My Mini Jenny – part 3
A powerful shudder ran through Jennifer’s small body as Sally dropped the tissue and moved her left hand back toward her diminutive prisoner. Jennifer wanted to run for it, to turn and dash across the coffee table, then jump to the floor and find a place where she could hide. Instead, she froze where she stood. She knew that there was no place to run to. Nowhere for her to hide.
The miniature redhead watched as Sally’s huge hand closed around her hip. A giant thumb pressed firmly and deliberately against her belly. A moment later, she let out a fretful, little “Ouch!" as the gargantuan fingers and leathery palm pressed roughly against the tender, pink skin of her recently chastened derriere. Instinctively her hands siezed Sally’s huge thumb and attempted to push it clear of her belly while her feet strained against the smooth wooden tabletop as she belatedly attempted to scramble out of Sally’s reach.
“Too late, tiny. You’re not going anywhere now" Sally smiled as her puny captive redoubled her efforts to dislodge Sally’s thumb.
“Ugh! Don’t… hold me!” Jennifer grunted. Her toes barely brushed the table now as Sally slowly lifted her a little higher. A moment later, she squeaked and wriggled desperately in Sally’s hand as her feet fluttered ineffectually, just above the surface of the table.
With her attention focused entirely on the thumb and fingers that held her, Jennifer hadn’t noticed Sally’s right hand as it moved steadily closer. At the last moment she looked up just as Sally’s extended finger pressed against her full, pliant breast. “Booop!” Sally giggled as she rubbed her fingertip firmly over Jennifer’s prominent, rigid nipple.
“Wha… what the hell do you think you’re doing???” Jennifer exclaimed as she seized the sausage like finger with both hands to push it away. “I think I’m checking out these cute, little tits of yours" Sally smiled as she poked her finger into Jennifer’s other pillowy breast, delighting in it’s softness and the way Jennifer’s nipples had immediately stiffened at her touch.
“Goddamn it!” Jennifer shrieked, pushing the offending digit away once more, “Will you just knock it off, you big dyke!”
“Wow! You’re a strong, little shrimp. And feisty too!” Sally chuckled, “Don’t you like having your boobies fondled? These are real show pieces, even at your size “
Jennifer kept up her struggles; kicking at Sally’s hand when it drew near, then punching and pushing with her hands to fend off the giant digits as they reached in to squeeze and tickle her wobbly titties. She couldn’t possibly bring herself to admit it to her giant tormentor but her breasts were literally aching for attention. Each caress, every bounce and jiggle caused her nipples to send pulses of erotic pleasure surging through her entire body. Worse than that, she knew that these sensations were causing her to become turned on and very, very wet.
“Do you like this!” the strawberry-blonde minikin shouted as she delivered a desperate kick at Sally’s breast. “Oh baby! I do, kinda. You’re a real, little tuffie, aren’t you" Sally giggled. “I think my tiny temptress doth protest too much. I have a feeling that she really likes the rough stuff!” she grinned.
A moment later, Jennifer squealed as Sally rubbed her left index finger up and down over the sensitive, little mounds of the diminutive woman’s recently spanked derriere. The sudden, exquisite pain caused Jennifer to drop her guard as she arched her back, throwing back her head and uttering an anguished gasp. With her petite prisoner sufficiently distracted, Sally reached forward to fondle one of Jennifer’s plump, miniature breasts. This time the pint-sized redhead was unable to hide the tremors that shook her tiny body as Sally’s thumb and forefinger squeezed and rolled her miniature teat.
“So delightful!” Sally whispered, “Are you feeling a bit more sensitive than usual, my little sweet?” Jennifer shook her head vigorously as she strained to wrest her captive mammary from Sally’s fingers. “You’re not very convincing. I gave your sensitivity a pretty healthy boost. See?”. Pursing her lips, Sally directed a puff of her warm breath towards Jennifer’s free nipple, causing her tiny captive to writhe and squeal once more.
For several seconds, Jennifer found herself completely incapacitated by the pulses of erotic sensations surging through her miniature body. “What… what the hell did you do?” Jennifer gasped, once she had managed to recover.
“Isn’t it obvious? I’ve increased the sensitivity of your breasts and nipples a bit. I should think that a talented lover will be able to bring you to climax… just by playing… with your tits" Sally whispered as she pinched and lightly tugged Jennifer’s left nipple.
“No! No! No!!! Aaaack!” Jennifer shrieked, thrashing and working her toned muscular thighs together. Eventually, after she had regained her breath and composure, Jennifer glared into Sally’s icy, eyes and spoke. “Alright, what other little changes did you make while you were turning me into a Lilliputian?” she pressed.
