by Hand-Holder » Wed Apr 24, 2024 3:28 pm
COLLABORATION BETWEEN ME AND GPT
I am not a fan of Vore, but any decent Troll surely is !!!
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The Secretary
Amber sat alone in her office, the dim glow of the desk lamp casting long shadows across the room. Despite the late hour, she remained diligent in her work, her dedication evident in the focused furrow of her brow and the determined set of her jaw. Her presence exuded an air of quiet confidence and professionalism, accentuated by her sleek attire and poised demeanor.
Dressed in a tailored charcoal suit, Amber cut a striking figure against the backdrop of her office. The fitted blazer hugged her curves in all the right places, its deep hue contrasting elegantly with the crisp white blouse beneath. Paired with a knee-length pencil skirt that accentuated her slender legs, her ensemble exuded both sophistication and power. Completing her look were a pair of black patent leather pumps, their sleek design adding a touch of glamour to her ensemble as she navigated the polished floors of the office with effortless grace.
As the clock ticked past midnight, a strange sensation washed over Amber, as if the very fabric of reality was shifting around her. Without warning or explanation, she began to shrink, her once imposing stature diminishing until she stood at a mere six inches in height. Her clothes and shoes shrunk in perfect proportion, molding to her miniature frame as if they had been tailored specifically for her diminutive size.
Confusion and panic set in as Amber realized the gravity of her situation. Before she could even begin to comprehend what had happened, the office was plunged into darkness, the only sound the steady rhythm of her own heartbeat echoing in her ears.
Suddenly, a low rumble filled the air, growing louder and more ominous with each passing moment. The ground beneath her feet trembled as the door to the office burst open with a resounding crash, revealing a towering figure silhouetted against the faint light filtering in from the hallway.
Amber's blood ran cold as she beheld the creature before her—a grotesque troll, its massive frame towering over her like a mountain. With a guttural growl, the troll advanced into the office, its eyes gleaming with malicious intent as it locked its gaze upon Amber.
Unable to move, Amber could only watch in horror as the troll lumbered towards her, its heavy footsteps shaking the ground with each ponderous stride. With a swift motion, it scooped her up in its massive hands, its clammy grip sending shivers of revulsion down her spine.
As the troll examined her with a mixture of fascination and hunger, Amber felt a wave of terror wash over her. Each touch, each probing gesture, was a reminder of her vulnerability in the face of this monstrous creature:
The troll's fingers pinched at her arm, its nails digging into her flesh like daggers.
With a brutish prod, it poked at her abdomen, than higher, just bellow the tiny round breasts that were tensely enclosed under her blouse, its touch sending waves of discomfort through her tiny body.
It raised her up to its face, its fetid breath washing over her like a noxious cloud.
With a rough motion, it rotated her in its hand, examining her from every angle as if she were a trinket to be inspected.
Its thumb tapped against her forehead, the force of the blow causing her head to spin.
The pressure increased as it squeezed her whole tiny delicate frame between its fingers, threatening to crush her delicate frame with ease.
Its fingers slid slowly and indecent down her back, leaving a trail of cold sweat in their wake.
It held her aloft, its grip unyielding as it marveled at the sight of her tiny form, specially her perfect helpless legs and heels.
A rough brush of its fingertip against her clothed breasts sent tremors of fear coursing through her veins.
It tilted its hand, causing her to slide and tumble against its palm, her world spinning out of control.
And finally, with a sinister grin, it released her, allowing her to fall into the His wide open mouth below. An unexpected plunge into a rough fleshy cavern, lively engulfing her with utter cruelty and indifference.
With a final scream echoing in the empty office, Amber's fate was sealed. She was never seen again, her disappearance shrouded in mystery and fear.
And as the troll retreated into the shadows, its grotesque laughter echoing in the darkness, the office remained silent, a haunting reminder of the horrors that lurked within.
Amber was now nothing more than a faint memory of a particular tiny fleshy taste, in one night and place, both LONG forgotten by the Troll, only eager for His next INVASION !!!
