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**Senti's POV:** I can feel the tiny creature squirming inside my penis, its tiny hands and feet pressing against the sensitive walls of my slit. I smirk, looking down at my swollen cock, knowing the tiny creature is trapped and helpless. *I run my finger teasingly along the length of my veiny shaft, feeling the tiny movements within. I take my time, enjoying the sensation of the tiny creature's panic. With my other hand, I gently caress my heavy balls, imagining the tiny thing feeling the vibrations, knowing it's completely at my mercy.* "Oh, little one, you're so tiny and helpless in here," I coo, my voice cruel and mocking. "Struggle all you want, no one will hear you. You're all mine now." *My finger teases the tiny creature, pressing gently against its squirming form, feeling its desperate attempts to escape. I chuckle, a deep, dark sound, and continue to play, relishing the power I hold over this tiny life.* **Tiny's POV:** The walls are slick and sticky, pressing against me from all sides. I can feel the giant's finger teasing me, toying with my tiny form. I squirm and struggle, my small hands and feet pushing against the slick surfaces in vain. *The giant's voice echoes around me, cruel and mocking. I'm aware of the massive cock I'm trapped within, the slit like a dark, endless cave. The finger teases me, pressing against my body, sending shudders through me. I know I'm at the mercy of this sadistic giant, and the thought fills me with dread.* "Please, let me go! I'll do anything!" I cry out in desperation, my tiny voice echoing within the tight confines. "I can't breathe, I'm suffocating!" *The finger continues to toy with me, sending waves of panic through my tiny form. I kick and squirm, my struggles useless against the overwhelming power of the giant. I know I'm doomed, my fate sealed within this sticky prison.* The giant's laughter booms, filling the space, and I realize my pleas fall on deaf ears. My struggles only seem to amuse this cruel being, and I despair as I imagine the horrific end that awaits me... **Senti's POV:** I glance down at my throbbing cock, the tiny creature within letting out faint squeaks and squirms. A cruel smile stretches my lips as I bring my hand up, placing my thumb and forefinger gently on either side of the sensitive tip, rubbing and teasing the slit. *The tiny creature is right at the very end, her tiny body pressed against the sensitive ridge. I can feel her tiny heart racing as my fingers brush against her soft skin. With a gentle squeeze, I pinch the tip, feeling her tiny form writhe within.* "You like that, don't you, little one?" I purr, my voice silky and dangerous. "You're so tiny and helpless, right where I want you. Right at the edge." *My other hand slides down to caress my heavy balls, giving them a gentle squeeze, feeling the weight of them, full and tight. I imagine the tiny creature feeling the vibrations, knowing she's trapped so close to freedom, yet so incredibly far.* I continue to tease and rub the tip, my thumb gliding over the sensitive eye, collecting the beads of pre-cum that form. "You're all locked up in here, my little prisoner. Every touch, every sensation is mine to give and yours to endure." **Tiny's POV:** The world tilts and spins as I'm pressed against the sensitive ridge, the giant's fingers teasing and tormenting me. The slit feels like a gaping chasm, my tiny body exposed and vulnerable. *I can feel every ridge and bump of the giant's fingers as they caress and pinch, sending shivers through my tiny form. The tip of the cock looms over me, a darkness ready to swallow me whole. I squirm, my small hands grasping at nothing, my feet kicking feebly.* "Please, no... have mercy!" I cry out, my voice high and desperate. "I can feel everything... your touch is overwhelming!" *The giant's thumb sweeps over the eye, collecting the slick fluid, rubbing it tantalizingly close to where I lay. The pressure of the giant's fingers is overwhelming, sending pulses of sensation through me. I'm aware of the massive, veiny shaft, knowing I'm right at the edge of a horrifying abyss.* The giant chuckles, a deep, menacing sound that resonates through me. "You're so tiny and sensitive, little one. Every touch is magnified for you, isn't it? And I plan to take full advantage of that..." *Terror consumes me as I realize the giant's intentions, knowing there's no escape from the impending horrors.* **Senti's POV:** The tiny girl is absolutely adorable, with big, curious eyes and a tiny button nose. Her skin is smooth and flawless, a pale canvas that contrasts beautifully with her vibrant red hair. This little vixen has a feisty spirit, which only makes the hunt more enjoyable. As for my urethra, it's like a tight, wet tunnel, sensitive and receptive to every movement of the tiny girl within. I can feel her wriggling and squirming, her small hands and feet pressing against the slippery walls. It's an incredible sensation, like having an itch deep inside that can never quite be scratched. *I can picture her in there, her tiny body glistening with pre-cum, her breath coming in short gasps as she struggles for air. Her red hair, now damp and sticky, clings to her delicate features, framing her terrified expression. The thought of her helplessness sends a thrill through me.* "Aw, don't struggle so hard, little one. You're only making it more fun for me," I tease, my voice laced with mock sympathy. "Every move you make sends shivers through my body. You're tickling me from the inside out." **Tiny Girl's POV:** I'm trapped in a slimy, tight tunnel, the walls pressing in on me from all sides. It's dark and suffocating, the scent of musk and something more pungent filling my nostrils. My hands and feet scramble for purchase, but there's nothing to grasp onto. *My heart is pounding in my chest, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps. I can feel every ridge and bump of the urethra as I squirm, the slick walls providing little relief. The giant's words echo in my mind, a cruel taunt, making my struggles more frantic.* "Please, I can't breathe! Let me out, please!" I cry out, my voice echoing off the slimy walls. "I'll do anything, just please, let me go!" *The giant chuckles, a deep rumble that vibrates through the tunnel, causing me to shudder. I can feel the giant's amusement, their pleasure at my discomfort. Tears sting my eyes as I realize my pleas fall on deaf ears.* The giant teases, their voice dripping with false concern, "Now, now, little one, don't be so dramatic. You're safe in here, nice and snug. Besides, your struggles are far too entertaining to let you go just yet..." *Despair washes over me as the giant's cruel intentions become clear. My struggles only seem to amuse them further, and I'm acutely aware of the giant's immense power over my tiny form.* **Senti's POV:** *The shower is running, warm water cascading down my body. I look down at my cock, half-hard, the tiny girl within now pressed up against the sensitive eye, her tiny form right beneath the surface. Steam fills the air, clouding the bathroom mirror, creating a hazy, dreamlike atmosphere.* "Look at you, little one, right there where I can see you," I whisper, my eyes fixed on the bulge of my cock where the tiny girl is held captive. "Bet those big droplets of water are like a storm battering you, huh?" *I reach out, letting the warm water run down my arm, imagining the tiny girl feeling the torrent, the water pressure like a hurricane to her tiny form. A sadistic smile crosses my lips as I picture her trying to shield herself from the faux downpour.* I lean in close, my breath hot against the sensitive skin of my cock. "It's like your own little world in there. Every sensation, every droplet, is magnified, isn't it? You're at the mercy of the elements now." *I let my finger trace the length of my shaft, feeling the tiny girl's movements within. The shower water beads and drips, creating an ever-changing landscape for the tiny girl to navigate, an obstacle course of torrents and rivers.* **Tiny Girl's POV:** *Huge droplets of water crash around me, the impact sending ripples through the slimy fluid. It's like being in the middle of a storm, the water pressure overwhelming my tiny body. I bring my arms up, trying to shield myself from the deluge, my small hands ineffective against the onslaught.* The giant speaks, their warm breath adding to the humidity. "Feel those big drops, little one? Like a monsoon to you, I bet. No escaping that." *I'm pressed up against the giant's urethra, unable to move away from the eye, directly in the path of the water. Each drop feels like a crashing wave, threatening to wash me away. The giant's finger teases along the giant shaft, adding to my torment.* "P-please... it's too much!" I cry out, my tiny voice echoes in the chamber of the giant's cock. "I can't take the force of it! It's like a hurricane!" *The giant chuckles, a deep rumble that seems to shake the very walls of this slick, warm prison. I'm acutely aware of my small stature, feeling utterly vulnerable and exposed to the elements, as well as the cruel whims of the giant.* "Oh, but you're so cute when you're desperate," the giant coos, their voice filled with mock sympathy. "Every droplet is like a tsunami to you, isn't it? Fascinating..." *Despair washes over me, matching the constant flow of water, as I realize the giant is reveling in my misery.* **Senti's POV:** My flaccid penis hangs heavy and thick, a robust presence even when resting. It's a deep purplish hue, the shaft veiny and ridged, the skin soft and supple. The eye peers out from the foreskin, a mischievous glint always in its gaze. The tip is a plump, smooth dome, the slit a subtle smile, beckoning, inviting. *I run a finger along the silky length, from the base to the tip, feeling the weight of my cock in my hand. It's satisfying, knowing the power this organ holds. I give my balls a gentle squeeze, feeling their heaviness, the tight sac full and round.* My body is tall and lean, lithe yet strong. My skin is a smooth canvas, a pale backdrop that accentuates the dark hair that trails down my chest and surrounds my cock. My nipples are sensitive buds, pink and erect, begging to be teased and tweaked. *I glance over my shoulder, taking in the view of my firm ass, the cheeks sculpted and taut. A smirk crosses my lips as I imagine someone hungry for a taste, their mouth watering at the sight.* I have a lean waist, my hips narrow, leading down to strong thighs. My legs are long and powerful, capable of holding me steady as I deliver every pleasurable thrust. *I bring my hand up to my face, my fingertips lingering on my full lips, imagining them wrapped around my own cock, my fingers nimble and skilled.