Obeying Jessica, you hump her pubis
Tiny Life Guard
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
sinkingsoftly
Deciding to obey the woman who’s laid claim to your diminutive form rather than risk her gigantic wrath, you put both hands against the wall of slick flesh in front of you. Little hairs curl out of it, but for the most part it still feels serviceably soft and plush against your touch. You try to arrange your limbs so you can grind your torso into her crotch.
“I’m not feeling any humping down there… you better get to it.”
“Are you really gonna make him do that to you?” Kate questioned Jessica again, and Jessica’s laughter was harsh and spiteful.
“It’s not about what he’s doing to me, it’s what I’m doing to him. This little pervert needs his special time with his Goddess’s pubis… to make him needy and obedient. I’m breaking in a new toy, a new accessory, Kate.” Interestingly, you can hear Jessica’s voice much clearer than Kate’s. “Go on, mite. Hump.”
You begin to rub up and down against the flesh before you, with your hands, torso and crotch, dragging yourself up and down, up and down. The bikini bottom keeps you sealed up to her nether region, and the small bump you make on the fabric wriggles around slightly at your weak attempts to supplicate Jessica. ‘Please, feel this,’ you find yourself pleading.
“Ooh… is that some activity I feel?”
Yes, she can feel your little ministrations, your ritual worship. Now you have to keep it up. You grind desperately, for dear life. You entangle yourself in stubby pubic hair and bury your nose and face in cool flesh, inhaling the scents of peach and plum. Sexy smells, curvy smells, smells of Jessica. Your new owner. Your new Goddess. This is her most precious spot, and you are its new acquisition - a small accessory.
The thoughts, erotic and enticing, keep coming. Your brain feels like mush in your head as you rub yourself on her crotch, cock rock-solid, sweat running from you. It’s hot in these panties. So hot. Her skin feels like heaven. You want more. You want to touch more. You want to hump more. You want to feel more. You want more of her.
“There, there,” Jessica murmured. “See? He’s getting totally overwhelmed. Soon, he’ll be a good, obedient little accessory…”
You feel a huge finger pat the tiny bump that you make on her panties. It pushes you slightly and her pubis feels like a quicksand morass suckling you in. You feel the heat of her womb, the rush of her blood. You will be a good accessory. You will obey. You must, for Jessica.
Is her smell doing something to you? A warning voice in the back of your head tells you that you can’t be here. You have a job, or a life, or something. But here is nice. Here is good. Here is her crotch, your place in the world, and here is your cum, bubbling up, and there is the little white mark on her flesh, and… you’ve cum on Jessica’s plush pubis. You gasp in relief, but the heat presses in, and you need her cool flesh. You hump harder still.
“See? Look how docile he is…”
Another pat. Pats are good. They mean you’re doing well. But could you do better? Could you… could you just accept your goddess’s will? You can feel her like a swell of pink mist in your brain. That’s right. Hump forever. Hump on me. Become me, myself, I.
She wants you. Literally, wants you, all of you, for herself. Now she’s broken you in, she wants to make you a small, fetal piece of her sex. Her crotch becomes suddenly warm, and you begin to stick to it…
“Come inside your Goddess…”
“Come home to my pubis.”
“I’m not feeling any humping down there… you better get to it.”
“Are you really gonna make him do that to you?” Kate questioned Jessica again, and Jessica’s laughter was harsh and spiteful.
“It’s not about what he’s doing to me, it’s what I’m doing to him. This little pervert needs his special time with his Goddess’s pubis… to make him needy and obedient. I’m breaking in a new toy, a new accessory, Kate.” Interestingly, you can hear Jessica’s voice much clearer than Kate’s. “Go on, mite. Hump.”
You begin to rub up and down against the flesh before you, with your hands, torso and crotch, dragging yourself up and down, up and down. The bikini bottom keeps you sealed up to her nether region, and the small bump you make on the fabric wriggles around slightly at your weak attempts to supplicate Jessica. ‘Please, feel this,’ you find yourself pleading.
“Ooh… is that some activity I feel?”
Yes, she can feel your little ministrations, your ritual worship. Now you have to keep it up. You grind desperately, for dear life. You entangle yourself in stubby pubic hair and bury your nose and face in cool flesh, inhaling the scents of peach and plum. Sexy smells, curvy smells, smells of Jessica. Your new owner. Your new Goddess. This is her most precious spot, and you are its new acquisition - a small accessory.
The thoughts, erotic and enticing, keep coming. Your brain feels like mush in your head as you rub yourself on her crotch, cock rock-solid, sweat running from you. It’s hot in these panties. So hot. Her skin feels like heaven. You want more. You want to touch more. You want to hump more. You want to feel more. You want more of her.
“There, there,” Jessica murmured. “See? He’s getting totally overwhelmed. Soon, he’ll be a good, obedient little accessory…”
You feel a huge finger pat the tiny bump that you make on her panties. It pushes you slightly and her pubis feels like a quicksand morass suckling you in. You feel the heat of her womb, the rush of her blood. You will be a good accessory. You will obey. You must, for Jessica.
Is her smell doing something to you? A warning voice in the back of your head tells you that you can’t be here. You have a job, or a life, or something. But here is nice. Here is good. Here is her crotch, your place in the world, and here is your cum, bubbling up, and there is the little white mark on her flesh, and… you’ve cum on Jessica’s plush pubis. You gasp in relief, but the heat presses in, and you need her cool flesh. You hump harder still.
“See? Look how docile he is…”
Another pat. Pats are good. They mean you’re doing well. But could you do better? Could you… could you just accept your goddess’s will? You can feel her like a swell of pink mist in your brain. That’s right. Hump forever. Hump on me. Become me, myself, I.
She wants you. Literally, wants you, all of you, for herself. Now she’s broken you in, she wants to make you a small, fetal piece of her sex. Her crotch becomes suddenly warm, and you begin to stick to it…
“Come inside your Goddess…”
“Come home to my pubis.”
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