Tiny, My Asshole Is Your Temple
CHAPTER 1: DEVOURING THE TINY
As the tiny crawled into my ebony asshole, I couldn't help but feel a sense of power wash over me. My giantess form towered above them, their world reduced to the dark and intimate confines of my anal cavity. The air was thick with anticipation, their heartbeat pounding against my ass cheeks like a haunting drumbeat.
I warned him to stop hiding in my ass, because he could get crushed or smothered unaware. But he was stubborn; he had to go somehow, someway! So I made my decision; I had chosen how this non-cautious pest would end.
And now, here he was, buried within me, helpless against the immense weight of my ass. I savored the feeling of his tiny body pressed against my giant asshole, the warm, moist walls of my rectum enveloping him. It was a feeling unlike anything he had ever experienced before - both terrifying and exhilarating in equal measure.
As he struggled to breathe, I watched with a mix of amusement and arousal. His every desperate gasp and wriggle only served to intensify the sensations coursing through my body. My mind began to tease him, imagining the look of fear and desperation on his tiny face as he realized there was no escape from my grasp.
And then, without warning, I began to move. Slowly at first, but then with increasing urgency, my hips undulating like a serpent's hips. The sensation of being dragged deeper into my asshole was overwhelming - he could feel the walls of my ass clenching around him, squeezing the very life out of him.
With each thrust, I felt him get smaller, more submissive. His cries of fear and pain echoed around my asshole, fueling my growing desire to consume him completely. And as his tiny body was reduced to nothing more than a throbbing mass of nerves and pleasure, I knew that I had won. He was mine, and I would keep him that way forever.
