Ava stepped in front of him and stood. At his point of view, her crotch was now inches away from his face. Her bikini was the only thing keeping the young man from being next to her crotch. Rory was so close to it, he could inhale her scent in the night air. It was enough to make him dizzy with lust right then and there.
Ava put a hand on his shoulder and spoke again. "Are you uncomfortable up here?"
"No, it's not that at all. You and Avery have a very nice cabin. It's just the heat and," he stopped himself. Rory thought he'd suffer a heart attack if he allowed himself to expose his feelings for the big woman. Ava crouched down and looked at Rory's eyes in the streaming moonlight.
"And what?" she persisted. Now her legs were wide open, giving Rory a sight for the ages. Even her amazing chest was stuck out just below his chin. If not for the t-shirt, this woman's large chest would have shown the most heavenly cleavage Rory would have ever witnessed. Ava flung her light brown hair to one side and smiled.
"I shouldn't tell you," Rory said, now looking away. He felt Ava's long fingers gently grip his chin and bring his face back to hers.
"What's bothering you," she wanted to know. It was now or never.
"I..." fear gripped him now. "I think..." he began to say. Ava gently put her palm on Rory's bare chest and smoothed those slender fingers over his muscles. "Oh God, I'm so in love with you it's not even funny," it all came blurting out. "I have been for years. If you don't feel the same, that's fine, but if you now feel awkward, I'll leave before Avery wakes up and just find my way back home." Rory closed his eyes and braced for the worst.
Ava cupped Rory's face in her large hands and in the heat of the summer night, kissed Rory deep, soft at first, but soon forcing her tongue into the smaller man's mouth for a lingering French kiss.
When what seemed like an eternity lapsed, the two broke their kiss and Ava spoke first.
"I wanted to do that too, but it's really hard for a girl like me to have a boyfriend. Most men wouldn't understand. I'm worried you'll feel the same as my past dates did."
"What does that mean?" Rory said, his heart still racing from the incredible lip-lock they just experienced. Ava sighed and slumped her shoulders. Now it was her turn to feel awkward.
"I'm not like most girls. My body is different, to say the least. Avery doesn't say anything because I swore him to secrecy. How do I put this? My pussy," she began, hesitating, "secretes a special kind of juice. While it's meant to lubricate like any other girl, my juices when swallowed, well, have an effect on my partner. I don't think you would enjoy what happens."
Rory had to think about this. What did Ava mean? Was it toxic to a man? What the hell could be so wrong, he thought.
"What happens, Ava?" Ava gulped and stood up. That lovely bikini-clad crotch was now in his face once again.
"My partner shrinks to half his size," the tall woman said plainly. "It's not permanent, but while I'm in the throws of passion and he drinks me, his body reduces in size to roughly three feet in height. Doctor's don't know why it happens, but it does."
Holy shit, Rory thought. He'd always had a giantess fetish, and never once thought something like this could be real. For all the times he'd log on to giantessbooru.com and masturbated to incredible images of giantesses and shrunken men being inserted, he never thought any of that could be real. Now, here was a lovely amazon telling him it was true.
"I don't care," Rory said to her, "you're worth it." Ava smiled down at Rory's face in the moonlight. With a gentle hand, she held the back of his head now, and used her other hand to pull aside her bikini bottom. Rory looked in at his friend's sister and noted how the statuesque beauty shaved herself clean.
Rory dipped his face in close and inhaled. Ava was so fresh and lustful at this point, nothing could stop him from doing what came next. He opened his mouth and kissed Ava's pussy for the first time. Sweet, tangy juices met his taste buds and he drank deeply from her well. With his hands sliding around those muscular, well-toned thighs, Rory cupped Ava's ass in his hands and hugged her pelvis.
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