is Richar... (Oh my God! How am I going to tell him my name is Richard, if I'm in a woman's body, dressed in a "cabaret whore" outfit?) "My name is "Richard", by Please, I'm friends with your neighbor next door, you need to help me…” He narrowed his eyes, showing that he couldn't hear me.
_ "WOWS! BUT YOUR VOICE IS VERY THIN MY LITTLE DOLL, I COULDN'T HEAR ALMOST ANYTHING YOU WHISPED, EXCEPT THAT YOU'RE MY NEIGHBOR FROM THE HOUSE NEXT DOLL!"
Little doll? Whisper? I screamed as much as I could! Is that in addition to being almost blind (after all these lenses of his glasses are quite thick) Is this guy also deaf? I gestured for him to transport me close to her ear, there I am sure that this "little doll" would make itself heard. But just then his phone rang, startling both of us, with the movement of his body I almost fell out of his hand. He then placed me on top of his desk, in front of his computer. Then he answered the phone and started talking to someone, it seemed to be the "girl" from his Tinder date.
When I looked at the computer I could see that I had a video he was watching, it was young women wiggling their ass for the camera... Oops! What an embarrassing situation… He turned off the cell phone, placed the device on the table away from me, but with the impact of the cell phone's weight I fell back into a sitting position. He laughed at the situation and then stopped playing the video, which was really loud and that way our communication can now happen better...
SORRY, LITTLE LADY, IT WAS ANOTHER LADY LIKE YOU ON THE PHONE, WHO I WOULD BRING HERE AT HOME TODAY, BUT SHE CANCELED THE MEETING TODAY WITH THAT "GUSTOSÃO" HERE, IT SEEMS THAT SHE IS IN PERSONAL PROBLEMS.
Fuck this woman and her problems! Look at me, I'm the one with the problems. I started screaming and gesturing for him to bring his ear to the table to hear me. He sat up there and didn't seem to understand and started to look for something in the drawers of his desk underneath where he was standing.... I confess I was a little scared. Damn Francis who put me in this situation...
From inside a drawer he showed me a huge magnifying glass. Ready! It was just what was needed.
"BE QUIET LITTLE PRINCESS, LET'S JUST SEE YOU BETTER. I WAS A LITTLE LATE, I HEARD YOU SAID YOU WERE MY NEIGHBOR'S, BUT NOW THAT I DON'T HAVE MY MEETING TODAY, LET'S GO WITH MORE CALM"
I tried again to make him understand that I needed to speak close to his ear, but he put the magnifying glass over me, his eyes got even bigger in my view and I felt naked. Then he said:
"I DON'T BELIEVE IN COINCIDENCIES, MY MEETING DID NOT HAPPEN TODAY, I CLEANED THE ENTIRE HOUSE TO RECEIVE MY FUTURE "LITTLE GIRLFRIEND" AND YOU, MY LITTLE BLONDE APPEARS RIGHT BETWEEN MY LEGS, UNDER MY DICK!" He starts to laugh, like this is really funny. I WANT TO KNOW HOW MY NEIGHBOR GET YOU, WHERE HE FOUND YOU... AND YOU RUN AWAY FROM HIS HOUSE TO MINE TO ABUSE ME, huh?"
I finally get him to understand that I need to talk into his ear, he lowers his head and puts his big ear right above me, I shout at him that I need my bracelet that was "sucked" by his vacuum cleaner. He looks up, looks like he understands and stands up. When I got up I saw something I didn't want to see. His huge, hard dick ticking into his yellow bodyboard shorts. He was crazy with me... What the fuck...
"KITTEN, YOU MEAN THAT MY VACUUM CLEANER SUCKED YOUR BRACELET? CALM, I'LL TRY TO FIND IT INSIDE HIS TANK FOR YOU! BUT I'LL NEED IT HERE" - he takes the Magnifying Glass again. Shit no! Take me with you, you might not be able to see the bracelet! I screamed but he didn't hear. He squeezed his erection through his shorts, seeking a more comfortable position for her and left the room.