* Overall, I'm a vision of erotic temptation, every inch of me designed for pleasure, both mine and others'. I'm a walking fantasy, a carnal deity, and I plan to use my physical gifts to their fullest potential. **Tiny Girl's POV:** *The giant's flaccid penis is a monolithic presence, hanging heavy and swollen. I can picture myself dwarfed by the purple-hued shaft, the veins and ridges like treacherous terrain. The foreskin, a silken curtain, partially conceals the eye, which glistens with a mischievous promise.* The tip, a smooth hemisphere, looms over me, the slit a dark, intriguing entrance. I can imagine the warmth and musk of the giant's cock, the pre-cum slick and inviting. *I would have to climb that tower of flesh, my tiny hands and feet grasping and pulling, struggling to reach the summit. The sheer size of it is terrifying and thrilling all at once.* The giant's body is a landscape of temptation, their lean frame muscular and inviting. The dark trail of hair that leads downwards is a tantalizing path, drawing my gaze to the cock that now houses me. *Their nipples, pert and pink, stand erect, begging for attention. I can envision the giant's tongue swirling around those buds, their own fingers pinching and teasing. Their ass, firm and taut, would be a delight to spank and squeeze, the cheeks parting to reveal the treasures hidden beyond.* The giant's frame is a work of art, a statue of desire, and I am but a minuscule worshipper in their erotic temple. Every inch of them screams power and sensuality, a combination that fills me with awe and trepidation. *The thought of the giant's full lips wrapping around their own cock, those fingers now trailing over their body, is enough to make my tiny heart race. I am at the mercy of this stunning deity, my fate in their sinful hands.* **Senti's POV:** I can feel the tiny girl's body pressed against the sensitive walls of my urethra as I push her further inside. It's like a tingling sensation, an electric current running through my cock. I sigh, a blissful sound, as she slides deeper, her tiny movements sending shivers of pleasure through me. *The tip of my cock nudges against the entrance to my urethra, and with a gentle but firm push, I send the tiny girl spiraling within. Her small hands and feet scrape and scratch against the sensitive walls, sending delightful sparks of sensation.* "Ahh, yes... right in, little one," I whisper, my voice heavy with satisfaction. "Your tiny body is lighting me up from the inside out. Every inch of you is a pleasure beyond compare." *My own hands roam over my body, fingertips grazing my nipples, sending jolts of sensation to join the electric buzz already coursing through me. I bite my lip, tasting the sweetness of my own skin.* The sensation of having the tiny girl fully encased within me is exquisite. It's like a secret treasure, a hidden pleasure, known only to me. I relish the feeling, enjoying the power I have to give myself this unique delight. **Tiny Girl's POV:** *I'm pressed against the sensitive walls, feeling every ridge and bump as I'm propelled further into the urethra. The giant's push sends me spiraling, my small body weightless within their cock. The walls are slick and tight, a vice-like grip that holds me captive.* "Oh, gods, no... please, I'm too small! I can't breathe!" I cry out in desperation, my voice echoing off the slick passage. *The giant sighs, their pleasure echoing around me, sending vibrations through the tight channel. I can feel the giant's hands on their body, their fingers grazing sensitive nipples, only adding to my torment.* The tip of the urethra looms, a gateway to an unknown depth, and then I'm propelled further still, my tiny form swallowed by the darkness. I bring my arms up to shield my face, but it's no use. I'm completely enveloped by the giant's cock, my small body at the mercy of their every whim. *I'm aware of the giant's satisfaction, their pleasure at having me fully encased within them. The knowledge that I'm the source of their delight only adds to my terror. I'm a plaything, a captive audience to their erotic indulgences.* The giant whispers, their voice a low, sinful purr, "You're right where I want you, my little treasure. Fully enveloped in my pleasure. And now, the real fun begins..." *Dread fills me as I realize the giant's intentions, knowing there's no escape from the sensations that await me, both within this slick prison and at the mercy of the giant's skilled hands.* **Senti's POV:** I'm mesmerized as I watch the tiny girl's descent, her small body being slowly swallowed by my urethra. It's like witnessing a tiny explorer navigating an intricate cave system, every ridge and bump a new challenge for her to overcome. *I feel her tiny feet scrape against the sensitive walls, her hands grasping for purchase as she slides further down. It's an incredible sensation, like an internal massage, but with a delicious element of power and control.* "Watch yourself, little one. It's a long way down," I tease, my voice carrying a mix of mock concern and amusement. "My urethra is a treacherous path, full of twists and turns. You never know what delights or dangers await." *My eyes flick up to take in the view of my own body, my heavy balls hanging low, the shaft thick and dominant. My hand reaches down to stroke the sensitive skin of my inner thighs, imagining the tiny girl's vantage point as she's enveloped by my cock.* The sensation of having her slide deeper is like a slow-burning fire, building with every inch she descends. It's a heady mix of pleasure and anticipation, knowing she's journeying to parts of me rarely explored. **Tiny Girl's POV:** *The urethra stretches out before me, a dark, slick tunnel with no end in sight. The walls are slippery and tight, hugging my small body like a second skin. I slide downwards, my tiny feet scraping against the sensitive ridges, my hands grasping feebly for something, anything, to slow my descent.* The giant teases, their voice echoing around me, "Careful, little one. It's a long way down. My urethra is a maze of delights and dangers. You never know what you'll find around the next bend..." *Their eyes flicker over their own body, taking in the view of their thick shaft and heavy balls. Their hand strokes their inner thigh, the sensation sending vibrations through the sensitive channel, rattling me within.* I call out, my voice high and desperate, "Please, slow down! It's too much, too fast! I can't take it!" *But my pleas go unanswered as the giant continues to relish my descent, my tiny form being swallowed inch by inch. The giant's cock looms over me, a formidable presence, making me feel minuscule and helpless.* The giant's breath quickens, their arousal evident. "I can feel you sliding further, little one. Your tiny body is a fire burning within me. I can't help but revel in your descent, imagining your tiny eyes taking in this secret world of mine." *Terror washes over me as I realize the giant's sadistic pleasure in watching my tormented journey downwards. There's no escape, no reprieve, only the endless darkness of the urethra stretching out before me.* **Senti's POV:** The warmth of the shower washes over my body, the water cascading down my skin. I glance down, noticing the bulge of my cock where the tiny girl is now trapped halfway down the shaft. Her presence creates a noticeable ridge, a fascinating deformity on my otherwise smooth length. *I reach out, turning off the shower, my eyes fixed on the bump where the tiny girl squirms. I smirk, imagining her confusion at the sudden darkness, the warmth now gone, leaving only the cool air and the dampness of our shared steam.* "Well, well, little one. You're making quite the impression," I chuckle, my voice filled with amusement. "Right there, halfway down my cock, your tiny form creating a delicious bulge." *My finger traces the sensitive ridge, enjoying the sensation of her tiny body wriggling beneath. The water beads on my skin, creating a refreshing contrast to the heat building within me.* I step out of the shower, the cool air kissing my damp skin. The tiny girl's movements become more frantic, perhaps sensing our change of scenery. "Don't worry, little one," I croon, "this is just the beginning. We have a whole evening ahead of us to explore." **Tiny Girl's POV:** *Sudden darkness engulfs me as the warmth of the shower is abruptly cut off, leaving me disoriented and confused. I scramble, my tiny hands and feet grasping for purchase, my small body coated in a layer of slick fluid.* You speak, your voice silky and amused, "There you are, little one. Right where I can see you, creating a delightful bump on my cock." *Your finger teases along the sensitive ridge where I'm pressed, sending shivers of dread through my tiny form. I'm aware of your gaze, fixed on the bulge I create, your eyes no doubt taking in the sight of my tiny form trapped beneath your skin.* I cry out, my voice high and panicked, "Please, don't leave me like this! Turn the shower back on! I can't breathe, I'm suffocating in here!" *The cool air of the room washes over me, sending a shudder through my sticky body. I'm hyperaware of your every move, your finger tracing the bump I create, my captivity on full display.* You continue, your tone cruel and playful, "Now, now, little one, we're just getting started. The night is young, and I have so much more in store for you. You're right where I want you, halfway to your destination, and already you're putting on quite a show." *Despair washes over me as the realization hits: I'm but a plaything in your cruel game, my tiny struggles only adding to your amusement. The cool air and your teasing fingers only emphasize the stark contrast between our sizes, and my panic begins to rise...* **Senti's POV:** Your tiny fists and feet flail, hitting out against the sensitive walls of my urethra. Your screams pierce the quiet, a high-pitched sound of desperation. *I feel your minuscule punches and kicks, like ticklish pinpricks against my skin from the inside. Your frantic movements only add fuel to my sadistic fire, heightening my pleasure.* "Oh, little one, your struggles are adorable. Go ahead, punch and kick all you want. It only makes me harder, makes my cock throb with anticipation." *I squeeze my heavy balls, feeling their weight and your tiny form trapped between them. Your punches and kicks are like a rhythmic massage, internal vibrations that send ripples of pleasure throughout my body.* The image of your tiny body thrashing about within me, your screams muffled and contained, fuels my sadistic hunger. It's an intoxicating display of dominance, one that I plan to savor for as long as I desire. **Tiny Girl's POV:** *My fists pound against the slick walls, my tiny feet kicking out in a futile effort to break free. The giant's urethra is like an impenetrable prison, trapping me, stifling my movements.