"N-N-No way! That's insane!" You managed to say after you felt your entire mind break down and crash harder than a Pentium III trying to run Windows 10. You stepped back in fear, Lillian's tone and look showed that she meant it, this wasn't her usual messing around, which you kinda hoped for. You were waiting for her to tell you the gig's up and enjoy some laughs at your expense... this time, it didn't seem that would happen...
"Why? Is it really that much of a surprise that I actually want you in my booty?" Lillian tilted her head in genuine confusion at your statement, which in itself was even more baffling.
"I thought that would've been obvious since years ago" She laughed, apparently missing the entire point. You groaned and facepalmed so hard you basically slapped yourself in the face, and unfortunately, that didn't wake you up from your current nightmare.
"Lillia, please... do you not see a problem with that whole idea?" You said as seriously as your nerves allowed you to.
"Hmm... nope..." She replied with a playful giggle "But I'm getting some ideas about a certain hole you can play with..." She said as she suggestively wiggled her eyebrows at you, making you groan harder and bury your face in your hands.
"Lillian, I'm like the size of a speck of dust! If you do that I'll frickin' die!" You said, looking her in the eye, trying to convey that you were serious.
"Oh, cut it out you drama queen... you'll be fine..." She rolled her eyes
"I mean, it's not even the first time you've been close to it..." She giggled some more
"Besides, if you were that fragile I wouldn't be able to sit on you like I did..." She promptly spanked herself. Even though you were in front of her mountain-sized face, you could hear the countless tons of squishy blubbery flesh jiggle and wobble, with even a bit of a booming effect of their own.
"...and my farts would've blown you to bits" She laughed some more while you shuddered, you didn't even want to begin imagining what kind of hell would be to withstand Lillian's gas at such a scale.
"I don't even know how that's possible..." You raised an eyebrow.
"Huh? That's pretty standard stuff for micros" Lillian shrugged.
"Micros?" You had a few good guesses on what she meant, but there was no true context.
"Duh! That's how they call people like you" She said, and her look was as if you suddenly had forgotten how to properly breathe.
"So, let me get this straight... there are others like me?" You decided to disregard whatever façade you were trying to pull before, this could be really important info.
"Wha- Of course, you silly! There are billions of other micros in the world... All guys are micros, you know? There are also a few unlucky girls too though..." Lillian had a slightly concerned look.
"Please don't tell me I sat on you too hard and knocked some braincells loose..." She half-joked, but you shook your head.
"I'm fine... I guess I just kind of forgot..." You tried to return to your usual nonchalant tone but you weren't entirely sure on how well you pulled it off.
"Well, it's true you don't get to see many other micros around, but there's your dad..." Lillian pointed out. Another possible lead.
"Come to think of it, how did this happen?" You asked.
"How did... what happen?" Lillian sounded quite confused.
"Us micros, I guess... I mean, weren't we normal sized at some point? What was it? A new bizarre virus? An alien weapon? Some obscure secret's society attempt at taking over the world? A freak lab accident? An ancient god's curse?" You asked quite seriously, though with a bit of sass and irony in your voice to be able to downplay it if her reaction got too awkward, but instead she burst out laughing, which like many things in this bizarre world, only served to thoroughly confuse you.
"Those were all good ones, oh my god..." Lillian said after struggling with her laughter for a couple of minutes, taking deep breaths to recover.
"You know... I'm starting to think that it was the reverse... your lack of time in my booty is affecting you"
"What was so funny?" You asked, deciding to try and press a little on this, and see where it took you.
"All of those joke scenarios!" Lillian burst out laughing a second time, tearing up a little even
"Imagining that you were once normal sized..." She laughed a little more.
"Blaise, micros have been micros for generations... I dunno for exactly how long... centuries? millennia? I honestly never paid a whole lot of attention to History class. You're the History buff here, if anyone would know it's you..." She said a bit more seriously.
"Okay..." You raised an eyebrow again, and chose to drop the topic for the time being, maybe your parents would be able to shed more light on this whole situation, though you felt like your dad was your best shot, as your mom seemed to be concerned with other matters.
"How about we make some sweet history of our own?" Lillian whispered in an overly suggestive tone that instantly gave you chills. She brought you closer to her mouth and licked you again, her hot breath felt like you were in a sauna, and something in the air made your hairs stand on end. Pheromones? You couldn't tell for sure... but something about it got your blood pumping, and it wasn't anything concrete you could recognize...
"You're still getting your special birthday gift..." She said, kissing you a few times, rather passionately and very different from the times she kissed you that you could recall, you shuddered.
Lillian giggled again and slowly brought you close to her enormous ass, just like she had done moments before. Her titanic cheeks could each serve as an entire planet to you, seemingly endless vast expanses of marshmallowy flesh all around, as far as the eye could see, and if you were to be stranded on it, you might as well be completely lost, unable to go anywhere meaningful anytime soon. Yet, that would be one of the nicer fates you could get, though you were certain Lillian wasn't going to let you enjoy such a luxury.
"My ass is hungry" She said in her most suggestive tone yet, right as she dangled you precariously above the gargantuan chasm that her crack was.
