Story Requests
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Taking requests for SW stories! Give me a scenario and I’ll do my best to write it out in at least 2,000 words. I prefer to write cruel giants and unfortunate tinies. Wanna get stomped on? Eaten? Stuck in a fleshlight by your boyfriend’s ex? Check out this post’s tags for the kind of stuff I’m good at. Give me a shot and I’ll do my best.
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@subasubaski Oooh I’d love to see a story based on my most favorite personal scenario of my husband cheating on me, wanting to get rid of me, and then him and his mistress shrinking and torturing me during a wild night of humiliating and demeaning sex acts, all of course ending in my demise down her throat with his seed 🫠
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@kinkytink You deserve nothing less.
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@kinkytink I’ll get to work!
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@subasubaski omg I couldn’t be more excited!!
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@kinkytink Here you go! Sorry for the format, not sure how to upload a text file up here–let me know if you have trouble reading it!
We had arranged things so that Lindsey, my wife, would trigger the security system when she came home. The shrink ray built into the door would hit her without any warning or notice, and that would be the end of it. With Becca and I already hard at work pleasuring each other in the bedroom, we just had to sit back and wait for Lindsay to try and enter the house that she thought of as her home. She had no idea about Becca, but she’d find out soon enough. “I can’t believe she doesn’t suck your dick,” Becca said as she rode my cock. She was a yoga instructor and had the body to prove it. Her plump ass bounced up and down in front of me as we fucked cowgirl style in the bed that I’d shared with Lindsey for twelve years. My cock disappeared and reappeared as she took it into her wet, hungry pussy. As I thought about Lindsey disappearing up there, trapped inside my mistress as my cock entered her, I felt myself starting to cum. Becca moaned as my jizz shot deep into her, both of us knowing that she wasn’t on the pill. It was fine. If she got knocked up tonight, it would only be more humiliating for that bitch Lindsey. Maybe that wasn’t fair. She had just gotten boring lately. We still had plenty of sex, but it was always the same thing: missionary, then a little doggy, then that was it. She had no adventurism left in her. So really it was her fault that Becca had seduced me. She should have kept my interest. Now she was going to end up as our little toy. And, thanks to the Shrinking Laws, once she was tiny, she wouldn’t have any rights. She would be legally my ex-wife and my property. Minutes passed, with Becca continuing to pump up and down even after I came. I was prepared to go right into round two, and we probably would have. But we heard the door open, then an alarm and a brief scream that trailed off and got very quiet very quickly. Becca pulled herself off of my cock and ran out the bedroom door, sweat and cum and blonde hair flying behind her. The alarm shut off, and she quickly returned carrying a pile of clothing. “She’s gotta be somewhere in here,” said Becca, throwing the clothes unceremoniously onto the bed. I looked around for my phone, finding it on my bedside table and opening the MicroSec app. It showed that one human-sized mass had been reduced in the past day, and showed its current location... ...as being right in the crotch of Lindsey’s thong. “Maybe you should put on her underwear,” I said. “I want to see how you look in her clothes.” Becca’s tits were at least a cup size larger than Lindsey’s, and it would be a real treat to see them bulging out of her shirts. Without missing a beat, Becca did just that, and as she did a tiny little Lindsey fell out. She was barely an inch tall and completely naked. I bent down and grabbed her, scooping her up and bringing her to Becca’s face. “Lindsey, hon, this is Becca,” I said. “She’s willing to do all kinds of things for me that...well, you just didn’t have it in you anymore. She’s going to be your world now, and probably have my kids. Get used to the idea if you want. Or don’t. We don’t plan to let you out of our sight for the rest of your life.” I lowered her down to Becca’s crotch again, grabbing her waist with my free hand and turning her around. Becca’s ass was her best asset. Her tits were amazing, but she worked for those cheeks. They devoured the little black G-string that was still covered in Lindsey’s sweat even as it soaked up Lindsey’s juices and my own cum as it dripped out of her. Pulling that string back above her cheeks, I dropped Becca into the sweaty crevice and let the thong snap back into place. “Oo!” laughed Becca. “That stings!” “I’ll sting you,” I said, sitting down on the bed and motioning for her to lie down across my legs. Giggling, Becca waddled over and draped herself over me, with her tits rubbing up against my cock. It was a slightly awkward position, but it must have been humiliating for Becca as I spanked the woman that was going to replace her. “How do you like that?” I asked as her ass jiggled and red handprints appeared where I struck. She moaned and moaned as I spanked her faster and faster, before finally reaching two into her crack and feeling around for the shrunken Lindsey. I found her, plastered centimeters from Becca’s butthole by sweat