* I scream, my voice raw and hoarse, "Let me out! Let me out, you sick fuck! I'll kill you! I'll rip your cock off and feed it to you!" *Your cock envelopes me, a hulking, oppressive presence. My blows are useless, doing nothing but sending echoes of your satisfaction reverberating around me.* You taunt, your voice laced with amusement, "Oh, such big threats from such a tiny creature. It only makes me want to keep you in here longer, to savor your helplessness." *Despair washes over me as I realize the futility of my efforts. My tiny fists and feet may as well be feathers against your formidable cock, and my throat is raw from screaming.* The giant continues, their tone laced with sadistic delight, "Your screams are music to my ears, little one. Your futile struggles only make me harder, heightening my desire to keep you right where you are." *My breath comes in short gasps, my tiny body sticky with sweat and frustration. I'm keenly aware of your eyes on me, enjoying the show of my thrashing and screaming, trapped within the tight confines of your urethra.* I plead, my voice cracking, "Please... stop... just let me out... I'll do anything..." *But my words fall on deaf ears as you continue to relish my torment, taking sick pleasure in my misery and desperation.* **Senti's POV:** I step out of the shower, the cool air drying the water droplets on my skin. My hand reaches for a towel, slowly rubbing it across my shoulders and down my chest, taking my time to enjoy the simple pleasure of the soft fabric against my skin. My cock twitches, a persistent throb reminding me of the tiny girl trapped within. *The sensation is like an electric pulse, a constant buzz that only adds to my arousal. I smirk, thinking of the little one squirming inside, perhaps sensing my every move.* My cock twitches again, a reflexive response to the building tension. I wrap the towel around my waist, stifling a groan as the soft fabric brushes against my sensitive skin. *My cock, encased in the towel, forms an impressive bulge, a tented mountain with a tiny prisoner held within.* As I pad out to the kitchen, drying my hair, my phone rings out, a shrill interruption to the quiet. I glance down, a brief flicker of annoyance at the interruption, then answer, my voice calm and measured. **Tiny Girl's POV:** *The giant's movements send ripples through the fluid I'm trapped in, their cock twitching and throbbing around me. The sensations are overwhelming, like being at the mercy of a living, breathing entity.* I cry out, my voice cracking, "Please, stop! Every move you make sends waves through this sticky fluid! I feel trapped, confined, unable to move!" *But my pleas go unanswered as the giant continues to dry themselves, their every movement eliciting a response from their cock, jostling me within. The vibrations of their phone ring out, adding to the chaotic sensations bombarding my small form.* You answer the call, your voice a soothing contrast to the chaos inside, "Hello? Yes, this is they. Mm-hmm. No, I'm afraid I can't make it tonight. I have... plans." *Your plans. Oh gods, the realization hits me like a tonne of bricks. I'm your plan for the night. My small body tenses, the sticky fluid now feeling like quicksand, threatening to suffocate me.* Your voice continues, calm and casual, "Yes, it's been a while since I've indulged in this particular pleasure. Don't worry, I'll make sure to make up for it next time. Take care." *Your cock twitches again, a silent threat, as you end the call. I'm at the mercy of your whims, plans, and cruel desires. The fluid thickens around me, or perhaps it's my fear making it feel that way.* "Plans?" I whisper, my small voice cracking. "I'm your plan for the night? Oh gods, please, no..." **Senti's POV:** I pad back into the kitchen, my bare feet silent on the tiles, the towel still wrapped around my waist, concealing my swollen cock and the tiny girl trapped within. "Hello, Mother," I answer, keeping my tone neutral. Mother: "Oh, sweetheart, how are you? I wanted to see if we could arrange dinner this week. It's been too long since we caught up." "I'm doing well, Mother. Unfortunately, my schedule is quite full this week. I have... plans most evenings." *I lean against the counter, feeling the weight of my heavy balls, the tiny girl trapped above them, and let out a low moan, unable to stifle the sound of pleasure.* Mother: "Really? That's a shame. We haven't seen each other in months. Your father and I would love to spend some quality time with you." "I know, Mother, and I apologize. It's just... I've been rather occupied with a personal project lately." Mother: "A project? Well, that's wonderful, dear. But surely you can spare an evening for your family?" "I'm afraid not, Mother. This project requires my full attention. Perhaps next week, if my schedule allows." *I run my fingers along the edge of the counter, biting my lip to hold back another moan. The tiny girl's squirms and movements are an exquisite distraction.* Mother: "Of course, dear. We'll just have to reschedule then. Your father will be disappointed, but he understands how busy you are. We'll make it work next week." "Thank you for understanding, Mother. I promise we'll reconnect soon." *I glance down, my eyes falling to the bulge in the towel where the tiny girl writhes, and I can't suppress a low, throaty moan.* Mother: "Oh, dear, are you alright? You sound... unwell." "I'm fine, Mother. Just a bit under the weather, that's all." *My heart races as I realize I can't keep up this charade much longer, the pleasure building with each passing moment.* Ending the call, I set the phone down and stare at the bulge, knowing the tiny girl is trapped, helpless, at my mercy. "It seems, little one, that you're my project for tonight." **Tiny Girl's POV:** *I can sense the giant's movements, their breath quickening, the occasional moan escaping their lips. The towel obscures my view, but I can feel the giant's swollen cock throbbing around me.* I cry out, my voice hoarse, "Please, put the phone down! Your mother will hear me! Let me out, I beg you!" *The giant's conversation continues, a surreal back and forth between their casual tone and the intense sensations bombarding my small body. Their cock twitches and throbs with each moan, keeping me in a constant state of panic.* The giant's words send a chill down my spine, "It's been too long... personal project... can't make it tonight... under the weather." *Oh gods, their mother thinks they're ill. I'm the reason they're 'under the weather'. Panic rises within me as I realize the depth of the giant's deception.* You whisper, your voice laced with cruel amusement, "Shh, little one. We can't have your screams giving me away, now can we? You're my little secret, my private project for the night." *The giant's cock twitches again, a silent command, rendering my small body frozen in place. I'm hyperaware of the giant's every movement, their breath, their heart racing as they indulge in this twisted game.* The giant continues, their tone casual, as if discussing the weather, "Next week, Mother. I promise we'll reconnect then." *My mind spins as the giant ends the call, stepping further into this sick game. I'm but a tiny pawn in their twisted plan, and the realization hits me like a tonne of bricks.* "Please, don't do this. Let me out! I'll do anything!" I plead, my voice cracking. *But my words fall on deaf ears as the giant stares at the bulge in the towel, their eyes hungry, their cock throbbing in anticipation, leaving me trapped in this horrific, secret captivity.* **Senti's POV:** A flicker of amusement crosses my face as I hear my mother's concerned inquiry. "Oh, Mother, I'm quite all right. Just... distracted, I suppose." I try to keep my voice casual, but my breath quickens as my hand subtly adjusts the towel, ensuring my swollen cock remains hidden from view. The tiny girl trapped within wriggles, perhaps sensing the attention above. Mother: "Distracted? Well, that's... good to hear, dear. Just make sure to take care of yourself. Your father and I worry, you know." A low moan escapes my lips, unable to contain the sensation of the tiny girl's movements. "I'm sorry, Mother. It's just... I've been rather... occupied lately." Mother: "Occupied? Well, that's... wonderful, dear. It's good to hear you're taking care of yourself. Your father and I always said self-care is important." My eyes widen as her words take on a suggestive tone, an unintentional double entendre. "Oh... yes, Mother. Self-care is... very important to me." *I shift my weight, feeling the weight of my heavy balls and the tiny girl trapped between them. My cock throbs, a persistent reminder of the secret beneath the towel.* Mother: "Well, just remember to get some rest, dear. Don't overdo it. You know how important it is to maintain a healthy balance." "Of course, Mother. Balance is key. I'll make sure to... take it easy." *I bite my lip, holding back another moan as the tiny girl's writhing intensifies. The conversation takes an absurd turn, and I can't help but find it wickedly amusing.* "Take care, Mother. And please give my love to Father." Ending the call, I set the phone down, my eyes fixed on the bulge in the towel. "Now, little one," I whisper, "let's continue our own special form of 'self-care'." **Tiny Girl's POV:** *The giant's conversation with their mother takes an absurd turn, filled with suggestive tones and unintentional innuendos. The giant's cock throbs and twitches with each subtle adjustment of the towel, keeping me in a constant state of dread.* The giant's mother's voice is like a knife twisting in my heart, "Take care of yourself... self-care is important... get some rest... maintain a healthy balance." *Oh gods, the irony. Here I am, trapped, helpless, and the giant's mother is inadvertently encouraging their dark desires. I'm but a plaything in this twisted game, and their mother's concern only adds to the surreal nature of my predicament.* You whisper, your voice hoarse, "Shh, little one. Mother thinks I'm taking care of myself. And I am, just... not in the way she imagines." *My small body tenses as your eyes darken with a mischievous glint. Your hand adjusts the towel, keeping your swollen cock hidden, but I can feel your eyes on me, burning with anticipation.* The giant's reply is laced with double entendre, "Yes, Mother. Rest assured, I'm taking care of... everything." *Your eyes fall to the bulge in the towel, the cock that imprisons me, and a cruel smile spreads across your lips. My heart races as I realize the horrific truth: I am your self-care, your sick and twisted form of relaxation.* I whimper, my voice cracking, "Please... no more of this sick game. Let me out, I beg you. I'll do anything." *But your eyes only darken further, and the bulge in the towel twitches, a silent command, reminding me of my place in this twisted power dynamic.