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Published: 2018-01-16 17:38:41 +0000 UTC; Views: 8134; Favourites: 237; Downloads: 240
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"Shut down all the garbage mashers on the detention level" ......Not sure why that popped into my head while this was rendering .Anyway enjoy...more as always here patreon.com/gfsm
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‘Are you happy now?’ she purred, watching his struggles in the bedroom mirror. Enjoying the slight kneading of her vast sensitive flesh as he pushed against it with all his might, trying simultaneously to climb out of and shove back the beautiful vice that was about to crush him.
She paused, cocking her head to one side to listen. It was faint of course. His lungs were as puny as the rest of him. But there it was, his tiny harsh panting and mewling. The little sounds of exertion and fear that brought with it the cold sunshine of her radiant smile.
‘Your Goddess is forgiving and generous beyond belief today.’ She told him.
He paused then, as his red face and wide eyes burned bright with a treacherous hope he could not suppress even though he did not truly believe in it.
The peel of laughter his changing expressions stimulated was as merciless as it was merry.
‘No, not in letting you live, of course. You ugly stupid bug. What madness would that be?’ She shook her head slowly, never breaking eye contact.
‘You really will be no loss at all.… I mean in the manner of your death. You are most undeservingly fortunate.’
He wailed again and with renewed vigour began to climb, actually making some progress, until she effortless closed her mountainous flesh around him and squeezed.
Not too hard.
Just enough to immobilise him, and perhaps break a rib or two. But what meaning was that insignificant amount of pain to one of her subs, who were all well versed in the art of suffering?
She cast her mind back to his offence. She had been dressed head to foot in tight leather, pushing her ample breasts together and forward. In truth it would have been hard to see anything else. Though that was no excuse. Subs were supposed to keep their eyes averted, preferably down. She had not given him permission to look up, and certainly not to look there. He was about to pay the ultimate price for that furtive glance and semi erection. He had known that he would as soon as she caught him. He had grovelled at her feet, but the more he begged, the further she shrunk him. Her choice of punishment felt inspired. They all knew it was courting death to stare at her, but he couldn’t help it. Now the very object of his desire was going to break him utterly.
The sensations within her cleavage had ceased whilst she reminisced. And she realised if she didn’t ease up so that he could breathe, the game would be over. As her bosoms began to part she was pleased to note from his instant return to wriggling, that he was still conscious. Otherwise his limp body would have fallen to the floor. Where, since she would not have condescended to stoop down to pick him up again, it would have remained until she decided to step on him.
‘Toy, say please crush me beautiful Goddess.’ She instructed huskily.
‘But-t… I don’t want to die.’
Her expression became stern. Terrifying. All the blood drained from his features, leaving him unnaturally pale and he began to shake. Not only from the fatigue in his exhausted arms and legs as they tried futilely to stave off the inevitable, but from a deeply embodied terror of offending her. A terror she had delighted in fostering and conditioning. Fine tuning it until it was a living visceral thing that dominated his every waking moment. He felt his will wavering and melting as she knew it would. He fought hard to assert himself, to find his voice one last time at the end. But even if he had been full sized he doubted that he could. And with those giant unblinking eyes boring into him, he soon became the spineless, whining wretch that she had created out of him.
‘Worm! you. want. what. I. tell. you. you. want. And. you’re. grateful. for. my. benevolent. attention.’
The words came out slow and forceful, and he was nodding earnestly long before she had finished speaking, almost hysterical in his need to appease her no matter what the cost.
‘Better’ She said, her large round pupils dilating again with pleasure.
‘P-please c-crush me…’ he stuttered.
‘I will, and slowly you lucky bug. But first, being the disgusting little thing that you are, I think that you are so excited by what is happening that you can’t stop yourself masturbating.’
‘O-of course, Goddess. I’m sorry.’ Twisting to push his back against one bosom and his feet against the other, he began to work himself frantically. The automatic arousal of his body brought him fresh shame and humiliation. Especially as she was witnessing it. He really was worthless.
‘P-please forgive my lust.’
A triumphant smile slowly curved her lips upward.
And she began to gently increase the pressure.
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Do I detect a star wars fan?
If that was how they compacted the trash I'd be throwing myself away!
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A Star Wars Fan am I ...Yes. Might be time to do the shrunken storm trooper render I've planned
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She's stunning. Looks like Black Widow. Truly awesome.
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Great pic. Great looking giantess. Please post more of her soon.
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