What Scenario Do You Prefer?
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This is for both the tiny ladies and all the giants here. I’ve been fantasizing a bit about this on my drives home from work and I was curious about how people would feel in these scenarios.
Its more so catered towards the responses of the tinies as I’ve primarily fantasized myself as the giant doing the acts, but the guys are also welcome to chime in on which one these scenarios I thought up piques their interest the most.
You’re one of many tiny ladies at a public party surrounded by towering giants. It’s an unspoken rule that once a tiny gal steps foot in one of these parties, they’re at the complete whim of every and any giant that comes by. There are even some rooms that once you enter, you might not return from…
Scenario 1: There’s a little over half a dozen giants playing beer pong, crowded around a table. There’s a tiny gal in every red solo cup, filled to the brim of random alcohol and you’re in one of them. There’s just giant men constantly towering over you as each one scans the cups for their “prize tiny”, smirking and licking their lips. Others are catcalling you, some even just dipping their hand into the drinks to pull you out for a closer inspection, before carelessly tossing you back into the cup. You’re wading in the cup, taking little sips of the alcohol to loosen your nerves. Ping pong balls are darting over-head, crashing into different cups and off to the side. You see one giant, laughing, as he walks over from the other side. His hand begins reaching towards you, just before it overshoots and reaches for the adjacent cup.
You see a slutty blonde in a tight dress get fished out, but the giant wastes no time stripping her naked before your eyes. He dangles his prize to boast to the other giants, some even reaching towards her before the victor pulls her away. The game goes on and many other gals get taken away, with a few being replenished throughout the game- until your turn arrives- you don’t have much time to react as a ping pong ball comes crashing into your cup, and even though the ball is light, for your size, its a sizable impact. You get shoved down into the drink, the strong alcohol flooding your nose.
You rise up coughing and as you clear your vision, you feel the cup being lifted. A giant wastes no time chugging the drink and you find yourself barrelling down into his throat. Inches away from slipping down his gullet, the giant tilts his head to keep you in his mouth. He immediately slaps his tongue around your body, finding its way between your leg with ease. When he feels your clothes, you see his mouth open and you’re dragged out. He gazes as you for a split second before harshly rubbing your tiny body against his clothes in a half assed attempt to dry you. You’re dazed and all you can feel is the warmth of his dick pressed against you as you find yourself trapped in his boxers, faintly hearing him say something along the lines of “collecting some more”
Scenario 2: This one is more simple in scope, but infinitely more depraved. You’re the center of attention at the party, but not in a good way. You’re completely naked and on a groin-high pedestal in a small replica of a bedroom, as dozens of giant men take their turn towering over you and just completely glazing you in white-hot cum. They’re all laughing at how tiny and helpless you are. They’re knocking you off your balance by slamming their cocks on you. You’ve run out of clean towels to keep your face at the bare minimum dry. Between the thick, viscious jizz and the blinding studio light beamed on you, you’re only relying on your senses of being degraded as men the size of mountains dump their nightly spunk on you. The worst part is you’re obligated to do their bidding. Many want you in degrading poses or saying sentences you’d normally have too much dignity to repeat. The last giant made you bend over and buck your ass up in the air as you tried to spread your cheeks wide as he rammed his cock head right against your asshole before he dumped his load. “Just a few more men and I’m free” you say to yourself, but that damn doorbell just doesn’t stop ringing.
Scenario 3: You’re alone in a room with a single giant and 2 other tiny ladies. You’re all here to ultimately please him, but the 2 gals also have the hots for you. The session starts with the ladies dominating you, groping you all around and fighting for who gets to french kiss you. You can only watch as you’re in the control of the tiny ladies, but you’re also enthralled by the massive giant standing over you, clutching and playing with his bulge as he watches you get groped. You watch the giant get a bit closer as you find yourself on a groin-high table. The giant slowly unbuckles his pants and shimmies it down a bit before lowering his briefs. His cock falls out, semi erect. One of the girls breaks away to service him, but you freeze up as he hasn’t let up his eye contact with you. Your night is a blur. It’s just sights of 2 women dominating you and giant hands exploring and groping you body with abandon. Your vision gets hazy when you’re slammed down on his giant cock and slide about, the only thing you can remember was the warmth of it all and of course your legs spread wide open as the giant burst his load, deep, DEEP inside you.
Scenario 4: This is more of an experimental one but you’re a tiny just being thrown around everywhere. Giants are constantly but accidentally, stepping on you everywhere. One moment you’re thrown into a solo cup for beer pong, the next a giant sandaled foot and nearly squishing you into the hardwood. You remember being grabbed off the floor and taken to a dark corner where all you remember is a giant cock being masturbated in front of you but the next moment you found yourself in the glory hole box with giant cocks, ballsacks and winking buttholes all waiting to be worshipped. You exited the glory hole and only caught the glimpse of a cumshot blasting towards your face before you ended up conscious in the bathroom.
You felt dry and could see a towel above you, but as you gained your senses, you realized you were laying on a toilet seat while a giant towered above you, taking the most relieving leak of his life. The sound of the flushed deafened you and your vision went dark before you found yourself on a kitchen table with 200 tiny women on it (it was really only 30 but you’re too drunk and dazed to count properly at this point). Next moment there’s bottles of pineapple flavour Ciroc being poured on all of you as the men cheer and chant “chug”. Your focus is brought back from the blinding light of a flash of a smartphone as you find yourself in a new room. You’re with the same 30 odd tiny ladies but now surrounded by giant men and giant dicks, all stroking away as you ladies party and dance and make out without care. You’ve lost your clothes at this point (but who knows when you really did). You forget the rest as the few few waves of thick cum start spurting out. Your last memory of that night is you waking up, still drunk but much, much more sober. You’re in a quiet room as a tv show plays on low volume and the sounds of the party are drowned out. You realize you’ve taken a nap against a giant’s ballsack as he relaxes bottomless. Its quite sweaty and musky, but you’re oddly relaxed and drawn to it. You see other tiny women worshipping him, riding his dick and exploring his body. You figure you’re in safe hands and lay against the giant’s balls as you doze off.
Hope these were fun to read and hope to hear from you all!
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@Southern-Giant great scenarios
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My favorite by far is the first one. With size scenarios, I’m sorta tantric: I like the dread of what will happen next being dragged out, until it finally happens. (That’s why my stories can be really long sometimes!)
The second one is also really hot, but if I were to write that as a story or a fantasy, I’d try to figure out a way to make the bukkake party the climax of a longer scenario.
You mentioned a glory hole in another one, and that’s a great way to do it. The tiny is in there, waiting, wondering if anyone is coming anytime soon, if there’s a line of them, if the sick party is finally over now. If the promise of being grown again was true or not.
The fantasies with fellow tiny women are harder for me to get into. Since I’m way more into giant men than same-size women in this kink way (I prefer women in more vanilla ways IRL), the other women being such a focus takes me out of the scene a little. They might work better as witnesses or next-victims or fellow-giant-worshippers than as people directly making out with me.
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The first one really worked for me, by the way, if you wanted to turn it into a story, I think you have the chops to.