and cum. I peeled her away and rubbed her face in Becca’s asshole. “Should I put her in there?” I asked. “Not yet,” she said, reaching a hand back towards her own ass. “Give her here.” I handed over my shrunken wife to the giantess, wondering what was going to come next. She pulled away from my body and went down into a squat in front of me, her free hand moving to start fingering her greedy pussy. “I just want to give her a little tour of the hotel before I send her to her new room,” said Becca. She rubbed Lindsey up against her asshole some more, then traced her way across her taint to the hole that her fingers were rubbing so fervently. She slammed Lindsey’s face into her clit for a brief moment, savoring the feeling of her struggles, before moving her up toward her belly. Becca’s perfectly shaved pussy gave way to her tummy, which I knew had already been the demise of several shrunken people as unfortunate as my wife. Then, up toward the tits, the massive mounds of soft beauty that were rivaled only by the sculpted ass that my wife had already been acquainted with. When she passed up to Becca’s face at last, Becca opened her mouth wide and let out a great *buuuuurp* louder than anything I’d ever heard come out of her. That must have been why she’d insisted on drinking so much soda earlier--some way of torturing Lindsey that I hadn’t thought of. She dropped Lindsey into her mouth next, locking her lips tight as the woman screamed from inside, then grabbed my knees and slammed her mouth down onto my cock. Her tongue and my wife’s struggles fueled my pleasure. Occasionally, Lindsey would slip slightly out of the lips and I’d catch a hint of a scream, but there was never any chance of escape. Becca was laser-focused on sucking my cock. Until she wasn’t. She spat out my wife and unceremoniously rammed her up her pussy, then sat down roughly on my spit-covered cock. I let out a little oof sound as her weight came down on me, and then felt Lindsey’s movements inside her pussy. It was unlike anything I’d experienced before, as the tiny woman got rammed into the fleshy canal every time my cock entered, getting closer and closer to the giantess’ cervix and a likely point of no return. Becca’s pussy clamped down on my cock again and again as orgasms spasmed through her body. I could only imagine how good it must feel for her to have me and my wife that deep in her. “Wait,” she said. She got off of me and reached up into her pussy, pulling out a still-alive, but absolutely broken, Lindsey. She licked my wife’s tiny form clean before reaching back and handing her to me. “Put her up my ass now,” she said. “Then fuck her in there as far as you can.” She got down on all fours in front of me, her cheeks jiggling and flexing as she did, parting to give me a good view of her asshole. She had been training for this for some time, I knew--she had sent me pictures of the buttplugs, both in and out of use. It was easy to work Lindsey into the hole, which accepted her as if she had been tailor made to fit up an ass. Once she was in, I spat on my cock and grabbed a bottle of lube from our bedside table, pouring the lube on and working it with one hand as I massaged my dick with the other. Then I moved my cock in close and teased Becca’s butt a little with it, rubbing it on her cheeks and around her taint, before finally sliding it into the waiting hole that contained my wife. I let Becca set the pace as she moved her body around my cock, pumping me with the tightest hole on her body. Minutes went by, and I finally felt myself getting close. “I’m almost there,” I said, and Becca immediately pulled away from my dick. Lindsey came out with it, saving us the trouble of searching for her in Becca’s colon. Not caring about where it had just been, Becca dropped Lindsey on the head of my cock, planted her hands on my knees and went down on me. I could feel Lindsey moving around in there with her tongue and I knew I wouldn’t last long. Finally, with one last swish of her tongue, Becca finished me off. This load filled her mouth and covered my wife’s body, which had been thrown around like a lozenge for awhile by now. I looked down at Becca when I was finally able to open my eyes, after experiencing the most powerful orgasm of my life. She was looking up at me, and briefly opened her mouth to show me a bubble of my jizz, filling the space between her lips. Inside the bubble was Lindsey, struggling to hold onto the tongue that had felt so good on my cock. Then, mouth open, Becca swallowed, and Lindsey vanished into the depths of her body. “I’ll go get some water,” said Becca after she had swallowed my wife and jizz. She shuddered with pleasure as she rose, not seeing me reach into the bedside drawer again as she turned to move toward the kitchen. She never suspected the shrink ray that I had hidden there. It hit her hard, and I lay back in my bed secure in the knowledge that nobody would ever find her. Choosing not to look for the slut meant that she’d spend the rest of her life scrambling around on the cum-covered carpet, and it was a double guarantee that Lindsey wouldn’t be an issue anymore. I went to sleep confident that the next girl I chose to put my dick in would be worth keeping at normal, human size. -
@subasubaski phenomenal and that ending omfg
I love how cruel and careless he is, soooo hot!! 
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@subasubaski Juicy smut, that. The most elegant touch was Becca squeezing into Lindsey’s clothes. Trapped with her own thong…