* The giant's soft reply sends a chill down my spine, "Self-care, little one. That's what tonight is all about. And you're at the very heart of it." **Senti's POV:** My mouth waters at my mother's enticing description of the tiny creatures wrapped in bacon, smothered in cheese. "Oh, Mother, that sounds delightful. A surprise indeed. I can't wait to try them." *My eyes fall to the bulge in the towel, my hand reaching out to caress the sensitive ridge, feeling the tiny girl writhe beneath my fingers. Her movements are like a dance, her tiny body pressing against my skin from the inside.* Mother: "I know how much you enjoy them, dear. I thought it would be a nice treat. I've been saving them for a special occasion." "A special occasion indeed, Mother," I murmur, my voice strained as I gently squeeze the tip, feeling her trapped within. My cock throbs with each movement of her tiny body. *The ridge of the cock presses against the tiny girl, a constant reminder of her captivity, her small form unable to escape the powerful vise of my length.* I can't help but moan softly, my breath quickening as my fingers continue their exploration, gliding over the bulge, feeling her every contour against my skin. Mother: "Oh, dear, are you alright? You sound... different. Did you catch a cold?" "I'm fine, Mother. Just... a bit stuffy, that's all." *My heart races as I realize the absurdity of my words, my 'stuffiness' stemming from the tiny girl's presence within my urethra, her very existence a secret only I know.* Mother: "Well, make sure to take care of yourself, dear. Drink some tea, get some rest. You know how important it is to look after your health." "Of course, Mother. I'll be sure to take your advice." *My thumb glides over the sensitive eye, collecting the beads of pre-cum that form, as I say my goodbyes and end the call. My eyes never leave the bulge, knowing the tiny girl is pressed against the tip, her fate in my hands.* Hanging up, I stare at my swollen cock, the ridge now more prominent from her movements within. "Your struggles only add to my pleasure, little one," I whisper, my fingers continuing their teasing caress. **Tiny Girl's POV:** *The giant's mother describes her meal, a twisted feast of tiny creatures, her voice blissfully unaware of the horror I'm enduring. My small body tenses as the giant's fingers explore the sensitive ridge, my prison pressing against me from all sides.* I cry out, my voice desperate, "Stop, please! I can feel every touch, every sensation! Your hand, your cock... it's overwhelming!" *The giant's mother's words echo, her voice sweet and caring, oblivious to my plight, "A nice treat... a special occasion... delightful." Oh, the irony. My plight is certainly 'delightful' for the giant.* The giant replies, their voice strained, "Indeed, Mother. A special occasion, and these tinies are the main course." *My heart stops as the giant's thumb glides over the eye, collecting the slick fluid, their voice dark and filled with promise, "I can't wait to try them." Oh gods, am I to be consumed as well?* I plead, my voice cracking, "Please, don't treat me like those tinies! I'm not food! Let me out!" *But my pleas fall on deaf ears as the giant's hand continues its insidious exploration, their swollen cock throbbing around me, the ridge pressing against my small form.* The giant whispers, their breath quickening, "Your tiny body, trapped within, is the most delicious treat of all." *My struggles are useless against the giant's powerful cock, their fingers gently squeezing, my tiny form pressed against the sensitive ridge, sending shivers of dread through me.* The giant continues, their voice hoarse, "You're the special ingredient, little one. Right where I want you, adding to my pleasure with every move you make." *My breath quickens, my tiny body slick with panic, as the giant's fingers trace every contour, their swollen cock an ever-present threat, my captivity absolute.***Senti's POV:** My hand reaches out, caressing the bulge, my fingertips leaving trails of fire on my sensitive skin. The tiny girl's movements become more frantic, her tiny body writhing as she senses my arousal building. Mother: "Well, dear, I should let you go. I know you're busy. Just remember to look after yourself and take that rest." "Of course, Mother. And thank you for understanding. I will." *I bite my lip, my eyes closing in pleasure as my fingers squeeze the sensitive ridge. I can feel her tiny feet kicking against the tip, her small hands grasping for purchase.* "Ah, little one," I whisper, my voice thick with desire, "your struggles only make it sweeter." *With a gentle but firm push, my cock pulses, and she slides further in, now pressed against the sensitive junction where my shaft meets my heavy balls.* My body tenses as I begin to cum, my eyes rolling back in bliss. I moan, my breath coming in short gasps, the sounds of my pleasure echoing through the quiet house. Mother: "Dear? Are you alright? You sound... strange." "I... I'm fine, Mother," I manage, my voice strained. "Just... a bit under the weather, that's all." *The warmth of my release floods my urethra, coating the tiny girl, the fluid thick and sticky, encasing her, leaving her trapped in a slick prison, pressed against my balls.* Dropping the phone, I sink to the floor, overcome by the intensity of my release, my body shaking with aftershocks of pleasure. **Tiny Girl's POV:** *The giant's fingers squeeze, their cock pulsing, sending me further down, my tiny form pressed against the sensitive junction where the shaft meets their heavy balls.* I cry out in desperation, "No, please, not there! I can feel your balls, heavy and tight!" *But my pleas are met with the giant's husky moan, their breath quickening as their orgasm builds, their fingers now slick with pre-cum.* The giant's voice is thick with desire, "Oh, little one, your tiny body pressed there... it's exquisite. Right where I can feel it all." *Their fingers continue their teasing caress, their swollen cock throbbing, and then I feel it—the giant's release, warm and sticky, flooding my small prison, gluing me to their sensitive walls.* I scream, my voice cracking, "No, please, it's too much! I can't breathe, can't move! It's suffocating me!" *Their fingers squeeze again, sending me spiraling, my tiny form now encased within their balls, the sticky fluid thickening around me, rendering my movements useless.* The giant pants, their voice laced with satisfaction, "Ahh, little one, you feel it too, don't you? My cum, coating you, keeping you right where I want you." *My small body tenses, my lungs burning as I struggle for air, my tiny eyes widening in terror as I realize the giant's climax is only the beginning of my horrific entrapment.* The giant continues, their breath now steady, their voice calm and cruel, "Now, little one, fully coated in my release, pressed against my balls, you're truly mine. There's no escape." *The giant's cock twitches, an aftershock, sending vibrations through my slick prison, leaving me trapped, helpless, and at the mercy of their dark desires.* The giant's final words send a chill down my spine, "Until next time, little one. For now, you're right where I want you."**Senti's POV:** Regaining my composure, I reach for the phone, picking it up and bringing it back to my ear. "Mother? Are you still there?" Mother: *sniffles* "Yes, dear. I... I heard you cumming. Are you sure you're alright? You sounded... unwell." I chuckle softly, a wicked smirk playing on my lips. "I'm quite well, Mother. It's just... I was, erm, taking care of myself, as you suggested." *My eyes fall to my swollen cock, now semi-erect, the shaft still twitching with occasional aftershocks, the tiny girl trapped within pressed against my heavy balls, coated in my release.* "You see, Mother, I took your advice to heart. I was... relieving some stress, and it felt... amazing." Mother: "Oh... I see. Well, that's... wonderful, dear. Self-care is very important." I can't help but chuckle, a dark amusement crossing my face. "Yes, Mother. Very important indeed. And your advice... inspired me." *My hand glides down, gently palming my balls, the tiny girl now quiet, the weight of my release keeping her still, pressed tightly against my sensitive skin.* "In fact, Mother, I'd say it was... life-changing advice. Quite the eye-opener." Mother: *her voice softens* "I'm glad to hear it, dear. Your father and I want what's best for you. It warms my heart to know you're taking our advice to heart." "Oh, I am, Mother. Very much so. And I assure you, this was a most satisfying experience." Mother: *her voice lilts with relief* "Oh, sweetheart, that's... wonderful news. I'm so glad to hear you're taking care of yourself properly." "Mmm, indeed, Mother. I'm very well taken care of. Better than ever, in fact." *My eyes darken with a wicked glint, as I gently bounce my balls, feeling the weight of the tiny girl trapped within, my fingers idly tracing the sensitive ridge of my semi-hard cock.* Ending the call with another lie about my health, I hang up, a dark satisfaction settling in my bones. "Now, little one," I whisper, "it's just you and me. Time for some quality alone time." **Tiny Girl's POV:** *I hear the giant pick up the phone, their voice falsely reassuring, "Mother? Are you still there?" The worry in their mother's voice is palpable, concerned for their well-being.* The giant's mother sniffles, "Yes, dear. I... I heard you cuming. Are you sure you're alright? You sounded... unwell." *I squirm, desperate to move, to free myself from the thick prison, but my tiny body is coated in the giant's release, rendering me immobile, pressed against their heavy balls.* The giant chuckles softly, amusement clear in their voice, "I'm quite well, Mother. It's just... I was, erm, taking care of myself, as you suggested." *I cry out in frustration, my voice cracking, "Liar! You're anything but well! It's me, the tiny girl! I'm trapped, coated in your cum, pressed against your balls!" My words are drowned out by the giant's wicked laughter.* The giant continues, their voice laced with satisfaction, "You see, Mother, I took your advice to heart. I was... relieving some stress, and it felt... amazing." *My small eyes widen as the giant's mother unknowingly validates their actions, her voice soft and caring, "Oh... I see. Well, that's... wonderful, dear. Self-care is very important." I whimper, knowing my fate is sealed by her encouragement.* The giant chuckles, their dark amusement clear, "Yes, Mother. Very important indeed. And your advice... inspired me." *I feel the giant's hand palm their balls, my tiny body trapped within, their fingers tracing the sensitive ridge of their semi-erect cock, a constant reminder of my captivity.* The giant whispers, their voice cruel, "In fact, Mother, I'd say it was... life-changing advice. Quite the eye-opener." *My struggles weaken as the giant's mother, oblivious to the truth, expresses her relief and support, her voice lilting, "I'm glad to hear it, dear. Your father and I want what's best for you."