"I'm thinking of making a sandwich..." She then said, which threw you off for a moment, though those non-sequitur moments were quite common with her. She sometimes would just randomly switch topics, or at least that's how it looked to you.
"I've got these soft, hot doughy buns... but I need some meat to put in between" She then said, using her free hand to give several good squeezes to her oversized glutes, although it made for quite the hypnotic view, not that you'd admit such a thing to her because that might sign your death sentence.
"Any ideas on where I can find some for my sandwich?" She asked you with a wink, making you blush intensely and shudder in fear at the same time. There was no changing her mind about this...
You snapped out of your fear trance as you sensed movement, and much to your horror, Lillian was lowering you right into her crack. Your eyes widened and you began trying to struggle and break free from her grasp, but her fingers were way too big and their grip too powerful for you.
"Lillian!" You desperately shouted.
"I know... I can't wait either... but it's best to savor it..." She said and by the sound of it, she was already in bliss. She used her free hand to push her immense asscheeks apart to give some extra room for her other hand to 'dive' into, as it took you to her intended destination for you.
Soon, the fingers that held you, as well as yourself, entered the dark chasm, feeling the atmosphere around you become warmer by the second. Very surprisingly, it didn't exactly reek... of course, there was a hint of a smell that evidenced that you were, well, in an ass after all, but it didn't smell anywhere near as badly as you could recall when she sat on your face. You could even smell some soap.
'So she did wash down there...' You thought, shuddering more when you realized that she probably did this because she was serious about somehow having anal with you. That thought reminded you of why you were panicking earlier, and almost as if on cue, her fingers let go of you right then, and you plummeted farther down into the darkness below. You tried to scream, but soon you landed on a warm, waterbed-like cushion that you quickly realized was her flesh. Everything shook for a moment and heard a muffled moan.
"Tickles!" You heard her say, sighing at the sheer ridiculousness of this whole ordeal. But then, you began sliding down.
'W-What the hell?! There's still more?!' You thought, and since you were sliding right against the inner side of one of her cheeks, there was more shaking and muffled giggling while you continued your impromptu descent... to where no man had ever gone... and knowing the details, where no man would want to go ever...
A couple of minutes later (at least, that's what it felt like to you), you landed on a soft, but not as soft as Lillian's cheeks surface. You could only faintly see it, and it felt rather rubbery to the touch, but still giving off warmth, pretty much confirming that it was living tissue just like her skin... but it didn't take you long to realize where you were, and you could feel your own hearty trying to jump out of your throat. You looked around while quietly panicking, it seemed you were near the middle of a massive, city-sized round fleshy shape, it had many wrinkles and folds all around, but to you, those were mountains in their own right, and steep cliffs...
What's gonna happen next in this otherworldly landscape?
"Why? Is it really that much of a surprise that I actually want you in my booty?" Lillian tilted her head in genuine confusion at your statement, which in itself was even more baffling.
"I thought that would've been obvious since years ago" She laughed, apparently missing the entire point. You groaned and facepalmed so hard you basically slapped yourself in the face, and unfortunately, that didn't wake you up from your current nightmare.
"Lillia, please... do you not see a problem with that whole idea?" You said as seriously as your nerves allowed you to.
"Hmm... nope..." She replied with a playful giggle "But I'm getting some ideas about a certain hole you can play with..." She said as she suggestively wiggled her eyebrows at you, making you groan harder and bury your face in your hands.
"Lillian, I'm like the size of a speck of dust! If you do that I'll frickin' die!" You said, looking her in the eye, trying to convey that you were serious.
"Oh, cut it out you drama queen... you'll be fine..." She rolled her eyes
"I mean, it's not even the first time you've been close to it..." She giggled some more
"Besides, if you were that fragile I wouldn't be able to sit on you like I did..." She promptly spanked herself. Even though you were in front of her mountain-sized face, you could hear the countless tons of squishy blubbery flesh jiggle and wobble, with even a bit of a booming effect of their own.
"...and my farts would've blown you to bits" She laughed some more while you shuddered, you didn't even want to begin imagining what kind of hell would be to withstand Lillian's gas at such a scale.
"I don't even know how that's possible..." You raised an eyebrow.
"Huh? That's pretty standard stuff for micros" Lillian shrugged.
"Micros?" You had a few good guesses on what she meant, but there was no true context.
"Duh! That's how they call people like you" She said, and her look was as if you suddenly had forgotten how to properly breathe.
"So, let me get this straight... there are others like me?" You decided to disregard whatever façade you were trying to pull before, this could be really important info.
"Wha- Of course, you silly! There are billions of other micros in the world... All guys are micros, you know? There are also a few unlucky girls too though..." Lillian had a slightly concerned look.
"Please don't tell me I sat on you too hard and knocked some braincells loose..." She half-joked, but you shook your head.
"I'm fine... I guess I just kind of forgot..." You tried to return to your usual nonchalant tone but you weren't entirely sure on how well you pulled it off.
"Well, it's true you don't get to see many other micros around, but there's your dad..." Lillian pointed out. Another possible lead.
"Come to think of it, how did this happen?" You asked.
