Filth Fetish Studios - An Itch Only A Tiny Man Can Scratch - Princess Mia (HD1080p)

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Filth Fetish Studios - An Itch Only A Tiny Man Can Scratch - Princess Mia (HD1080p)

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The Princess's Royal Ass Itch

A Miniature Man's Unique Solution

Princess Mia was lounging on the plush couch, taking a much-needed break after a long day of reigning over her kingdom. She stretched out, her voluptuous body filling the space as her stomach started to rumble and grumble. The petite ruler's shrunken companion, nestled beside her, was suddenly jostled as her massive ass came crashing down on him.

"Ouch!" he yelped, his tiny frame trembling beneath her weight. Mia looked down at him with a frown, her brow furrowing in concern. "Sorry, love. It seems the couch isn't big enough for both of us anymore." She sighed, her ample chest rising and falling with each breath.

Her stomach was still bothering her, and she couldn't help but wonder if her little minion could do something to alleviate the discomfort. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she turned to him. "Well, my little man," she purred, "it seems you might have just the right size for the job."

She leaned down, scooping him up in her delicate fingers. Her touch was like a feather against his warm skin, sending shivers down his spine. "I've got an itch between my cheeks, and I don't want to stick my clean fingers down there," she confessed, her voice low and sultry. "Why don't you see if you can scratch it for me?"

The tiny man looked up at her, his eyes wide with surprise. Never had he been asked to do something like this before. But the thought of pleasing his beloved princess was too much to resist. "I'll do my best," he promised, his voice quivering with anticipation.

Mia smiled, her full lips curling into a playful smirk. She turned around, presenting her ample behind to him. "Just go right between my cheeks, and see if you can find that itch." As he hesitated, unsure of what to do, she reached back and grabbed him by the shoulders, pushing him forward into her supple flesh. "Don't be afraid, love," she cooed, her voice echoing inside his head. "I know you can do it."

Tentatively, he reached out, his tiny fingers exploring the warm, moist folds of her skin. As he probed deeper, he could feel the itch burning beneath his touch. With a determination he didn't know he possessed, he began to scratch, digging his fingertips into her sensitive flesh. Mia let out a soft moan, her hips bucking slightly in rhythm with his ministrations.

The more he scratched, the more intense the itch became. But he didn't mind. He was doing this for his princess, and that was all that mattered. As he worked, he couldn't help but notice how close he was to her most intimate parts. The thought both excited and terrified him, but he pushed it aside, focusing on the task at hand.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Mia's body went limp beneath him. "That's it, love," she purred, her voice thick with satisfaction. "You've scratched my itch just right." She leaned down, her breath tickling his ear. "But don't think this means you're off the hook." She chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine.

As the night wore on, Mia's words proved to be prophetic. She kept him close, either between her thighs or pressed against her ample chest. At one point, she even straddled him, her massive weight crushing him beneath her. But despite the discomfort, the tiny man couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. He had pleased his princess, and that was all that mattered.

As dawn began to break, Mia finally released him, allowing him to crawl away and catch his breath. Exhausted but elated, he curled up in a corner, content in the knowledge that he had done something truly special for the woman he loved. And although his body ached and his fingers were raw, he wouldn't have traded the experience for anything in the world.

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