"You worried about falling off my finger, little guy?"
She was gazing down at him with a curious mixture of disdain and desire, while he was staring up at a face larger than a billboard with no small amount of shock. Only a few minutes earlier, he'd been a normal, five foot ten man, and suddenly here he was holding on for dear life to a finger bigger than he was. Had she shrunk him herself, or was it simply random, staggeringly unlikely chance? Was it magic? Some advanced technology?
Before he could get answers, she continued with her one-sided dialogue.
"Don't like heights, then? Just hold on for a moment and I'll put that finger somewhere lower for you."
He gripped instinctively even tighter as he was whisked past her tattooed chest and down between her legs. He watched with dawning comprehension as the fingers of her other gargantuan hand spread open her labia.
"Oh SHI-"
Squelch.
Using the pressure of her vaginal walls, she stripped him off her finger as she withdrew it from herself. His frantic struggles provided a wonderful tingling sensation as she brought her finger up to her mouth to lick it clean.
"Mmmm. Don't worry, little guy; I won't let you fall. You can stay in there as long as you like."
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