"DON'T LEAVE HERE, I WILL BE BACK!"
And where would I go, you idiot? BOOM....BOOM, BOOM...he left the room and left me here alone, but damn it, when he comes back, I'll finally have that bracelet and I'm out of here, my consciousness will be transported immediately to my real body . I was even sorry to abandon this body I now inhabit... How strange that is. He returned ten minutes later with something between the fingerprints of his two fingers and placed it on the table beside me.
"HERE MY LITTLE DOLL! IT WAS A LOT OF WORK, I sneezed a lot, BUT I FOUND YOUR LITTLE BANDLEY, I CANNOT HOW YOU GIRLS GET SAD WHEN YOU LOSE SOMETHING YOU WEAR TO GET EVEN MORE BEAUTIFUL... BUT HOW THE HELL A LITTLE PRINCESS LIKE YOU EXIST?
Well, at least this "Paul" doesn't treat me like Jadison treated "Camille" in front of me, I went to the bracelet and I got scared... it was all crushed, broken... Maybe by the force or the weight of the Paul. How am I going to get back to normal now???
"DON'T CRY FOR A BRACELET, YOU DON'T HAVE A NAME, MY LITTLE DOLL?" - I yelled, I told him he was a JERK.
"JACK? YOUR NAME IS JACKELINE? COOL...SO JACKELINE, DID YOU RUN OUT OF MY NEIGHBOR'S HOUSE OR DID YOU JUST COME HERE TO SPY ME AND TAKE ADVANTAGE OF MY BODY?" She started to laugh again, as if she had made a big joke. He brought his ear back up to try to hear me. I yelled at him that I needed help, that he should take me to the nearby university's bioengineering lab. He lifted his face and made a face of annoyance.
"THIS IS COMPLICATED JACKELINE, I WORK AT HOME, SINCE THE GIRL THAT WOULD COME HERE DOESN'T COME ANYMORE, I HAVE A LOT OF WORK TO DO ON THE COMPUTER, WHAT I CAN DO FOR YOU IS RETURN YOU TO ITS OWNER, BUT I WANT TO KNOW HOW IT'S THAT HE GET YOU, AND SAYING HOW DANGEROUS WHAT YOU DID, LEAVE HIS HOUSE SO YOU COULD HAVE BEEN FOOD BY A CAT, STEPPED ON BY SOMEONE... THERE ARE OTHER MINI WOMEN LIKE YOU?"
What an idiot... I didn't say anything that was "property" of Francis, he jumps to conclusions about everything. I yelled yes, that I wasn't the only one, that her neighbor had shrunk and was there in the house too, needing help. He understood that there was "another" little woman there.
"ARE YOU FROM ANY OTHER SPECIES? DID YOU SHRINK? HOW DID YOU GET LIKE THIS? LOOK YOU'RE AT MY HOUSE, I'M GIVING YOU ALL ATTENTION, DON'T TRY TO LIE TO ME"
I told him that we shrank, because how was he going to explain what was actually going on if the simplest things he had difficulty hearing or understanding.
"BUT THAT DIFFERENT FETISH! - he laughed again "I DON'T WANT TO JUDGE MY NEIGHBOR, I LITTLE SEE IT, IT SEEMS A GREAT GUY, BUT I WOULD NEVER SHRINK YOU, HOW WOULD I BE ABLE TO PUT MY DICK INSIDE YOU LIKE THIS!" hour and again he showed me his huge erection (much bigger than Jadison's) holding it over his yellow shorts. "I WOULD KILL A LITTLE WOMAN LIKE YOU IF I TRY TO PUT IT INTO YOU." - he laughed a lot. EACH ONE WITH THEIR COSTUMES, I PREFER A WOMAN OF MY SIZE, AND EVEN THEN MY DICK IS BIG FOR THEM.
