“Well what if I…” Violet balanced a foot on the Minimiser’s thigh, and squared up with the other. Splayed around the bigger girl’s waist, she was a few feet closer, just about enough to reach…

”Oh?” The Minimiser met her at the lips. “A bit vanilla, but I’ll take it. Show me what you got, Kari! Are ya watchin’, guys?!”

She flashed a massive grin back at her computer, which whirred and flashed in response. Suddenly, Violet was reminded that she was visible to that computer. And all the others it was connected to. And that invisibility wasn’t going to save her this time. Because her giantess captor would find out, and there was no way that could end well.

So she did the one thing she could. She soldiered on.

Hands resting against The Minimiser’s chest, the soft pressure of boob beneath her palms - they could come in useful - she reached up as far as she could, and felt the musky moisture of enormous lips engulfing her own.

Squashing against most of her face, she pushed in and tried to inject as much enthusiasm into the situation as she could. She’d kissed one or two boys in the past, but what did girls like?

It was a softer experience, though the size difference could’ve been at play there. Boys were scratchy, unshaven. The Minimiser, while gigantic and moist, at least kept a smooth touch.

Giggling, she wrapped her hands around Violet’s waist, holding her in place. Of course, this made it harder for Violet to reach, and her thighs felt like they were going to split from the pressure, but things seemed to be working out, and at least one of them was enjoying this.

”Ohh, you,” The Minimiser poked out a tongue, which surged against Violet’s mouth. Immediately gagging, she flailed away from it, but struggled for any movement. 

“Maybe I will play with you for a while,” she purred, and