"How did... what happen?" Lillian sounded quite confused.
"Us micros, I guess... I mean, weren't we normal sized at some point? What was it? A new bizarre virus? An alien weapon? Some obscure secret's society attempt at taking over the world? A freak lab accident? An ancient god's curse?" You asked quite seriously, though with a bit of sass and irony in your voice to be able to downplay it if her reaction got too awkward, but instead she burst out laughing, which like many things in this bizarre world, only served to thoroughly confuse you.
"Those were all good ones, oh my god..." Lillian said after struggling with her laughter for a couple of minutes, taking deep breaths to recover.
"You know... I'm starting to think that it was the reverse... your lack of time in my booty is affecting you"
"What was so funny?" You asked, deciding to try and press a little on this, and see where it took you.
"All of those joke scenarios!" Lillian burst out laughing a second time, tearing up a little even
"Imagining that you were once normal sized..." She laughed a little more.
"Blaise, micros have been micros for generations... I dunno for exactly how long... centuries? millennia? I honestly never paid a whole lot of attention to History class. You're the History buff here, if anyone would know it's you..." She said a bit more seriously.
"Okay..." You raised an eyebrow again, and chose to drop the topic for the time being, maybe your parents would be able to shed more light on this whole situation, though you felt like your dad was your best shot, as your mom seemed to be concerned with other matters.
"How about we make some sweet history of our own?" Lillian whispered in an overly suggestive tone that instantly gave you chills. She brought you closer to her mouth and licked you again, her hot breath felt like you were in a sauna, and something in the air made your hairs stand on end. Pheromones? You couldn't tell for sure... but something about it got your blood pumping, and it wasn't anything concrete you could recognize...
"You're still getting your special birthday gift..." She said, kissing you a few times, rather passionately and very different from the times she kissed you that you could recall, you shuddered.
Lillian giggled again and slowly brought you close to her enormous ass, just like she had done moments before. Her titanic cheeks could each serve as an entire planet to you, seemingly endless vast expanses of marshmallowy flesh all around, as far as the eye could see, and if you were to be stranded on it, you might as well be completely lost, unable to go anywhere meaningful anytime soon. Yet, that would be one of the nicer fates you could get, though you were certain Lillian wasn't going to let you enjoy such a luxury.
"My ass is hungry" She said in her most suggestive tone yet, right as she dangled you precariously above the gargantuan chasm that her crack was.
"I'm thinking of making a sandwich..." She then said, which threw you off for a moment, though those non-sequitur moments were quite common with her. She sometimes would just randomly switch topics, or at least that's how it looked to you.
"I've got these soft, hot doughy buns... but I need some meat to put in between" She then said, using her free hand to give several good squeezes to her oversized glutes, although it made for quite the hypnotic view, not that you'd admit such a thing to her because that might sign your death sentence.
"Any ideas on where I can find some for my sandwich?" She asked you with a wink, making you blush intensely and shudder in fear at the same time. There was no changing her mind about this...
You snapped out of your fear trance as you sensed movement, and much to your horror, Lillian was lowering you right into her crack. Your eyes widened and you began trying to struggle and break free from her grasp, but her fingers were way too big and their grip too powerful for you.
"Lillian!" You desperately shouted.
"I know... I can't wait either... but it's best to savor it..." She said and by the sound of it, she was already in bliss. She used her free hand to push her immense asscheeks apart to give some extra room for her other hand to 'dive' into, as it took you to her intended destination for you.
Soon, the fingers that held you, as well as yourself, entered the dark chasm, feeling the atmosphere around you become warmer by the second. Very surprisingly, it didn't exactly reek... of course, there was a hint of a smell that evidenced that you were, well, in an ass after all, but it didn't smell anywhere near as badly as you could recall when she sat on your face. You could even smell some soap.
'So she did wash down there...' You thought, shuddering more when you realized that she probably did this because she was serious about somehow having anal with you. That thought reminded you of why you were panicking earlier, and almost as if on cue, her fingers let go of you right then, and you plummeted farther down into the darkness below. You tried to scream, but soon you landed on a warm, waterbed-like cushion that you quickly realized was her flesh. Everything shook for a moment and heard a muffled moan.
"Tickles!" You heard her say, sighing at the sheer ridiculousness of this whole ordeal. But then, you began sliding down.
'W-What the hell?! There's still more?!' You thought, and since you were sliding right against the inner side of one of her cheeks, there was more shaking and muffled giggling while you continued your impromptu descent... to where no man had ever gone... and knowing the details, where no man would want to go ever...
A couple of minutes later (at least, that's what it felt like to you), you landed on a soft, but not as soft as Lillian's cheeks surface. You could only faintly see it, and it felt rather rubbery to the touch, but still giving off warmth, pretty much confirming that it was living tissue just like her skin... but it didn't take you long to realize where you were, and you could feel your own hearty trying to jump out of your throat. You looked around while quietly panicking, it seemed you were near the middle of a massive, city-sized round fleshy shape, it had many wrinkles and folds all around, but to you, those were mountains in their own right, and steep cliffs...
What's gonna happen next in this otherworldly landscape?
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May 12, 2023
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