Honestly, what a huge dick! Huge, I was a little startled, but he soon sat back down.
"OK, I'LL GIVE YOU BACK TO HIM, BUT YOU DON'T WANT TO GIVE ME A LITTLE SHOW, DO YOU? YOU COULD SWITCH THAT ASS FOR ME A LITTLE, COME ON! YOU AND TODAY'S "OTHER TINDER GIRL" LEFT ME LIKE THAT! __ again he stood up and showed me that train car inside his shorts... LET'S GO! I WANT TO HELP YOU, BUT YOU COULD HELP ME TOO, AFTER ALL YOU INVADED MY HOUSE, TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME..."
I'm wasting a lot of time here, and I'm never going to be wiggling my ass here to please this nerd. I'll appeal to an idea I had, maybe he'll be more empathetic if he says his neighbor has also shrunk and needs help. Maybe he can take us back to the lab, there with his help (his size) and Francis' knowledge, we can reverse the process of our transference of consciousness, I believe. I yelled in his ear that Francis and I shrink, that he needs to help us, that Francis told me about him and what a nice guy he seemed, that's why I came here...
"AH! SO YOU AND YOUR BOYFRIEND DROPPED ON PURPOSE? HOW DID YOU GET IT, HOW INTERESTING. IS IT A FETISH OF YOU? HE MADE YOU COME HERE FOR ME TO PARTICIPATE... SO MY NEIGHBOR IS A
CUCKOLD!!? ? ENJOY THAT ANOTHER MAN PARTICIPATES AND USE HIS GIRLFRIEND, RIGHT? IT'S HARD TO UNDERSTAND YOU WITH THAT VOICE SO HIGH AND LOW, BUT I UNDERSTAND IT NOW."
No, what a crazy guy! He put the video back on and was looking like a pervert looking at me.
"DANCE JACKELINE... AS LONG AS YOU DON'T DANCE, I DON'T LEAVE HERE, THE EARLIER YOU GIVE ME A LITTLE SHOW, THE EARLIER I'LL TAKE YOU BACK TO MY NEIGHBOR, I PROMISE"
Again he started going through the drawer under the top of the table I'm standing on, took out a zippo and a joint twice my size, lit it up and started smoking. I kept looking at him not believing that this guy could think naughty after hearing that I just wanted to leave...at least this nerd wasn't aggressive and brutal like the one who made a date with "Camille".
"YOU'RE BEING CHARMING, JACK? YOU'RE ASHAMED BECAUSE YOU LITTLE YOU DON'T KNOW ME? BUT HAD NOT BEEN ASHAMED TO KILL YOUR CURIOSITY ABOUT MY DICK WITHOUT MY CONSENT... I'LL LEAVE YOU MORE WILL, THEN" - Paul stretched his arm out. and from a shelf he brought a glass cup, held me very carefully with his whole hand and placed me inside the cup, I barely had time to complain, then, after pulling a lot of smoke from his marijuana cigarette, he blew all the smoke in the cup where I was and covered it with his hands. I started banging on the glass, begging him to let me go, trying to hold my breath and he was laughing out loud.
I couldn't hold my breath anymore and had to breathe... I was breathing in that smoke for several minutes, while he kept his hand over the inlet of the glass and kept laughing. After a while he took his hand away and let the smoke out, I was dizzy and weird... it was too much THC for my little body to handle. He held me inside again with two fingers very carefully and put me back on his desk... I was very strange... dizzy...
"COME ON, JACK, DANCE FOR ME JUST A LITTLE! I'LL LET'S GIVE YOU BACK TO MY NEIGHBOR AND IF YOU WANT TO, I AGREE TO PARTICIPATE IN YOUR TWO'S FANTASIES, BUT FIRST ONLY WE TWO LET'S HAVE FUN..."