“Oh, nothing terribly dramatic. And since you would surely discover this one very soon anyway…” Sally muttered, licking the tip of her index finger. Jennifer barely kept herself from panicking as she watched Sally’s finger slowly move toward her stomach. She tried to twist away as Sally’s finger pressed against her belly before it slid down her tummy and finally over her neat, auburn landing strip. Jennifer gasped at this very intimate contact. A moment later, Sally withdrew her finger, leaving Jennifer’s pubic triangle completely smooth and utterly hairless.
“What… the… hell???” Jennifer gasped, “Where the hell are my pubes?”
“Oh, you don’t need to worry about those" Sally said, casually blowing the wisp of tiny, chestnut hairs from her finger. “You won’t grow hair down there anymore.”
“What???” Jennifer shrieked, “I’m going to be bald now!”
“No. Of course not, silly… well… actually, yes. But only from the neck down. Legs, pits and lady bits, no need to shave any of them, ever again. It saves me a fortune on teeny-tiny razors.”
“How the hell does that work?” Jennifer asked as she strained to inspect her newly denuded vagina.
“I have the Quantifier set to sort of switch off the hair follicles from your nose to your toes” Sally answered, brushing the very last of Jennifer’s fine, copper pubes from her fingers.
“Switch off? As in put to sleep?” Jennifer queried.
“Yes. Only more like ‘killed’ than ‘asleep’, really. But the effect is very much the same” Sally answered as she reached toward Jennifer’s bountiful boobs once more.
Try as she might, Jennifer was unable to ward off the attentions of Sally’s huge fingers. “These are really perfect on you. They used to be about the size of grapefruits and right up there in my face. You were a D-cup, weren’t you?” Sally asked as she weighed one of Jennifer’s full, firm breasts with a finger while lightly rubbing her thumb across the rigid nipple. Overwhelmed by these sensual attentions, Jennifer bit her lower lip and nodded haltingly as Sally continued to toy with her.
“Now they’re not much bigger than a couple of plump, little cherries! And I can roll them between my fingers like they were dice" she chuckled. “Oh… poor little thing. I guess all this titty play must be getting you pretty hot and bothered by now, huh?” Jennifer was too overwhelmed by the sensations pulsing from her tits to do more than groan and wriggle in response. She shivered slightly as she watched Sally turn her hand palm up and extend her small finger toward Jennifer’s groin. “Wha… what are you going to do?” the pint-sized damsel whined.
“Just a little experiment” Sally answered as she began to carefully slide her pinky between Jennifer’s quivering thighs, just about halfway above the knee. “You have such a gorgeous, little slit" Sally whispered, “I wonder what it feels like and how it’s responding to me playing with your itty… bitty… boobies.
Jennifer groaned as she realized how wet she had become in the last few minutes. She could barely remember a time when she had felt so turned on. The miniaturized redhead squirmed and squeezed her thighs together as tightly as she could but was unable to halt the enormous digit’s inexorable upward slide.
“Don’t!” she squealed, her tiny fists pounding at Sally’s curled fingers as the intrusive pinky finger finally came to rest against her oozing minge. Buried deep between her thighs, there was no immediate threat that Sally’s cock-sized pinky was poised to penetrate her but Jennifer was feeling very desperate and horrifically horny.
“Are you trying to tell me that you never kissed a girl, my little pet?” Sally whispered, leaning closer as she slid the length of her smallest finger against Jennifer’s steaming sex.
“I… I prefer men" the little ginger moaned, quivering as she felt the huge, wet finger slowly pumping between her thighs. She knew that it was so thoroughly lubricated with her own juices that it would have penetrated her effortlessly if Sally had wanted to. She felt herself tremble as her body was bathed by the giantess’s warm, soft breath.
“You’re really quite sure about that?” Sally whispered as she planted a tender kiss on Jennifer’s freckled cheek.
“Yes… yes I am. I don’t want you to do that” Jennifer groaned.
“You don’t want me to do what?” Sally asked, the tip of her finger now pressed against the entrance of Jennifer’s miniature sex.
“Don’t. Don’t pinky fuck me" the tiny redhead moaned almost inaudibly as she continued to struggle feebly against Sally’s fingers.
“Pinky fuck, huh? I do love the way you put that. Well. I certainly admire your willpower. Suit yourself, doll” the blonde titianess said as she slowly withdrew her finger from Jennifer’s moist, steamy groin. “So, I guess it’s about time that we introduced you to the other dolls and let you get settled in.”
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