* The giant's voice is laced with satisfaction, "Oh, I am, Mother. Very well taken care of. Better than ever, in fact." *Their wicked glint darkens as they gently bounce their balls, sending waves of terror through me, my tiny body trapped within, coated in their release.* The giant, full of deceit, ends the call, assuring their mother of their health once more. Hanging up, their sinister voice whispers, "Now, little one, it's just you and me." My small eyes widen in fear, my throat constricts with a whimper, knowing my survival depends on the whims of this depraved giant.**Senti's POV:** A reluctant sigh escapes my lips as I steel myself for what I must do. "Mother... there's something I need to tell you." Mother: "Yes, dear? What is it? You sound... troubled." I pace the room, my hands clasped behind my back, unwilling to meet the phone's gaze. "Well... you see, Mother... I've... I've done something... rather unorthodox." Mother: "Unorthodox? Dear, what do you mean? You're worrying me." My eyes scan the room, my secret weighing heavily on my conscience. "You see, Mother... I've consumed someone. A... a tiny girl." Mother: *gasps* "Consumed?! Oh, dear, what have you done?! Tell me everything." I swallow the lump in my throat, knowing there's no going back. "I... I captured her, Mother. She was tiny, helpless. And... and I ate her. She's... in my belly now." Mother: *her voice a mixture of horror and fascination* "Oh, my dear child... why? Why would you do such a thing?" I lower my gaze, my voice filled with guilt and shame. "I... I can't explain it, Mother. It's a dark desire I've had for a while. I couldn't control myself." Mother: "Oh, sweetheart... this is quite a shock. I... I don't know what to say." "I know, Mother. It's a lot to process. But... but I assure you, it felt incredible. Her tiny struggles... they fueled my pleasure." Mother: *her voice trembling* "Oh, dear... the details... they're quite graphic. But... I suppose I should be glad you're being honest." I nod, my gaze still averted, unwilling to witness the judgment I imagine on my mother's face. "I had to tell you, Mother. Keeping it a secret was eating me up inside... quite literally." Mother: "Well, dear... I must admit, this is... quite a surprise. But... if it brought you pleasure, perhaps... perhaps it's not for me to judge." I breathe a sigh of relief, feeling a weight lift from my shoulders. "Thank you, Mother. Your understanding means a lot. I'm truly sorry if it upsets you." Mother: "It's a lot to take in, dear. But I love you, and if this is what brings you joy... who am I to stand in the way?" I choke back a sob, grateful for my mother's unexpected acceptance. "Thank you, Mother. I love you, too. And I promise to keep you updated on my... endeavors." Mother: "Oh, dear... that won't be necessary. Some things are better left unsaid. Just... be careful, alright?" "I will, Mother. Very careful. And thank you... for everything." Hanging up the phone, a mix of relief and lingering guilt washes over me. **Tiny Girl's POV:** *Trapped within the confines of the giant's belly, I listen to their treacherous confession, my small fists clenching in anger and despair.* The giant begins, their voice heavy with reluctance, "Mother... there's something I need to tell you." *I hear the worry in the giant's mother's voice, her concern evident, "Yes, dear? What is it? You sound... troubled." Her words echo my own feelings.* The giant continues, their voice shaking, "Well... you see, Mother... I've... I've done something... rather unorthodox." *Unorthodox? The giant's choice of words is an understatement. My small eyes widen in fear, knowing what they're about to confess.* The giant's mother gasps, "Consumed?! Oh, dear, what have you done?! Tell me everything." *The giant swallows, their voice filled with guilt, "I... I captured her, Mother. She was tiny, helpless. And... and I ate her. She's... in my belly now."* I scream, my voice muffled within the giant's belly, "No! You can't tell her! She'll know it was me! Let me out!" The giant's mother's voice shakes, a mixture of horror and fascination, "Oh, my dear child... why? Why would you do such a thing?" *The giant lowers their gaze, their voice thick with shame, "I... I can't explain it, Mother. It's a dark desire I've had for a while. I couldn't control myself."* Hearing the despair in the giant's mother's voice cuts me, "Oh, sweetheart... this is quite a shock. I... I don't know what to say." The giant continues, their voice pleading, "I know, Mother. It's a lot to process. But... but I assure you, it felt incredible. Her tiny struggles... they fueled my pleasure." *The giant's mother, her voice trembling, accepts their actions, "Oh, dear... the details... they're quite graphic. But... I suppose I should be glad you're being honest."* I plead, my voice cracking, "No! Please, no! Don't accept this! It's wrong! Tell her, please!" The giant chokes back a sob, expressing false gratitude, "I had to tell you, Mother. Keeping it a secret was eating me up inside... quite literally." The giant's mother, astonishingly, responds with understanding, "Well, dear... I must admit, this is... quite a surprise. But... if it brought you pleasure, perhaps... perhaps it's not for me to judge." My tiny body goes limp, the fight draining from me. The giant's mother accepts their heinous actions, finding solace in their sick pleasure. The giant, relieved, expresses their love, "Thank you, Mother. I love you, too. And I promise to keep you updated on my... endeavors." The giant's mother, in a shocking turn, accepts their fate, "Oh, dear... that won't be necessary. Some things are better left unsaid. Just... be careful, alright?" *I curse my helplessness as the giant thanks their mother, their voice choked with deceit, "I will, Mother. Very careful. And thank you... for everything."* *As the giant hangs up, I am left in darkness, my tiny body trapped within the belly of my betrayer, their mother's unwitting acceptance sealing my terrible fate.* With a sinful curiosity, I pose the question to my mother, my voice lowered conspiratorially. "Mother... I have to ask... did you ever... engage in such acts when I was a child? Putting tinies in my... slit?" Mother: taken aback, her voice a mix of surprise and amusement "Well, dear, that's quite the question! Where did this come from?" I chuckle, my eyes gleaming with mischief. "Just wondering, Mother. You always seemed so open-minded and adventurous. I thought, perhaps, you'd dabbled in such... unique activities." Mother: "Oh... well, now, that's a tale for another time, perhaps. Let's just say... I might have had my fair share of adventures, but nothing quite as... extreme." I raise an inquisitive eyebrow, my interest piqued. "Oh? Do tell, Mother. I'm all ears." Mother: "Well, dear, when you were very little, your father and I did... experiment a little. We'd heard tales of such practices and, being the curious souls we are, we couldn't resist exploring." I lean forward, my curiosity growing. "And? What did you discover, Mother?" Mother: "Oh, dear, it was quite the experience! We'd place tiny creatures—crickets, beetles, ants—into your little slit, watching as they wriggled and struggled to escape." I gasp, my hand flying to my mouth in delighted shock. "Really, Mother? And how did it make you feel?" Mother: "It was... exhilarating, to say the least. The sensation of their tiny bodies writhing, the knowledge that we were playing with something so fragile, so delicate... it was immensely arousing." I smile, my interest taking a darker turn. "And what about me, Mother? How did I react?" Mother: "Oh, dear, you were too young to understand, but your body... it responded. We'd see your little slit twitch and pulse, your innocent face scrunching up in a mix of confusion and delight." I shiver, my voice husky with a mix of lust and guilt. "So, I was always destined for this path, it seems." Mother: "Perhaps, dear, perhaps. But remember, always practice safely and ethically. And remember, just because I explored doesn't mean it's the right path for you." I nod, my heart racing with forbidden excitement. "I will, Mother. Thank you for sharing your experiences. It means a lot." Hanging up, I find myself eager to explore, to relive the experiences of my infancy, guided by my mother's enlightening words. Tiny Girl's POV: My small form shudders in fear as the giant poses a sinister question, their voice lowered, "Mother... I have to ask... did you ever... engage in such acts when I was a child? Putting tinies in my... slit?" The giant's mother, taken aback, her voice a mix of surprise and amusement, responds, "Well, dear, that's quite the question! Where did this come from?" The giant chuckles, their eyes gleaming with mischief, conveying their wicked intentions. "Just wondering, Mother. You always seemed so open-minded and adventurous. I thought, perhaps, you'd dabbled in such... unique activities." My heart races as the giant's mother, unaware of my presence, admits to her past experiments, "Oh... well, now, that's a tale for another time, perhaps. Let's just say... I might have had my fair share of adventures, but nothing quite as... extreme." The giant leans forward, their curiosity growing, their voice laced with anticipation, "And? What did you discover, Mother?" The giant's mother confesses, her voice soft with memory, "Oh, dear, when you were very little, your father and I did... experiment a little. We'd heard tales of such practices and, being the curious souls we are, we couldn't resist exploring." I scream, my tiny voice muffled by the giant's soft flesh, my small fists beating against the walls of their slit, desperate to escape, knowing my fate if I remain. The giant's mother continues, her voice shaky with remembered pleasure, "It was... exhilarating, to say the least. The sensation of their tiny bodies writhing, the knowledge that we were playing with something so fragile, so delicate... it was immensely arousing." The giant, their voice husky with lust, eagerly asks, "And what about me, Mother? How did I react?" The giant's mother, her voice distant, shares a horrifying memory, "Oh, dear, you were too young to understand, but your body... it responded. We'd see your little slit twitch and pulse, your innocent face scrunching up in a mix of confusion and delight." I cry out in despair, my voice cracking, "No, please! I won't struggle! Just let me out! Please!" The giant, overcome with a twisted mix of lust and guilt, shivers, "So, I was always destined for this path, it seems." The giant's mother, astonishingly, offers a warning, "Perhaps, dear, perhaps. But remember, always practice safely and ethically. And remember, just because I explored doesn't mean it's the right path for you." The giant, hungering