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To see what "Paul" looks like: @giantsizebrasil
This is their world chapter 6
When I entered journalism college my desire was to graduate, work at a major news portal and earn a Pulitzer! I didn't think I was going to be in a woman's body, 3 centimeters long and running across the floor (filled with dust) of a gigantic strange guy I've never seen in my life, running away from an automatic vacuum cleaner, to not get sucked and dying in one of the most humiliating ways possible.
I managed to get to the leg of any piece of furniture, the plastic and metal monster - which to me looks like one of those huge vehicles of the Empire in the Star Wars saga. he reorganized his trajectory by identifying the obstacle...thankfully...For a moment I was crouched down, catching my breath, and when I looked up I saw that the vacuum was under the "chair by the front door of the neighbour's house" that Francis told me that the "return bracelet" for our original bodies was on!! It's not possible! And now? What do I do??? My eyes filled with tears, I was desperate and angry at Francis and myself for letting my journalistic curiosity get me into this hell.
I can't approach the device without risking being "suctioned" into it as soon as the sensor identifies me...and all the dust inside it - along with my bracelet - my ticket out of this nightmare - it can only be taken away once the "neighbor" turns it off... But even if he turns off the vacuum soon, how can he access his trash bin without the giant's help? Look... I'm already thinking in a very crazy way... This "Paul" guy isn't a giant... he's a normal man, even a little frail in a way... I'm just a " woman" the size of a Lego doll... Why be afraid of him? I need to get his attention, make contact and ask for help. Only that!
What should I do? If I stay on the ground, I might be seen with some luck, but neither...or worse, I might be stepped on! What if he mistakes me for some insect and also steps on me? This guy crushes bugs? Well, no one normally treats insects on the floor of their house with affection... The noise of the shower stopped... He must be going to dry off and change his clothes. If he stays at home, okay, I buy time to try to get his attention, but if he just gets ready and leaves the house... I'll spend endless hours in this nightmare until he comes back... And it looks like he'll come back with "female company"... no, I don't want more people to see me that way. The best thing is to do what I've seen works... try to make contact from the computer desk, "they" always stop to look at the computer, even when they are about to leave the house. I ran to his computer table that was in the living room of his house. But I got a big surprise, your computer's power cords were behind your desk and the wooden board on the desk was making the power cord sandwiched between the furniture and the wood without much space for it. someone my size pass...
I could hear the footsteps... BOOM...BOOM...BOOM...he's coming into the living room, instinct spoke louder and I hid next to a shoe that was left here under his work table . I don't intend to get in the shoe, with my luck this guy would put his foot down without noticing me and crush me in no time. "Paul" arrived dressed in a shabby gray shirt and yellow bodyboard shorts, dressed in blue slippers. He bent down and picked up the football stadium-sized robotic vacuum cleaner for me like it was nothing. He turned it off and stared at it for a moment as if he had a trophy in his hands. Just as quickly entered, he quickly headed towards the kitchen of his house. There's no time to follow him, other than that it's dangerous to get in his way... And I can't waste time, I need to talk to him before he tries to open the device and throw the dust out, I need the bracelet inside.
Lucky for me he came back right away, he couldn't have cleaned the robot now, thank God. Paul came towards me, the whole floor of the house was shaking like an earthquake... and this guy is neither tall nor strong... then sat down in the chair facing the work table where I'm hiding underneath and by the sounds, started typing the computer... that's my cue!
His huge feet are right there in front of me, it's the first time I've come face to face with something that exudes so much power and in "normal" life I've never stopped to notice it. I approached her big toe, twice as large as I was... The nails were cut, but from my size I could see how irregular this "cut" was, I reached out my hand, in a rare moment of courage, touching his nail... it looked like the surface of a battle tank... further on it was possible to see the hairs of his fingers, some on each one... but with the thickness of electrical power lines proportional to my size ... My fear is to touch his fur and instinctively he kicks me, surely I would not survive the experience. Then I saw another opportunity. Covering the entire chair and reaching the floor, it had a kind of wool "blanket", perhaps for the preservation of the chair, its fibers were thick and big enough for me to climb and without thinking too much (because if you stop to think I would run out of there... most likely running the risk of being eaten by an animal outside or... found by that "Thiago" guy, is he still around here? Just thinking about it made me shiver.
