Do you size up? Shrunk in an Amusement Park chapter 11 by Louka31

Last night, my boyfriend brought me to new levels of pleasure, and if you can match what he did, you win, and I will let you go. If not, you must accept your place as an inferior little pet.”

She extends her legs onto the floor, sits her waist upwards, and pulls off her panties. She tugs her panties back and beckons for you to enter. You hesitate, but she begins to close her thighs together, forcing you to come closer to avoid being smushed.

“There you go,” she bellows.

You realize this is your only option and enter. At first you just place your hands inside, but her index finger “assists” you by pushing your whole body inside. Her vagina engulfs you, covering you in warm liquid. You scramble in. Eventually you end up next to her clitoris and start to rub. She moans in pleasure, instinctively tugging you with her finger. Her finger your face to smack right against her clitoris, preventing you from breathing. In desperation for air, you bite against it, to the best of your abilities given your size and the speed with which your face is pushed up and down it, hoping the prick would cause her to release you. Instead, she moans in ecstasy and pushes you harder. You bite harder, once you learn how to get the organ with your teeth, but this only increases her pleasure. After about a minute of this, you pass out from lack of oxygen.

You wake up sitting on the coffee table. She must have pulled you out shortly thereafter. You can tell you had been out for several minutes, as you can not only see that she climaxed on the couch, but she has gotten up and started preparing food. She comes back a few minutes later carrying a tray of breakfast, which she sets down on the table next to you and sits down on the couch.

“Wow,” she exclaims. “You were amazing, about as good as him. Too bad your stamina is nowhere near as long, or you would have won the game.”