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The Shrink Ray | halhalerson | 10

 

You start yelling for Laura until she wakes up. She rolls over and looks at you. As she remembers your condition she smiles a coy and cute smile. You drop to your knees, begging once more to be released, but she just laughs it off quietly. She rolls over, turning away from you. You start apologizing for everything, for never catering to her needs before, to always treating her like a sex slave, for degrading her, and for making her feel subjugated. You go on and on, getting no response. After a while she says "That's nice, but now I can't sleep."

You sigh. And then something hits you. You remember suddenly that Laura always used to have trouble sleeping. Back when you were in college, she used to get up in the middle of the night all the time, and back then she used to ask you all the time to help her get back to sleep. There was one thing she always asked for, and you never did it for her. You always said it would be degrading and disgusting, and that you wouldn't feel good having to do it. And so you never did. Even when she pleaded with you to just do it for a few minutes, just so she could get to sleep, or even after she dropped to her knees for two hours to service you, you never ever relented. Your heart pounds in you chest when you realize what's coming.

Laura rolls back over and looks you dead in the eye, smiling.

"Please, oh god no," you plead, looking at Laura. "Please, anything else... I, it.. it's as big as me!! How will I...? Please no don't make me."

Laura reaches over and grabs the glass, sitting up in the bed. She hold the glass in her hand and stares right at you, biting her lower lip. She smiles sexily and slides her hand down over the top of her underwear, her lower body writhing with pleasure. She stares at you and while she touches herself, gasping faintly with pleasure, and smiling evilly at you while she does it. You plead more and more. You have tears in your eyes now.

"Laura, come on... what are you going to do? Please - just let me go back to sleep. I'll be good. I promise."

Laura bites her lower lip, smiles, and places the jar down on the bed, between her knees. You look around as she turns on the desklamp. Her massive legs tower above on either side of you... smooth, sexual. You look at her crotch - she's getting wet through her white panties and you can easily see it. Her hips grind up and down slowly, her hand grazing across the top of her panties. She smiles down at you. "Tonight, I finally get what I want," she says. She grasps the glass and slides it, and you with it, slowly toward her crotch. The plane of her stomach is a full body length above your head. You're gripped with fear. This cannot be happening. She turns over the glass and dumps you into her hand, then places you on the bed right between her legs - her panties just a few inches from you. The smell of her wet pussy overpowers you - it's humid and you can taste her feminine juices in the air.

"No no no no no!" You try to turn away but she pinches you by the legs and hoists you up, dangling you an inch in front of her crotch. "No no no please, please don't make me do this. I'm sorry for everything. Please!"

Laura just laughs at your misery and drags your tiny body gently across her inner thigh. Your heart pounds and the blood rushes to your head. Your mind is racing with the thought of what she might make you do. She won't really make you do anything to her vagina, will she? It's as big as you are! She keeps dragging you gently across her inner thighs, so that your whole naked tiny body grazes her smooth skin and her pubic hairs. You plead and plead, and she gradually moves you closer to her crotch. Her hips start gyrating faster as she drags you gently across the seam of her panties. "mmm" she moans faintly with pleasure, smiling and closing her eyes. Your body is scraped up and down with her pubic hair and covered in her crotch sweat. The smells are nearly unbearable as they seem to permeate your entire existence. Finally she lets you slide across the center of her panties, smearing you slightly with her wetness. You're gagging as she drops you to the bed, directly face to face with her crotch. She reaches her hands down slowly, stroking her inner thighs and looking at you with a sexy grin. Her hips quiver with anticipation... She slides her thumb underneath her panties and starts to peel them down.

 

Try begging again?


          yup, what else can I do?

 
 
 

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