The climb was relatively easy, the whole time I was listening to the noises of Francis' "neighbor" typing... the conversation he's having must be lively... I finally reached the seat of his chair, right between his huge and powerful thighs , yes, for someone thin, he had very thick thighs. And what was my surprise. His groin, His groin volume left little to the imagination beneath the yellow synthetic fabric. A small family of four could live in there and each one have their own room... Despite being straight, there was no way not to admire the power that that organ represented for someone my size. I could make out his testicles and the shape of his cock, with a huge head... maybe like in a trance, just like before when I did it with his toe, I reached over and reached out my hands touching the "head" from above. of yellow fabric.
But how stupid I am! At that very moment while doing this, I felt the heat of the organ behind the
volume of his bodyboard shorts, these synthetic fabrics are really delicate to the touch, and by reflex, he at an unbelievable speed brought his hand to his volume where I was and if itched. I got scared and almost fell backwards, he seems to have scratched the tickle on his cock and liked the stimulation, so much so that he kept his hand over his crotch, squeezing his giant cock and sliding a little in the chair without me being able to predict the movement I was knocked out by his eggs and found myself under his ballsac and the yellow fabric, my legs got stuck and the weight was unpleasant. At that moment I started to hear music coming from his computer and a very characteristic sound... of an excited male. His hand kept squeezing his "animal" above his testicles and the dynamics of his "eggs" was intense, I never imagined that they had their own internal dynamics (perhaps in sperm production) that could be heard...but I did hear with the sound of music from the computer.
With his hand resting on his organ the weight became almost unbearable and I started to beat with both my free fists as much as I could, because from experience in what I saw between "Camille" and Jadison, he had no intention of listening to me, even more from under your bag. My efforts seem to have paid off and when I least expected it, his fingers appeared where he was and easily caught me pulling me out of my predicament.
I can't say he squeezed me, but I was caught firmly, amazing how someone that size wasn't so aggressive in touch, as soon as I came into view under his dick and we met face to face for the first time, Paul did a face of total fright and he let go of me on instinct, this time on top of his bulk in his lap.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS???" - making a gesture with the palm of his hand as if he were going to squish me by reflex.
Well, that wasn't the first phase I expected to hear from anyone, if it wasn't in a female body and an inch tall being found under a guy's testicles. Above the volume of his penis I motioned him to calm down with my hands, I also tried to kneel down on the volume where it was, I tried to ask for his mercy.
His face was one of total shock, I totally got to understand him. What happened now was in a "cold" funny way... The huge nerd was looking at me in shock with his glasses and with his mouth open, while a tiny woman tried to balance on his huge cock over his shorts. This lasted for infinite seconds. And the music kept playing there on top of her desk. Until he decided to say:
"I'LL GET YOU NOW OK? YOU ARE ALL RIGHT WITH THIS? I WANT YOU TO TELL ME WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU WERE DOING UNDER MY D probleICK, DON'T TRY TO RUN AWAY"
_ "Don't try to run away?" It's almost funny that, where would I be able to escape from your bulk in your
shorts here? Only if I knew how to fly. His huge hand came towards me with five fingers spread, in the end I lost sight of his face and my entire field of vision was the palm of his hand, his fingers closed around me and for a brief moment I found myself inside a cocoon...Touching its skin I realized that it had the consistency of a rhinoceros (as if I had already touched the skin of a rhinoceros...) and very little light passed between the tiniest slits of its fingers. I thought maybe I made the worst choice, now I'm literally in the hands of a stranger.
Paul opened his fingers and I saw that he was in front of her face, I could almost touch her nose, from my point of view every eye socket of hers was the size of a giant pizza. They were greenish and looked at me with total admiration and excitement. I felt her breath breath all over my body.
