A tiny woman begs her partner to tuck her in his pocket and use her as his fidget toy. As the day—and distractions—and orgasms—multiply, he shrinks her smaller and smaller, and tucks her into the safest place he knows.
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Content tags: M/f – shrinking, handheld to micro sizes, pocket riding, cock play, precum, cock vore / cock insertion, public play, scientist, sex in a workplace, trance, tiny used as a fidget toy, teasing, begging, BDSM, a tiny going subverbal, themes of unfairness and insignificance, embracing sluthood, lots of orgasms and cum, aftercare
Excerpt:
*“Is it too much, toy?” He moved his hand under her, like a continental drift, and she was free of the weight of his cock. It was so sudden she felt as if she were floating.
When he lay his cock on his palm before her, it felt like something out of a fairy tale. If he was a mountain, this was like walking up to a palace, all the sculpted glory of him, and a single, immense door. The entrance to him throbbed, a sliver of red glistening in the light from his laptop screen. “Am I too much for a sexy little speck like you to handle?”
She struggled to her unsteady feet and, still slick from his precum, she fell to her knees again. And so she crawled towards him, to this opening, this promise of him. It felt right.
“Show me you’re brave, toy. And you can be safe and warm, my good luck charm.”*