Becoming the tiny pussy toy for a wealthy lady
From the jar that was your prison, you could easily take a look at your buyer: she was a beautiful woman, you think of around 24-26 years old, with long brown hair and light brown eyes. However, her most defining characteristics were her large and sexy curves, her large breasts and ass. Her name was Dayana. Right now, she was wearing a nice fancy suit.
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Another woman, likely some kind of thug, brought you towards your buyer, and after receiving and checking that the amount offered for you was the correct one, delivered you to the woman.
Another woman, likely some kind of thug, brought you towards your buyer, and after receiving and checking that the amount offered for you was the correct one, delivered you to the woman.
Your buyer then started walking with a smile, entering a luxury car that stood out from the entire area. Once inside, she opened the jar, taking you out. She first took a close look at you, making sure to see all of your physical details: she found your physical looks appealing, which made her even happier. Then, she put you on top of an open palm and spoke. She asked:
"¿Cuál es tu nombre, jovencito?"("What is your name, young man?")
You didn't answer immediately, still having trouble understanding the language. But you manage to understand enough to reply:
"Denis, my name is Denis...I'm from the USA, and I don't know how to speak Spanish, lady...please I need your help to..."
"American? Oh my, I'm in luck! I not only got a handsome tiny boy, but also he's American! This couldn't be better! Don't worry, Denis, you're in luck: I know how to speak English perfectly, so we are not going to have any issues communicating. Oh, I nearly forgot to introduce myself: I'm Dayana, your new owner!" said the woman, squealing happily.
You gulp at this, this woman maybe thinks you're not human; well, at least she speaks English, so that's a good detail...wait, she said tiny boy: does she know you're human? You ask her, in a worried tone:
"Wait a bit, you said "tiny boy"! Does that mean that you know that I'm human?"
"Yeah, of course, I know you're human, silly! What, do you think a woman of my status would enter inside a freaking black market just to buy some sort of realistic, human-like pet or toy? I'm wealthy but not vain! I couldn't care less about any prestige a mere trinket would bring me." replied Dayana, in a happy tone.
This is bad, if she knows that you're human, then why...you asked her:
"But, but...you can't own me! I'm a person! I have rights!"
"Hehe, good one. Sure, you might have assured rights...in the US! Not in Mexico, baby! I bought you...what you had before matters little if anything before you shrunk down. Besides, I want this time to be the only time I ever enter such a place, so no matter if you don't like it at first, I'm going to keep you!" replied Dayana, in an energetic tone all round her little speech. She was about to make sure you had your entire situation clear.
It succeeds: at long last, the cold hard truth of your situation hits you: that you're now at the mercy of anyone who has you in their grasp. Your wishes, your desires, and your future: all are at the beck and call of another. You can't help to start crying. Dammit! Soo unfair!
Dayana looks at you but expresses no clear feeling. Then she speaks:
"OK, I know that what I told you hurt you, but...it doesn't mean you can't have good things! If you act the way I like, I promise you I’m going to make your new life as my little tiny boy quite the pleasure...or at least a bearable existence, that's up to you."
"Act the way you like? Like what, you tiny slave? Slave...yeah, that the fitting word, I'm your slave, bought like any other property." you said, speaking in a sarcastic tone while taking the tears out of your eyes.
"I think "slave" is perhaps a too strong word. Also, I don't think it fits what kind of "job" I envision you having with me."
"Really? Then, what is the job you envision me in, "mistress"?" you reply, speaking the final word with a mix of anger, contempt, and sarcasm.
Dayana didn't reply immediately. Instead, she blushed a deep red, while moving her hands to her pants. Then, she opened them, allowing you to see her bright red underwear. She then said:
"Pussy toy would be the fitting term. I've always had a fantasy of holding tiny men in my pussy, and now...you're going to help me fulfill it in reality."
When you looked at this, you instantly panicked and said:
"Is this a joke? If so, it's not very funny, hehe..."
"Do I look like I'm joking, Denis? Never mind, I have hold myself long enough: welcome to your new home!" Dayana replied, before dropping you in the gap she had formed.
You instantly started to scream as you were falling through the air, but your cries were immediately muffled once you entered the clothes. Once you were deep enough for her liking, Dayana closed the gap, pressing your entire tiny body against her wet pussy; she is excited.