_"WHO ARE YOU? HOW DID YOU ENTER MY HOUSE?"
- Hi... "Paul", right? HI, my name is Richar... (Oh my God! How am I going to tell him my name is Richard, if I'm in a woman's body, dressed in a "cabaret whore" outfit?) "My name is "Richard", by Please, I'm friends with your neighbor next door, you need to help me…” He narrowed his eyes, showing that he couldn't hear me.
_ "WOWS! BUT YOUR VOICE IS VERY THIN MY LITTLE DOLL, I COULDN'T HEAR ALMOST ANYTHING YOU WHISPED, EXCEPT THAT YOU'RE MY NEIGHBOR FROM THE HOUSE NEXT DOLL!"
Little doll? Whisper? I screamed as much as I could! Is that in addition to being almost blind (after all these lenses of his glasses are quite thick) Is this guy also deaf? I gestured for him to transport me close to her ear, there I am sure that this "little doll" would make itself heard. But just then his phone rang, startling both of us, with the movement of his body I almost fell out of his hand. He then placed me on top of his desk, in front of his computer. Then he answered the phone and started talking to someone, it seemed to be the "girl" from his Tinder date.
When I looked at the computer I could see that I had a video he was watching, it was young women wiggling their ass for the camera... Oops! What an embarrassing situation… He turned off the cell phone, placed the device on the table away from me, but with the impact of the cell phone's weight I fell back into a sitting position. He laughed at the situation and then stopped playing the video, which was really loud and that way our communication can now happen better...
SORRY, LITTLE LADY, IT WAS ANOTHER LADY LIKE YOU ON THE PHONE, WHO I WOULD BRING HERE AT HOME TODAY, BUT SHE CANCELED THE MEETING TODAY WITH THAT "GUSTOSÃO" HERE, IT SEEMS THAT SHE IS IN PERSONAL PROBLEMS.
Fuck this woman and her problems! Look at me, I'm the one with the problems. I started screaming and gesturing for him to bring his ear to the table to hear me. He sat up there and didn't seem to understand and started to look for something in the drawers of his desk underneath where he was standing.... I confess I was a little scared. Damn Francis who put me in this situation...
From inside a drawer he showed me a huge magnifying glass. Ready! It was just what was needed.
"BE QUIET LITTLE PRINCESS, LET'S JUST SEE YOU BETTER. I WAS A LITTLE LATE, I HEARD YOU SAID YOU WERE MY NEIGHBOR'S, BUT NOW THAT I DON'T HAVE MY MEETING TODAY, LET'S GO WITH MORE CALM"
I tried again to make him understand that I needed to speak close to his ear, but he put the magnifying glass over me, his eyes got even bigger in my view and I felt naked. Then he said:
"I DON'T BELIEVE IN COINCIDENCIES, MY MEETING DID NOT HAPPEN TODAY, I CLEANED THE ENTIRE HOUSE TO RECEIVE MY FUTURE "LITTLE GIRLFRIEND" AND YOU, MY LITTLE BLONDE APPEARS RIGHT BETWEEN MY LEGS, UNDER MY DICK!" He starts to laugh, like this is really funny. I WANT TO KNOW HOW MY NEIGHBOR GET YOU, WHERE HE FOUND YOU... AND YOU RUN AWAY FROM HIS HOUSE TO MINE TO ABUSE ME, huh?"
I finally get him to understand that I need to talk into his ear, he lowers his head and puts his big ear right above me, I shout at him that I need my bracelet that was "sucked" by his vacuum cleaner. He looks up, looks like he understands and stands up. When I got up I saw something I didn't want to see. His huge, hard dick ticking into his yellow bodyboard shorts. He was crazy with me... What the fuck...
"KITTEN, YOU MEAN THAT MY VACUUM CLEANER SUCKED YOUR BRACELET? CALM, I'LL TRY TO FIND IT INSIDE HIS TANK FOR YOU! BUT I'LL NEED IT HERE" - he takes the Magnifying Glass again. Shit no! Take me with you, you might not be able to see the bracelet! I screamed but he didn't hear. He squeezed his erection through his shorts, seeking a more comfortable position for her and left the room.
