Phil meets a giantess MILF.
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
tomspeeedy
Phil slowly began to awaken.
He heard a voice, strong, but soft. It was commanding, yet gentle.
"Wake up, dont worry. Just wake up, everything is alright."
He blinked his eyes to see a beautiful face looking down upon him. He didnt recognize her. Then Phil scanned her body, and noticed the heels he saw earlier. This was Connie's mom.
He looked into the face that he failed to look at before. He was just watch for her feet that he didnt know how she looked like.
Phil began to wonder why hadnt he looked at this face earlir. If he had, he wouldnt mind approaching her.
"Whats your name?" Connie's mom asked.
"My name is Phil Bemime" he replied.
"Where did you come from?" she asked.
"I was lost, and i ended up with your daughter, Connie".
"You werent spying on her, were you?" she asked suddnely.
Phil was taken aback by her outburst, he hoped he wouldnt anger this giant mom.
"No, no. I was stuxk in this house, and i was teying to leave."
"Trying to leave." she giggled. "Why so hasty? How would you like some cheese?" she asked smiling.
Phil had no idea why she said cheese, but he wanted food.
"Yes, I would love some!" Phil answered.
"Alright, hang on" She carried him to the kitchen.
She set Phil down on the counter and brought out some cheese in front of Phil.
"Oh, i forgot my manners. My name is Mrs, Sanders, but you can call me Carla." Carla said.
"Thank you Carla" Phil said as he began munching on the cheese.
After a few bites, Carla took the cheese away from Phil.
"Have you ever stolen some food recently?" she asked.
"Um....no." Phil replied nervously.
"Well, how do you explain this!" Carla opened her fridge and Phil saw a bunch of cheese with bite marks that looked similar to the ones he just did.
"Thats.....thats not me" Phil concluded.
"Are you sure?" She brought her face to Phil. "You are the only one i know who bites like this, and i have no rodents in this house."
Carla rose back up and turned her back to Phil.
"You must be punished, Phil. You owe me." Carla echoed.
Phil was gwtting scared and he jumped off the table, slid on the table leg, and began running. He ran out of the kitchen, and into the living room. He found a sofa and hid under there. Unfortunately, Carla was watxhing him the whole time.
He heard a voice, strong, but soft. It was commanding, yet gentle.
"Wake up, dont worry. Just wake up, everything is alright."
He blinked his eyes to see a beautiful face looking down upon him. He didnt recognize her. Then Phil scanned her body, and noticed the heels he saw earlier. This was Connie's mom.
He looked into the face that he failed to look at before. He was just watch for her feet that he didnt know how she looked like.
Phil began to wonder why hadnt he looked at this face earlir. If he had, he wouldnt mind approaching her.
"Whats your name?" Connie's mom asked.
"My name is Phil Bemime" he replied.
"Where did you come from?" she asked.
"I was lost, and i ended up with your daughter, Connie".
"You werent spying on her, were you?" she asked suddnely.
Phil was taken aback by her outburst, he hoped he wouldnt anger this giant mom.
"No, no. I was stuxk in this house, and i was teying to leave."
"Trying to leave." she giggled. "Why so hasty? How would you like some cheese?" she asked smiling.
Phil had no idea why she said cheese, but he wanted food.
"Yes, I would love some!" Phil answered.
"Alright, hang on" She carried him to the kitchen.
She set Phil down on the counter and brought out some cheese in front of Phil.
"Oh, i forgot my manners. My name is Mrs, Sanders, but you can call me Carla." Carla said.
"Thank you Carla" Phil said as he began munching on the cheese.
After a few bites, Carla took the cheese away from Phil.
"Have you ever stolen some food recently?" she asked.
"Um....no." Phil replied nervously.
"Well, how do you explain this!" Carla opened her fridge and Phil saw a bunch of cheese with bite marks that looked similar to the ones he just did.
"Thats.....thats not me" Phil concluded.
"Are you sure?" She brought her face to Phil. "You are the only one i know who bites like this, and i have no rodents in this house."
Carla rose back up and turned her back to Phil.
"You must be punished, Phil. You owe me." Carla echoed.
Phil was gwtting scared and he jumped off the table, slid on the table leg, and began running. He ran out of the kitchen, and into the living room. He found a sofa and hid under there. Unfortunately, Carla was watxhing him the whole time.
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March 24, 2025
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