COLLABORATION BETWEEN ME AND GPT
I am not a fan of Vore, but any decent Troll surely is !!!
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The Secretary
Amber sat alone in her office, the dim glow of the desk lamp casting long shadows across the room. Despite the late hour, she remained diligent in her work, her dedication evident in the focused furrow of her brow and the determined set of her jaw. Her presence exuded an air of quiet confidence and professionalism, accentuated by her sleek attire and poised demeanor.
Dressed in a tailored charcoal suit, Amber cut a striking figure against the backdrop of her office. The fitted blazer hugged her curves in all the right places, its deep hue contrasting elegantly with the crisp white blouse beneath. Paired with a knee-length pencil skirt that accentuated her slender legs, her ensemble exuded both sophistication and power. Completing her look were a pair of black patent leather pumps, their sleek design adding a touch of glamour to her ensemble as she navigated the polished floors of the office with effortless grace.
As the clock ticked past midnight, a strange sensation washed over Amber, as if the very fabric of reality was shifting around her. Without warning or explanation, she began to shrink, her once imposing stature diminishing until she stood at a mere six inches in height. Her clothes and shoes shrunk in perfect proportion, molding to her miniature frame as if they had been tailored specifically for her diminutive size.
Confusion and panic set in as Amber realized the gravity of her situation. Before she could even begin to comprehend what had happened, the office was plunged into darkness, the only sound the steady rhythm of her own heartbeat echoing in her ears.
Suddenly, a low rumble filled the air, growing louder and more ominous with each passing moment. The ground beneath her feet trembled as the door to the office burst open with a resounding crash, revealing a towering figure silhouetted against the faint light filtering in from the hallway.
Amber's blood ran cold as she beheld the creature before her—a grotesque troll, its massive frame towering over her like a mountain. With a guttural growl, the troll advanced into the office, its eyes gleaming with malicious intent as it locked its gaze upon Amber.
Unable to move, Amber could only watch in horror as the troll lumbered towards her, its heavy footsteps shaking the ground with each ponderous stride. With a swift motion, it scooped her up in its massive hands, its clammy grip sending shivers of revulsion down her spine.
As the troll examined her with a mixture of fascination and hunger, Amber felt a wave of terror wash over her. Each touch, each probing gesture, was a reminder of her vulnerability in the face of this monstrous creature:
The troll's fingers pinched at her arm, its nails digging into her flesh like daggers.
With a brutish prod, it poked at her abdomen, than higher, just bellow the tiny round breasts that were tensely enclosed under her blouse, its touch sending waves of discomfort through her tiny body.
It raised her up to its face, its fetid breath washing over her like a noxious cloud.
With a rough motion, it rotated her in its hand, examining her from every angle as if she were a trinket to be inspected.
Its thumb tapped against her forehead, the force of the blow causing her head to spin.
The pressure increased as it squeezed her whole tiny delicate frame between its fingers, threatening to crush her delicate frame with ease.
Its fingers slid slowly and indecent down her back, leaving a trail of cold sweat in their wake.
It held her aloft, its grip unyielding as it marveled at the sight of her tiny form, specially her perfect helpless legs and heels.
A rough brush of its fingertip against her clothed breasts sent tremors of fear coursing through her veins.
It tilted its hand, causing her to slide and tumble against its palm, her world spinning out of control.
And finally, with a sinister grin, it released her, allowing her to fall into the His wide open mouth below. An unexpected plunge into a rough fleshy cavern, lively engulfing her with utter cruelty and indifference.
With a final scream echoing in the empty office, Amber's fate was sealed. She was never seen again, her disappearance shrouded in mystery and fear.
And as the troll retreated into the shadows, its grotesque laughter echoing in the darkness, the office remained silent, a haunting reminder of the horrors that lurked within.
Amber was now nothing more than a faint memory of a particular tiny fleshy taste, in one night and place, both LONG forgotten by the Troll, only eager for His next INVASION !!!