Dangerous Sit-uation
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 16
by
copier
· original author:
drtyharry2k8
that her offer made sense, and Evelyn really didn't want to risk losing the opportunity to play with a living toy whenever she wanted. But little did she realize how much of a risk the boy was in with Amber. Evelyn decided that it would be to her benefit to give Phil to Amber for safekeeping, and did exactly that as she was leaving the bar.
Amber put the boy toy in her pouches, and immediately, returned to serving the many customers left in the bar. Phil was relieved at first, because for the first time in what seemed to be a very long while, he was not in a precariously sexual position with his current caretaker. His relief was short lived. Amber's break time had come, and when she went outside for a cigarette, she pulled Phil out of her money pouch, and held him in the palm of her hand about 1 foot away from her face. She then blew a cloud of smoke around him, and being 13, and as such, a non smoker, it sent him into a fit of coughing. As he was recovering he could feel the vibrations of her chuckles traveling up her arm to his unbelievable pedestal,...... well unbelievable to anyone that wasn't currently in his position.
When he had caught his breath, he looked up to see her studying him with a gaze that could only be described as predatory.....See, unbeknownst to Evelyn, but known very well by her waitress's boyfriends, was that Amber was very anally excited (loved getting fucked in the ass, for those of you that didn't get it the first time). As she butted out her smoke, she laughed again, and spoke as if to herself, though Phil could hear her perfectly. "Better go make some room you, boy" Phil was confused, as he could not comprehend of a space not big enough to fit him at his current size, but alas, his mind was not running along the same track as Amber's. Even when she entered the Woman's restroom, what she had planned still had yet to occur to Phil. She entered the first stall, dropped her pants and underwear, then dropped him in her panties, and began to do her business.
It was then that the first spark of terror was started in his mind when he grasped the fact that her "business" was sounding more like a glacier randomly falling into the ocean, rather than the steady sound of fluid motion produced by Niagara Falls. As she reached between her legs to wipe herself, that spark was fanned into an inferno as he realized she had no paper in her hand, she was playing with herself while taking a crap. "Making room for you", had taken on a whole new realm of meaning, Alas, when the din of her bodily functions had ceased, he realized she had grabbed him and brought him up to her face, muttering about "lube" and how she'd have to start carrying a bottle with her. The next thing he knew, he was in her mouth and could tell she was working up a generous amount of saliva around him, as though he were nothing more than a candy. Though he knew by now that she had intentions that far surpassed any sweet tooth.
Then that dark cave opened up and she spit him into the palm of her hand with all the "lube" she could muster. Phil, in his short life, had never experienced horror like that instilled in him by the path that hand took, down, and then back up towards that gargantuan crevice that filled his vision. He vaguely registered her other hand coming down to spread wide that canyon to reveal a darkly puckered anus. Something he had never witnessed before, but was short lived as he was pressed between those globes. Amber began to slowly rub him over her asshole to ensure as much lubrication as possible, then pulled him back, only to position his feet at her fingertips.
With agonizing deliberateness, she began to feed him feet first to that cavernous monster. Screaming in terror, he was inserted up to his knees, then to his hips. It was then that he thought his cries had reached her ears, for her hand released him momentarily, and for what seemed an eternity he hung, held by the deadly ring of muscle. Soon though, all too soon, the hand came back sliding over his shoulders to pin his arms against his body. Again, the inexorable movement into Amber began again at which point, Phil could cry out no more and had only tears for he was convinced he would never see his parents again, or anyone else for that matter. When he was up to his elbows, mid torso it began to get hard to breath, for no muscle in his body could contend with the power of Amber's sphincter. Within moments he felt his shoulders slide past and that fleshy ring closed around his head, at which point he could not have drawn a breath even had he been strong enough.
This was Amber's pleasure though and she was not done yet....He felt a finger on either of his shoulders, and thanked god it was not on the top of his head, for those digits would've surely broken his neck or crushed his skull, never realizing that Amber had had the same thought and only wanted him to experience what his body had to offer her rectum. Finally he felt her fingers leave him, and had the thought that maybe then was his chance to escape. He tried to scramble after her retreating fingers, but his movements only heightened Amber's sense of Phil, deep within the recesses of her bowels. This in turn caused, involuntary spasms of pleasure, which nearly squeezed the life out of Phil. It was at this point, and only then, did Amber encounter any second thoughts on what she was in the process of. Not for any thoughts for Phil's well being, but that if she let herself get carried away with this now, she may never have this opportunity again. Therein lies her indecision....