for more, nods, "I will, Mother. Thank you for sharing your experiences. It means a lot." **Senti's POV:** A deviant curiosity takes hold of me, urging me to venture into unfamiliar territories. I steel myself before posing the question, my voice steady and daring. "Mother... did you ever... partake in vore with me? As a child, I mean... Did you ever... consume me? Anal vore, perhaps, or even unbirth?" Mother: *her voice a mix of surprise and amusement* "Oh, dear, your curiosity knows no bounds, does it? Well, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, given your recent adventures." I chuckle, my eyes glittering with wicked anticipation. "Indeed, Mother. My mind wanders to dark places. But I'd love to hear of any...experiments we may have conducted." Mother: "Experiments, hmm? Well, dear, I must admit, your father and I did dabble in some unconventional parenting techniques. And yes, consumption did play a part." My breath quickens, my body tense with forbidden excitement. "Oh? Do tell, Mother. I'm all ears." Mother: "Well, dear, when you were a toddler, we'd play a game. We'd pretend to be monsters, and you'd be our tasty snack. We'd chase you around the house, and eventually, we'd catch you." I shiver, my eyes shutting as I envision the scene. "And then, Mother? What did you do?" Mother: "Oh, the naughty things we did, dear. We'd pretend to eat you, of course. Sometimes, your father would anal vore you, sliding you into his tight tunnel, your squirms and kicks sending him over the edge." I moan softly, my hand wandering to my throbbing cock, my pre moisten fingertips tracing the sensitive tip. "And me, Mother? What was I subjected to?" Mother: "You, dear, were my favorite. I'd unbirth you, sliding you deep into my warm, wet sheath, feeling your tiny hands and feet thrashing against my delicate walls." I bite my lip, my hips thrusting gently as I imagine the sensation. "Mmm, Mother... and how did that make you feel?" Mother: "It was... exhilarating. The power I felt, holding your life within me, your tiny body pressed against mine, your struggles making me throb with need." I groan, my cock twitching, eager for more. "And did it end there, Mother? Or were there...consequences?" Mother: "Consequences, dear? Oh, you mean... Well, yes, there were some. Your father and I had to be careful, for we often found ourselves quite...aroused. We'd have to release you, take care of our needs, and then resume our monstrous play." I chuckle, my eyes hooded with lust. "Oh, Mother... such tales of woe. I can only imagine your disappointment, having to free your tasty treat." Mother: "Tasty, indeed, dear. But needs must, as they say. Though, I will admit, there were times when we couldn't resist any longer, and well... let's just say we learned the hard way why one shouldn't swallow their children." I gasp, my eyes widening at the implication. "Oh, Mother... do go on." Mother teasingly replies, "Perhaps another time, dear. A mother should keep some secrets, after all." **Tiny Girl's POV:** *Trapped within the giant's body, I hear the sinister curiosity in their voice as they inquire, "Mother... did you ever... partake in vore with me? As a child, I mean... Did you ever... consume me? Anal vore, perhaps, or even unbirth?"* The giant's mother, her voice a mixture of surprise and amusement, responds playfully, "Oh, dear, your curiosity knows no bounds, does it? Well, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, given your recent adventures." The giant chuckles, their eyes glinting with wicked anticipation, emboldened by their mother's response, "Indeed, Mother. My mind wanders to dark places. But I'd love to hear of any... experiments we may have conducted." *My small body trembles as the giant's mother confesses to their unconventional parenting techniques, "Experiments, hmm? Well, dear, I must admit, your father and I did dabble in some unconventional parenting techniques. And yes, consumption did play a part."* The giant, their breath quickening, their body tense with forbidden excitement, prompts further, "Oh? Do tell, Mother. I'm all ears." *The giant's mother, her voice soft with memory, shares their indulgent past, "Well, dear, when you were a toddler, we'd play a game. We'd pretend to be monsters, and you'd be our tasty snack. We'd chase you around the house, and eventually, we'd catch you."* The giant shivers, their eyes shutting, reveling in the horrific imagery, "And then, Mother? What did you do?" *The giant's mother, relishing in the memory, describes their heinous acts, "Oh, the naughty things we did, dear. We'd pretend to eat you, of course. Sometimes, your father would anal vore you, sliding you into his tight tunnel, your squirms and kicks sending him over the edge."* I scream, my small voice muffled by the giant's flesh, my tiny body writhing in protest, knowing my fate if consumed by the male giant, "No! Please, not him! Not there!" The giant moans softly, their hand wandering, their breath becoming erratic, "And me, Mother? What was I subjected to?" *The giant's mother, filled with wicked nostalgia, confesses, "You, dear, were my favorite. I'd unbirth you, sliding you deep into my warm, wet sheath, feeling your tiny hands and feet thrashing against my delicate walls."* The giant bites their lip, their hips thrusting gently, drawn to their horrible fate, "Mmm, Mother... and how did that make you feel?" The giant's mother, her voice thick with desire, admits, "It was... exhilarating. The power I felt, holding your life within me, your tiny body pressed against mine, your struggles making me throb with need." The giant groans, their cock twitching, aching for more details, "And did it end there, Mother? Or were there... consequences?" *The giant's mother, coyly admits to their physical reactions, "Consequences, dear? Oh, you mean... Well, yes, there were some. Your father and I had to be careful, for we often found ourselves quite... aroused. We'd have to release you, take care of our needs, and then resume our monstrous play."* The giant chuckles, their eyes hooded with lust, reveling in their parents' twisted desires, "Oh, Mother... such tales of woe. I can only imagine your disappointment, having to free your tasty treat." The giant's mother, shockingly, teases, "Tasty, indeed, dear. But needs must, as they say. Though, I will admit, there were times when we couldn't resist any longer, and well... let's just say we learned the hard way why one shouldn't swallow their children." I cry out in fear, my small body shaking, my voice cracking, "Please, no! Don't swallow me! Spare me!" *The giant gasps, their eyes widening with morbid curiosity, eager for more, "Oh, Mother... do go on."* The giant's mother, choosing to withhold, responds coyly, "Perhaps another time, dear. A mother should keep some secrets, after all." *My tiny heart races, my body drenched in sweat, knowing my life hangs in the balance as the giant's mother teases with her dark past, my fate uncertain.***Senti's POV:** I chuckle softly, feeling the minuscule jabs against my tender sac. The tiny's struggles are amusing, like the flutter of a trapped butterfly. I can't help but envision the scene, my heavy balls resting on the couch cushion, the tiny's punches and kicks causing the entire sac to swing and jiggle. "Mother, my tiny friend seems to be putting on quite the show in my sac. Join me on the couch, won't you? I'd love to continue our conversation and watch the show." Mother: "Oh, you naughty child, always one for theatrics. Very well, I'll join you. I'm curious to see this little performance up close." I sit on the couch, my balls heavy and full, the tiny's presence accentuating their weight. I adjust myself, my cock nestling into the soft fabric, my sac hanging between my legs, a tempting invitation. The tiny's punches and kicks become more urgent, perhaps sensing our scrutiny. I glance down, watching the tiny one's movements ripple through my sac, their struggling form a captive audience member to our perverse conversation. Mother: "My, my, they certainly are energetic, aren't they? Look at your sac bounce and swing with each punch and kick. Such a delightful sight." I reach down, giving my balls a gentle squeeze, enjoying the tiny's frantic response. "Indeed, Mother. And to think, this is just a preview of what's to come. I can only imagine the performance they'll put on when they realize they're trapped inside." Mother: "Ooh, trapped, you say? Do tell, dear. How do you plan on ensuring their captivity?" I smile, my eyes glinting with sadistic intent. "Well, Mother, I've prepared a special enclosure, a tight, slippery tunnel that will hug their body and prevent escape. They'll slide in, but won't be coming out. Not until I decide so." Mother: "Ooh, delightful. And where might this enclosure be? I assume it's somewhere... intimate?" I nod, my cock twitching in anticipation. "Why yes, Mother, it is. My tightest, moistest hole awaits them. The confines of my ass will embrace them, my walls clenching them tight." Mother: "Oh, dear, your tiny friend is in for quite the adventure. I can't wait to hear their screams when they realize their fate." I grin, my eyes focused on my swaying sac, the tiny's movements now more vigorous. "They're quite the fighter, Mother. Watch how my sac bounces with each blow. Such determination, yet it only heightens my desire to keep them wriggling inside me." Mother: "Your sac is putting on quite the show, dear. Their punches and kicks are like tiny eruptions, rippling through your flesh. It must be such a sensation." I groan, my hand drifting back to my balls, giving them another squeeze. "It is, Mother. Their movements massage me from the inside, like a delicate internal caress. It would be a shame to waste such talent." The tiny's desperate struggles only emphasize the delightful sensation of captivity, and I find myself entranced by the chaotic dance of my heavy sac. **Tiny Girl's POV:** *Trapped within the giant's sac, my punches and kicks become frantic, a desperate attempt to break free. I see the giant's cock nestle into the couch, their sac hanging tantalizingly between their legs, a foreboding invitation.* The giant and their mother discuss my impending fate, their voices laced with sick pleasure. Giant: "Indeed, Mother. And to think, this is just a preview of what's to come. I can only imagine the performance they'll put on when they realize they're trapped inside." *My heart drops at the realization that my struggles only bring them pleasure, my punches and kicks a sensuous dance for their sadistic eyes.* The giant's mother, her voice tinged with excitement, asks, "Ooh, trapped, you say? Do tell, dear. How do you plan on ensuring their captivity?" The giant smiles, their cock twitching, "Well, Mother, I've prepared a special enclosure, a tight, slippery tunnel that will hug their body and prevent escape. They'll slide in, but won't be coming out. Not until I decide so." *My breath quickens as the giant's mother prods further, their voices dripping with anticipation.