"Holy cow, it worked," Alisa breathed while looking down at the doll-sized woman in her hands. Heather was roughly eight inches tall and frightened beyond measure. The large blonde carefully caressed the tiny woman's skin while marveling at her own handiwork. "Professor Gibbons said he mastered the science behind shrinking, but I thought he was bluffing for more university funding." Heather could feel Alisa's warm breath wash over her as her captor whispered to herself.
Looking up, Heather gulped and squeaked out a barely-audible question. "What are you going to do with me? I demand that you regrow me to my regular size!" The miniature brunette slapped her puny hand against Alisa's enormous grip which seized her by the thighs. Alisa merely giggled back at her.
"Do with you? Oh, my dear, I have no intention of bringing you back to size. You're just too adorable of a toy to ever let you go. I want to study you in this size and see if I can make you creamy with my touches." Heather screamed and pleaded on deaf ears while in her mighty grip. Alisa danced her fingertips over the frail girl's smaller frame and sighed.
"I've always felt your ass was just delicious, now I want a taste." With a devilish grin and a lick of her lips, Alisa turned Heather around and used her free hand to bend the small girl over, exposing that bulbous back end that was devoid of panties. Alisa extended her tongue and began lapping at Heather's ass like an ice cream cone on a hot summer day.
Heather felt the wet muscle slide against her backside. Fear gripped her, surely, but also the sensation of a wet searching tongue and hot breath against her skin stirred something primal within her. "Mmmm," Alisa cooed, "is that your pussy juice I taste?" She kept up her lapping adding in kisses to Heather's ripe ass now captured in the giantess's lips. Oh, if anyone were to walk in on these two right now. Heather was devastated but slightly turned on. "Enjoy this, Heather. This is probably the last time someone is going to kiss your ass." Another swipe to her butt crack with that tongue made tiny Heather swoon and release a trickle of sweet cream from her lips.
"I see I've got you good and soaked now, girl," Alisa teased. "Now let's see how much 'cock' you can take." Alisa licked her index finger and bumped it against Heather's opening.
"Oh God, you wouldn't," Heather belted out in her tiny high-pitched voice. "Please don't, you'll stretch me out!"
"Oh you big baby, fine," came with a pout from Alisa. She pulled back her index finger and sucked on her pinky instead. "I'll start gently with you, then." Alisa shoved her smallest digit into Heather up to her first knuckle. Mortified to be in this position, Heather squirmed against Alisa's grip but became forced to take in her finger.
The stiff finger bone was relentless in it's pursuit of traveling into the shrunken captive. Heather's eyes rolled back into her skull while feeling violated by the dominating giant woman. She'd never had a lover so big, nor had any sex toy this large go inside her. Heather was forced into uncharted waters as it were, and the sensation nearly made her black out.
Alisa pulled her pinky finger out and sucked on it. "Wow, you're a creamy little bitch, aren't you? Lucky for you that your pussy tastes great. Here, try it." Alisa turned poor Heather around and wiped her fingertip against Heather's tiny mouth. The taste was a combination of sugary/tangy womanhood and fear. Heather swallowed her own juices and looked up at Alisa.
"Please," she simply mewled out. Alisa just smiled and started walking with Heather still in her grip. "Where are we going?" Alisa held her new toy against her plump chest and smiled wickedly.
"We're going home to my apartment where I can return the favor to you. I want to see how far I can shove you inside me before I orgasm all over your pretty shrunken face." Alisa grabbed their two backpacks and headed out of the university lab and back to the dorms. The evening had just begun.
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