Amber put the boy toy in her pouches, and immediately, returned to serving the many customers left in the bar. Phil was relieved at first, because for the first time in what seemed to be a very long while, he was not in a precariously sexual position with his current caretaker. His relief was short lived. Amber's break time had come, and when she went outside for a cigarette, she pulled Phil out of her money pouch, and held him in the palm of her hand about 1 foot away from her face. She then blew a cloud of smoke around him, and being 13, and as such, a non smoker, it sent him into a fit of coughing. As he was recovering he could feel the vibrations of her chuckles traveling up her arm to his unbelievable pedestal,...... well unbelievable to anyone that wasn't currently in his position.
When he had caught his breath, he looked up to see her studying him with a gaze that could only be described as predatory.....See, unbeknownst to Evelyn, but known very well by her waitress's boyfriends, was that Amber was very anally excited (loved getting fucked in the ass, for those of you that didn't get it the first time). As she butted out her smoke, she laughed again, and spoke as if to herself, though Phil could hear her perfectly. "Better go make some room you, boy" Phil was confused, as he could not comprehend of a space not big enough to fit him at his current size, but alas, his mind was not running along the same track as Amber's. Even when she entered the Woman's restroom, what she had planned still had yet to occur to Phil. She entered the first stall, dropped her pants and underwear, then dropped him in her panties, and began to do her business.
It was then that the first spark of terror was started in his mind when he grasped the fact that her "business" was sounding more like a glacier randomly falling into the ocean, rather than the steady sound of fluid motion produced by Niagara Falls. As she reached between her legs to wipe herself, that spark was fanned into an inferno as he realized she had no paper in her hand, she was playing with herself while taking a crap. "Making room for you", had taken on a whole new realm of meaning, Alas, when the din of her bodily functions had ceased, he realized she had grabbed him and brought him up to her face, muttering about "lube" and how she'd have to start carrying a bottle with her. The next thing he knew, he was in her mouth and could tell she was working up a generous amount of saliva around him, as though he were nothing more than a candy. Though he knew by now that she had intentions that far surpassed any sweet tooth.
Then that dark cave opened up and she spit him into the palm of her hand with all the "lube" she could muster. Phil, in his short life, had never experienced horror like that instilled in him by the path that hand took, down, and then back up towards that gargantuan crevice that filled his vision. He vaguely registered her other hand coming down to spread wide that canyon to reveal a darkly puckered anus. Something he had never witnessed before, but was short lived as he was pressed between those globes. Amber began to slowly rub him over her asshole to ensure as much lubrication as possible, then pulled him back, only to position his feet at her fingertips.
With agonizing deliberateness, she began to feed him feet first to that cavernous monster. Screaming in terror, he was inserted up to his knees, then to his hips. It was then that he thought his cries had reached her ears, for her hand released him momentarily, and for what seemed an eternity he hung, held by the deadly ring of muscle. Soon though, all too soon, the hand came back sliding over his shoulders to pin his arms against his body. Again, the inexorable movement into Amber began again at which point, Phil could cry out no more and had only tears for he was convinced he would never see his parents again, or anyone else for that matter. When he was up to his elbows, mid torso it began to get hard to breath, for no muscle in his body could contend with the power of Amber's sphincter. Within moments he felt his shoulders slide past and that fleshy ring closed around his head, at which point he could not have drawn a breath even had he been strong enough.
This was Amber's pleasure though and she was not done yet....He felt a finger on either of his shoulders, and thanked god it was not on the top of his head, for those digits would've surely broken his neck or crushed his skull, never realizing that Amber had had the same thought and only wanted him to experience what his body had to offer her rectum. Finally he felt her fingers leave him, and had the thought that maybe then was his chance to escape. He tried to scramble after her retreating fingers, but his movements only heightened Amber's sense of Phil, deep within the recesses of her bowels. This in turn caused, involuntary spasms of pleasure, which nearly squeezed the life out of Phil. It was at this point, and only then, did Amber encounter any second thoughts on what she was in the process of. Not for any thoughts for Phil's well being, but that if she let herself get carried away with this now, she may never have this opportunity again. Therein lies her indecision....
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