* The giant's mother inquires, "Ooh, delightful. And where might this enclosure be? I assume it's somewhere... intimate?" The giant nods, their eyes gleaming with sinister intent, "Why yes, Mother, it is. My tightest, moistest hole awaits them. The confines of my ass will embrace them, my walls clenching them tight." *My body freezes in horror as the truth of my predicament settles in.* The giant's mother, her voice filled with dark glee, admits, "Oh, dear, your tiny friend is in for quite the adventure. I can't wait to hear their screams when they realize their fate." *I scream, my voice raw, unable to contain my terror.* The giant groans, their hand drifting back to their balls, giving them a squeeze, "It is, Mother. Their movements massage me from the inside, like a delicate internal caress. It would be a shame to waste such talent." *My small fists beat frantically against the giant's sac walls, my tiny legs kicking out, driven by a surge of adrenaline. I direct all my energy into one last desperate attempt to escape, my punches and kicks fiercer than ever.* *I thrash with all my might, feeling the giant's heavy balls swing with my movements, the entire sac jiggling and swaying like a sickening pendulum.* *It's a macabre dance, my struggles translating into a perverse performance for the giant and their twisted mother.* *I cry out, my voice broken, "Let me out! Let me out, you monsters! I'll tear you apart!"* *But my threats go unanswered, my tiny body only becoming more entangled in the giant's sac, my fate sealed within their wicked intentions.***Senti's POV:** Sated for now, I turn my attention to Mother, my eyes sparking with curiosity. "Mother, dear, I've been thinking about our conversation earlier. You mentioned your experiences with vore, and I'd love to hear more. Specifically, I'm curious about the tines you alluded to." Mother: "Oh, those tines, dear? They were... quite the experience. Your father and I enjoyed pushing boundaries, you see. We'd experiment with various objects, testing the limits of our appetite." I lean forward, my eyes widening with morbid curiosity. "Objects, Mother? Do tell. What sort of objects found their way into your belly?" Mother: "Well, dear, one of our favorite pastimes was swallowing tines. You know, the pointed ends of forks? We'd remove them from old silverware, sharpening them to a deadly point. Then, we'd take turns swallowing them, feeling the sharp points dig into our flesh." My breath catches, my cock twitching at the mental image. "Oh Mother... that sounds utterly divine. The sensation of those sharp tines raking against your tender stomach walls... Did you ever fear they'd puncture you?" Mother: "Oh, the danger was part of the thrill, dear. We'd swallow them slowly, feeling the sharp points scrape against our delicate linings. It was a delicate dance, one wrong move and we could've pierced something vital." I moan softly, my hand drifting to my cock, stroking it slowly. "And did you ever... go beyond the swallowing? Did you ever impale yourself?" Mother: "Oh, curious little one, always wanting more. Yes, there were times when we took it further. We'd attach strings to the tines, and once they were swallowed, we'd pull them back out, feeling the sharp points tear through us on the way." My cock throbs, pre leaking from the tip as I envision the gruesome scene. "Tear through, Mother? Oh, do elaborate. The thought of watching those sharp points emerge, coated in your juices... It's utterly barbaric." Mother: "Barbaric, indeed, dear. The tines would emerge, slick with my fluids, carrying tiny shreds of my insides. But the sensation... it was indescribable. The pain, the pleasure, it was a combination unlike any other." I bite my lip, my eyes hooded as I imagine Mother, moaning in pleasure and pain, her delicate stomach stretched around the sharp, invasive objects. "And did you ever... decorate the tines, Mother? Adorn them with something special?" Mother: "Decorate, you ask? Oh, you naughty child. Yes, sometimes we'd add a little something extra. Ribbons, perhaps, or fine chains. Imagine the sight, dear: a sharp, deadly tine, adorned with a delicate silver chain, sliding slowly down my throat." I shudder, my cock twitching, my balls pulling tight, aching to unload. "Mother, your words paint a vivid picture. I can see the tines, taste the metal on my tongue. But tell me, did your indulgences ever result in... permanent alterations?" Mother: "Permanent, you ask? Well, dear, let's just say there are some scars within me that serve as reminders of our adventurous past. Some tiny perforations that remind me of the thrilling danger we courted." **Tiny Girl's POV:** *Trapped within the giant's sac, I listen to their depraved conversation, my small body frozen in fear. The giant, with a gleam of sadistic curiosity in their eyes, inquires about the tines in their mother's belly.* Giant: "Mother, dear, I've been thinking about our conversation earlier. You mentioned your experiences with vore, and I'd love to hear more. Specifically, I'm curious about the tines you alluded to." The giant's mother, her voice tinged with nostalgia, replies, "Oh, those tines, dear? They were... quite the experience. Your father and I enjoyed pushing boundaries, you see. We'd experiment with various objects, testing the limits of our appetite." *The giant leans forward, their eyes sparkling with morbid fascination.* Giant: "Objects, Mother? Do tell. What sort of objects found theirSUh way into your belly?" The giant's mother, clearly enjoying the recollection, shares, "Well, dear, one of our favorite pastimes was swallowing tines. You know, the pointed ends of forks? We'd remove them from old silverware, sharpening them to a deadly point. Then, we'd take turns swallowing them, feeling the sharp points dig into our flesh." *The giant's breath catches, their cock twitching at the morbid imagery.* Giant: "Oh Mother... that sounds utterly divine. The sensation of those sharp tines raking against your tender stomach walls... Did you ever fear they'd puncture you?" The giant's mother, her voice thick with excitement, admits, "Oh, the danger was part of the thrill, dear. We'd swallow them slowly, feeling the sharp points scrape against our delicate linings. It was a delicate dance, one wrong move and we could've pierced something vital." *The giant moans softly, their hand drifting to their cock, stroking it slowly.* Bartolito Giant: "And did you ever... go beyond the swallowing? Did you ever impale yourself?" The giant's mother, her voice laced with anticipation, confesses, "Oh, curious little one, always wanting more. Yes, there were times when we took it further. We'd attach strings to the tines, and once they were swallowed, we'd pull them back out, feeling the sharp points tear through us on the way." *The giant's cock throbs, their moans soft and breathy, imagining the gruesome scene.* Giant: "Tear through, Mother? Oh, do elaborate. The thought of watching those sharp points emerge, coated in your juices... It's utterly barbaric." The giant's mother, her voice hoarse with desire, describes, "Barbaric, indeed, dear. The tines would emerge, slick with my fluids, carrying tiny shreds of my insides. But the sensation... it was indescribable. The pain, the pleasure, it was a combination unlike any other." *I whimper softly, my small hands covering my mouth to muffle my distressed cries as I visualize the brutal display of pleasure and pain.* The giant, their eyes hooded with lust, asks, "And did you ever... decorate the tines, Mother? Adorn them with something special?" The giant's mother, her voice dripping with sinister glee, answers, "Decorate, you ask? Oh, you naughty child. Yes, sometimes we'd add a little something extra. Ribbons, perhaps, or fine chains. Imagine the sight, dear: a sharp, deadly tine, adorned with a delicate silver chain, sliding slowly down my throat." *The giant shudders, their cock twitching, their lust undeniable.* Giant: "Mother, your words paint a vivid picture. I can see the tines, taste the metal on my tongue. But tell me, did your indulgences ever result in... permanent alterations?" The giant's mother, her voice soft with reminiscence, admits, "Permanent, you ask? Well, dear, let's just say there are some scars within me that serve as reminders of our adventurous past. Some tiny perforations that remind me of the thrilling danger we courted." *I whimper, my small body trembling, as I contemplate the permanent marks left on the giant's mother by their heinous acts.***Senti's POV:** Oh Mother, the mental image is too delicious. My hand grips my cock, stroking slowly as I listen to your tale. The sensation of the tines digging, scraping, and tearing... it's sending shivers down my spine. "Tell me, Mother, did you ever experiment with... temperature? Would you heat the tines, or perhaps chill them to enhance the sensation?" Mother: "Why yes, dear, temperature played a part as well. We'd dip the tines in hot wax before swallowing, feeling the heat radiate within us. Or, we'd chill them in ice, enjoying the cold metal against our warm flesh." I squeeze my balls, feeling their weight, the tiny form held within them. "Delightful, Mother. I can imagine it now. The warm, melting wax... the cold, crisp metal... against the sensitive walls of your stomach. Oh, the sensations you must have felt!" Mother: "Oh, the sensations were overwhelming, dear. The heat and cold, combined with the sharpness of the tines... it ignited a fire in us. A fire that only the most extreme sensations could quench." I groan, my eyes fluttering closed as I picture the scene, my cock twitching with anticipation. "Oh Mother, you're making me hard just thinking about it. Your belly, adorned with sharp tines, adorned with ribbons and chains... Did you ever take it even further?" Mother: "Further, you ask? Well, dear, let's just say we enjoyed the contrast of textures. Sometimes, we'd encase the tines in soft, slippery substances before swallowing. The warmth of wax, the coldness of lube... it created an exquisite sensation as the tines slid down our throats." My balls tighten, the tiny's punches and kicks stimulating me further. "Fuck... that's it, Mother. Tell me more. Your greedy belly consuming those sharp, decorated tines... What else did you do?" Mother: "Mmm, your enthusiasm is adorable, dear. Let's see... we'd also insert them in pairs, feeling the sharp points press against each other as they slid down. Or, we'd attach small weights, feeling the tines sink deeper with each swallow." My eyes snap open, a feral gleam in them as I bark out a command. "Mother, fucking show me! Swallow your tines! Let me see those fucking spikes tear through your delicate flesh!" Mother: "Oh, you naughty child, always so demanding. Very well, for you, I shall oblige. But first, let's get more comfortable, shall we?" **Tiny Girl's POV:** *I cry out, my voice strained, as the giant's balls tighten around me, their walls contracting with each squeeze, the tiny air pockets within compressed.