"DON'T LEAVE HERE, I WILL BE BACK!"
And where would I go, you idiot? BOOM....BOOM, BOOM...he left the room and left me here alone, but damn it, when he comes back, I'll finally have that bracelet and I'm out of here, my consciousness will be transported immediately to my real body . I was even sorry to abandon this body I now inhabit... How strange that is. He returned ten minutes later with something between the fingerprints of his two fingers and placed it on the table beside me.
"HERE MY LITTLE DOLL! IT WAS A LOT OF WORK, I sneezed a lot, BUT I FOUND YOUR LITTLE BANDLEY, I CANNOT HOW YOU GIRLS GET SAD WHEN YOU LOSE SOMETHING YOU WEAR TO GET EVEN MORE BEAUTIFUL... BUT HOW THE HELL A LITTLE PRINCESS LIKE YOU EXIST?
Well, at least this "Paul" doesn't treat me like Jadison treated "Camille" in front of me, I went to the bracelet and I got scared... it was all crushed, broken... Maybe by the force or the weight of the Paul. How am I going to get back to normal now???
"DON'T CRY FOR A BRACELET, YOU DON'T HAVE A NAME, MY LITTLE DOLL?" - I yelled, I told him he was a JERK.
"JACK? YOUR NAME IS JACKELINE? COOL...SO JACKELINE, DID YOU RUN OUT OF MY NEIGHBOR'S HOUSE OR DID YOU JUST COME HERE TO SPY ME AND TAKE ADVANTAGE OF MY BODY?" She started to laugh again, as if she had made a big joke. He brought his ear back up to try to hear me. I yelled at him that I needed help, that he should take me to the nearby university's bioengineering lab. He lifted his face and made a face of annoyance.
"THIS IS COMPLICATED JACKELINE, I WORK AT HOME, SINCE THE GIRL THAT WOULD COME HERE DOESN'T COME ANYMORE, I HAVE A LOT OF WORK TO DO ON THE COMPUTER, WHAT I CAN DO FOR YOU IS RETURN YOU TO ITS OWNER, BUT I WANT TO KNOW HOW IT'S THAT HE GET YOU, AND SAYING HOW DANGEROUS WHAT YOU DID, LEAVE HIS HOUSE SO YOU COULD HAVE BEEN FOOD BY A CAT, STEPPED ON BY SOMEONE... THERE ARE OTHER MINI WOMEN LIKE YOU?"
What an idiot... I didn't say anything that was "property" of Francis, he jumps to conclusions about everything. I yelled yes, that I wasn't the only one, that her neighbor had shrunk and was there in the house too, needing help. He understood that there was "another" little woman there.
"ARE YOU FROM ANY OTHER SPECIES? DID YOU SHRINK? HOW DID YOU GET LIKE THIS? LOOK YOU'RE AT MY HOUSE, I'M GIVING YOU ALL ATTENTION, DON'T TRY TO LIE TO ME"
I told him that we shrank, because how was he going to explain what was actually going on if the simplest things he had difficulty hearing or understanding.
"BUT THAT DIFFERENT FETISH! - he laughed again "I DON'T WANT TO JUDGE MY NEIGHBOR, I LITTLE SEE IT, IT SEEMS A GREAT GUY, BUT I WOULD NEVER SHRINK YOU, HOW WOULD I BE ABLE TO PUT MY DICK INSIDE YOU LIKE THIS!" hour and again he showed me his huge erection (much bigger than Jadison's) holding it over his yellow shorts. "I WOULD KILL A LITTLE WOMAN LIKE YOU IF I TRY TO PUT IT INTO YOU." - he laughed a lot. EACH ONE WITH THEIR COSTUMES, I PREFER A WOMAN OF MY SIZE, AND EVEN THEN MY DICK IS BIG FOR THEM.