Tight as you were, you try to struggle and escape, but that only makes Dayana moan in pleasure, and said:
"Yes, that's it...keep moving like that, you're already fulfilling your job, my tiny Denis...oh, don't you stop."
What did she do next?
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1bxJ7dHQ...
Another woman, likely some kind of thug, brought you towards your buyer, and after receiving and checking that the amount offered for you was the correct one, delivered you to the woman.
Another woman, likely some kind of thug, brought you towards your buyer, and after receiving and checking that the amount offered for you was the correct one, delivered you to the woman.
Your buyer then started walking with a smile, entering a luxury car that stood out from the entire area. Once inside, she opened the jar, taking you out. She first took a close look at you, making sure to see all of your physical details: she found your physical looks appealing, which made her even happier. Then, she put you on top of an open palm and spoke. She asked:
"¿Cuál es tu nombre, jovencito?"("What is your name, young man?")
You didn't answer immediately, still having trouble understanding the language. But you manage to understand enough to reply:
"Denis, my name is Denis...I'm from the USA, and I don't know how to speak Spanish, lady...please I need your help to..."
"American? Oh my, I'm in luck! I not only got a handsome tiny boy, but also he's American! This couldn't be better! Don't worry, Denis, you're in luck: I know how to speak English perfectly, so we are not going to have any issues communicating. Oh, I nearly forgot to introduce myself: I'm Dayana, your new owner!" said the woman, squealing happily.
You gulp at this, this woman maybe thinks you're not human; well, at least she speaks English, so that's a good detail...wait, she said tiny boy: does she know you're human? You ask her, in a worried tone:
"Wait a bit, you said "tiny boy"! Does that mean that you know that I'm human?"
"Yeah, of course, I know you're human, silly! What, do you think a woman of my status would enter inside a freaking black market just to buy some sort of realistic, human-like pet or toy? I'm wealthy but not vain! I couldn't care less about any prestige a mere trinket would bring me." replied Dayana, in a happy tone.
This is bad, if she knows that you're human, then why...you asked her:
"But, but...you can't own me! I'm a person! I have rights!"
"Hehe, good one. Sure, you might have assured rights...in the US! Not in Mexico, baby! I bought you...what you had before matters little if anything before you shrunk down. Besides, I want this time to be the only time I ever enter such a place, so no matter if you don't like it at first, I'm going to keep you!" replied Dayana, in an energetic tone all round her little speech. She was about to make sure you had your entire situation clear.
It succeeds: at long last, the cold hard truth of your situation hits you: that you're now at the mercy of anyone who has you in their grasp. Your wishes, your desires, and your future: all are at the beck and call of another. You can't help to start crying. Dammit! Soo unfair!
Dayana looks at you but expresses no clear feeling. Then she speaks:
"OK, I know that what I told you hurt you, but...it doesn't mean you can't have good things! If you act the way I like, I promise you I’m going to make your new life as my little tiny boy quite the pleasure...or at least a bearable existence, that's up to you."
"Act the way you like? Like what, you tiny slave? Slave...yeah, that the fitting word, I'm your slave, bought like any other property." you said, speaking in a sarcastic tone while taking the tears out of your eyes.
"I think "slave" is perhaps a too strong word. Also, I don't think it fits what kind of "job" I envision you having with me."
"Really? Then, what is the job you envision me in, "mistress"?" you reply, speaking the final word with a mix of anger, contempt, and sarcasm.
Dayana didn't reply immediately. Instead, she blushed a deep red, while moving her hands to her pants. Then, she opened them, allowing you to see her bright red underwear. She then said:
"Pussy toy would be the fitting term. I've always had a fantasy of holding tiny men in my pussy, and now...you're going to help me fulfill it in reality."
When you looked at this, you instantly panicked and said:
"Is this a joke? If so, it's not very funny, hehe..."
"Do I look like I'm joking, Denis? Never mind, I have hold myself long enough: welcome to your new home!" Dayana replied, before dropping you in the gap she had formed.
You instantly started to scream as you were falling through the air, but your cries were immediately muffled once you entered the clothes. Once you were deep enough for her liking, Dayana closed the gap, pressing your entire tiny body against her wet pussy; she is excited.
Tight as you were, you try to struggle and escape, but that only makes Dayana moan in pleasure, and said:
"Yes, that's it...keep moving like that, you're already fulfilling your job, my tiny Denis...oh, don't you stop."
What did she do next?
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May 29, 2023
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