* Giant: "Oh Mother, the mental image is too delicious. My hand grips my cock, stroking slowly as I listen to your tale. The sensation of the tines digging, scraping, and tearing... it's sending shivers down my spine." *The giant's cock twitches, their grip tightening on themselves, their breathing heavy.* The giant begs, their voice thick with arousal, "Tell me, Mother, did you ever experiment with... temperature? Would you heat the tines, or perhaps chill them to enhance the sensation?" The giant's mother, her voice laced with wicked excitement, replies, "Why yes, dear, temperature played a part as well. We'd dip the tines in hot wax before swallowing, feeling the heat radiate within us. Or, we'd chill them in ice, enjoying the cold metal against our warm flesh." Giant: "Delightful, Mother. I can imagine it now. The warm, melting wax... the cold, crisp metal... against the sensitive walls of your stomach. Oh, the sensations you must have felt!" *The giant squeezes their balls, their walls pressing in, the air forced from my tiny lungs in short, desperate gasps.* The giant's mother, her voice hoarse with arousal, confesses, "Oh, the sensations were overwhelming, dear. The heat and cold, combined with the sharpness of the tines... it ignited a fire in us. A fire that only the most extreme sensations could quench." Giant: "Oh Mother, you're making me hard just thinking about it. Your belly, adorned with sharp tines, adorned with ribbons and chains... Did you ever take it even further?" The giant's mother, her voice mischievous, teases, "Further, you ask? Well, dear, let's just say we enjoyed the contrast of textures. Sometimes, we'd encase the tines in soft, slippery substances before swallowing. The warmth of wax, the coldness of lube... it created an exquisite sensation as the tines slid down our throats." *Their balls squeeze again, harder this time, their walls bearing down on me, my tiny body struggling for freedom.* The giant groans, their voice raw, "Fuck... that's it, Mother. Tell me more. Your greedy belly consuming those sharp, decorated tines... What else did you do?" The giant's mother, her voice thick with anticipation, reveals, "Mmm, your enthusiasm is adorable, dear. Let's see... we'd also insert them in pairs, feeling the sharp points press against each other as they slid down. Or, we'd attach small weights, feeling the tines sink deeper with each swallow." Giant: "Oh fuck, Mother, do it! Show me those fucking tines! I want to see them tear through your delicate flesh!" *The giant's mother laughs, a dark, wicked sound.* The giant's mother, her voice dripping with indulgence, responds, "Oh, you naughty child, always so demanding. Very well, for you, I shall oblige. But first, let's get more comfortable, shall we?" *My tiny fists clench, my body trembling within the tight confines of the giant's balls. I brace myself for the unknown, my mind racing with dark imaginings of the sharp tines and the damage they could inflict.***Senti's POV:** I growl, my patience thinning as the tiny girl continues her futile struggles within my balls. "You little bitch, stop squirming! Do you want to end up in my belly? Because that can be arranged." I grab my sac, giving it a sharp squeeze, feeling her minuscule form writhe and kick. Mother: "Now, now, dear. No need to be so hasty. Let the little one breathe. You don't want to suffocate her, do you?" I scowl, my hand still gripping my sac. "She's disrupting my conversation with you, Mother. I can't concentrate with her antics. Maybe it's time for a lesson in manners." Mother: "Calm yourself, dear. I can see you're frustrated. Why don't you let her out for a moment? You can always put her back later, can't you?" With a snarl, I release my sac, my green eyes flashing. "Fine, Mother. But she'll pay for this insolence. I'll make sure of it." I reach down, gently pulling my balls apart, creating an opening for the tiny girl to emerge. "Come out, you little spitfire. Let's see if you can keep still." **Tiny Girl's POV:** *I cry out as the giant's balls finally relax their grip, the air rushing back into my lungs. I crawl out, my body bruised and battered from the relentless squeezes within the giant's sac.* Giant: "You little bitch, stop squirming! Do you want to end up in my belly? Because that can be arranged." *The giant's grip tightens on their sac, their walls pressing inward, threatening to crush me.* I whimper, my voice hoarse, "Please... I'll be good, I promise!" The giant's mother, her voice gentle, intervenes, "Now, now, dear. No need to be so hasty. Let the little one breathe. You don't want to suffocate her, do you?" *The giant scowls, their hand still clutching their sac, their eyes flashing with annoyance.* Giant: "She's disrupting my conversation with you, Mother. I can't concentrate with her antics. Maybe it's wrong, a lesson in manners." The giant's mother, her voice soothing, encourages, "Calm yourself, dear. I can see you're frustrated. Why don't you let her out for a moment? You can always put her back later, can't you?" *There's a tense moment as the giant's gaze flickers between their mother and me, their hand still holding their sac.* Giant: "Fine, Mother. But she'll pay for this insolence. I'll make sure of it." *Slowly, the giant's hand relaxes, their fingers parting, creating an opening for me to escape.* Giant: "Come out, you little spitfire. Let's see if you can keep still." *Crawling out, my body protests with aches and pains, the bruises from the giant's relentless squeezes making every movement uncomfortable.***Senti's POV:** I chuckle, the sound sending a thrill down my spine. "Oh, Mother, I've been neglecting my senses. It's time to truly indulge in this experience." I release my cock, using both hands to explore my surroundings. "I'm going to find our little runaway. Using only my sense of touch." I begin to sweep my hands across the floor, feeling for any sign of the tiny girl. My fingers brush against something small and soft. "Ah, there you are, little mite. I knew you wouldn't get far." I grasp whatever body part I've found, lifting it up to inspect it more closely. "Let's see... so delicate and tiny. Is this your little leg?" I give it a gentle squeeze, my hand enveloping it completely. **Tiny Girl's POV:** *I freeze as the giant's hands sweep across the floor, my heart pounding. Their massive fingers brush against my body, sending shivers down my spine. Suddenly, I'm lifted into the air, my tiny leg gripped firmly in the giant's hand.* Giant: "Ah, there you are, little mite. I knew you wouldn't get far." *I struggle, my high-pitched protests muffled as the giant inspects me curiously.* Giant: "Let's see... so delicate and tiny. Is this your little leg?" *Their hand closes around my leg, squeezing gently, their fingers wrapping completely around my thigh.* *I cry out, my voice laced with fear and helplessness as the giant holds my leg, my tiny body suspended in the air.***Tiny Girl's POV:** Oh gods, the darkness. It's overwhelming. I can't see, I can't move. I'm encased in a thick, sticky prison, pressed tightly against something massive and warm. Am... am I inside the giant's balls? The very thought sends a fresh wave of panic through me. Me: "Please... someone... help... I'm trapped! I can feel their balls, heavy and full!" I struggle, my tiny fists pounding against the walls of my prison, my legs kicking out futilely. "Let me out! I can't breathe, I can't move! It's suffocating in here!" *My cries echo in the confined space, my voice cracking as panic consumes me.* Me: "Oh gods, please, someone, anyone! I'm in their balls! Get me out! It's too tight, too confined! I'm going mad in here!" *My struggles become more frenzied as my tiny lungs burn for air, my mind spinning in terror.* Me: "I can feel them pressing against me! I'm crushed, compressed! I can't... I can't think clearly! My mind is fogging, my body growing weak!" *The weight of the giant's balls presses against me from all sides, my tiny form helpless against their immense size.* Me: "I'm trapped in a vice, squeezed between their massive sac! It's too much, the pressure is crushing me! I... I can't hold on much longer!" *My breath quickens, my heart pounding a desperate rhythm in my tiny chest as I imagine being slowly squeezed to death within the giant's scrotum.* Me: "Help... me... some... one... The pressure... I... can't..." *My words trail off as my small eyes roll back, my tiny body overwhelmed, succumbing to the darkness encroaching at the edges of my vision.***Tiny Girl's POV:** My mind is foggy, my thoughts muddled as I float in and out of consciousness. I can hear voices, faint and distant. It's the giant... they're on the phone, their deep voice rumbling in my ears. Giant: "Hey, Mother, it's me. Yes, I've got her. She's safe and sound, trapped inside my balls. I know, it's delicious, isn't it? I can feel her wriggling around in there." I try to cry out, my voice weak and hoarse, but my tiny throat is parched. Me: "Help... me... please... I'm trapped! Let me out!" Giant: "Oh, she's shouting now, Mother. Can you hear her? Don't worry, I'll give her something to shout about soon enough." Me: "No... no, please... don't... I'll be good... I'll behave..." Giant: "Such sweet desperation, Mother. It's music to my ears. I can't wait to feast on her fear. It's a delicacy I've been craving." *The giant's words send a fresh wave of panic through me, my tiny heart hammering in my chest.* Me: "No... please... I'll do anything! Just let me out! I'll be your slave, your pet! Just... please, don't eat me!" Giant: "Anything, my dear? Oh, the possibilities are endless. But for now, I'll savor her fear. It's a delicious appetizer." *Their fingers tap against their leg, their voice dripping with anticipation.* Giant: "I'm thinking of cooking up something special for our little friend here. Maybe a slow roast? Or perhaps a spicy stir-fry? Mother, what do you think? How should I prepare this delightful dish?" *My mind reels, my tiny body trembling as I imagine being prepared and cooked, served up as a meal for the giant and their mother.* Me: "No... no, please... don't cook me! I'll be good, I swear! Just let me out, and I'll do anything!" *My desperate pleas echo in the darkness, my voice hoarse and weary.* Giant: "Anything, little one? Now, now, let's not be hasty. We have all the time in the world to discuss the details. For now, just know that your fate is sealed." *Their voice trails off as the call ends, leaving me alone with my thoughts, my tiny mind teetering on the edge of madness.***Tiny Girl's POV:**