Honestly, what a huge dick! Huge, I was a little startled, but he soon sat back down.
"OK, I'LL GIVE YOU BACK TO HIM, BUT YOU DON'T WANT TO GIVE ME A LITTLE SHOW, DO YOU? YOU COULD SWITCH THAT ASS FOR ME A LITTLE, COME ON! YOU AND TODAY'S "OTHER TINDER GIRL" LEFT ME LIKE THAT! __ again he stood up and showed me that train car inside his shorts... LET'S GO! I WANT TO HELP YOU, BUT YOU COULD HELP ME TOO, AFTER ALL YOU INVADED MY HOUSE, TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME..."
I'm wasting a lot of time here, and I'm never going to be wiggling my ass here to please this nerd. I'll appeal to an idea I had, maybe he'll be more empathetic if he says his neighbor has also shrunk and needs help. Maybe he can take us back to the lab, there with his help (his size) and Francis' knowledge, we can reverse the process of our transference of consciousness, I believe. I yelled in his ear that Francis and I shrink, that he needs to help us, that Francis told me about him and what a nice guy he seemed, that's why I came here...
"AH! SO YOU AND YOUR BOYFRIEND DROPPED ON PURPOSE? HOW DID YOU GET IT, HOW INTERESTING. IS IT A FETISH OF YOU? HE MADE YOU COME HERE FOR ME TO PARTICIPATE... SO MY NEIGHBOR IS A
CUCKOLD!!? ? ENJOY THAT ANOTHER MAN PARTICIPATES AND USE HIS GIRLFRIEND, RIGHT? IT'S HARD TO UNDERSTAND YOU WITH THAT VOICE SO HIGH AND LOW, BUT I UNDERSTAND IT NOW."
No, what a crazy guy! He put the video back on and was looking like a pervert looking at me.
"DANCE JACKELINE... AS LONG AS YOU DON'T DANCE, I DON'T LEAVE HERE, THE EARLIER YOU GIVE ME A LITTLE SHOW, THE EARLIER I'LL TAKE YOU BACK TO MY NEIGHBOR, I PROMISE"
Again he started going through the drawer under the top of the table I'm standing on, took out a zippo and a joint twice my size, lit it up and started smoking. I kept looking at him not believing that this guy could think naughty after hearing that I just wanted to leave...at least this nerd wasn't aggressive and brutal like the one who made a date with "Camille".
"YOU'RE BEING CHARMING, JACK? YOU'RE ASHAMED BECAUSE YOU LITTLE YOU DON'T KNOW ME? BUT HAD NOT BEEN ASHAMED TO KILL YOUR CURIOSITY ABOUT MY DICK WITHOUT MY CONSENT... I'LL LEAVE YOU MORE WILL, THEN" - Paul stretched his arm out. and from a shelf he brought a glass cup, held me very carefully with his whole hand and placed me inside the cup, I barely had time to complain, then, after pulling a lot of smoke from his marijuana cigarette, he blew all the smoke in the cup where I was and covered it with his hands. I started banging on the glass, begging him to let me go, trying to hold my breath and he was laughing out loud.
I couldn't hold my breath anymore and had to breathe... I was breathing in that smoke for several minutes, while he kept his hand over the inlet of the glass and kept laughing. After a while he took his hand away and let the smoke out, I was dizzy and weird... it was too much THC for my little body to handle. He held me inside again with two fingers very carefully and put me back on his desk... I was very strange... dizzy...
"COME ON, JACK, DANCE FOR ME JUST A LITTLE! I'LL LET'S GIVE YOU BACK TO MY NEIGHBOR AND IF YOU WANT TO, I AGREE TO PARTICIPATE IN YOUR TWO'S FANTASIES, BUT FIRST ONLY WE TWO LET'S HAVE FUN..."
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To see what "Paul" looks like: @giantsizebrasil