GIANTESS | TINY FAN MAILED TO ME
At first I'm gentle, letting him look around. Then I start teasing - rubbing him between my boobs, squeezing him softly, giggling at how small he is.
“You're just a tiny speck to me… I could lose you in there so easily.”
I give him a little tour of my body, then hover my big ass over him:
“You'd disappear under me so fast… but I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?”
I leave him on the chair for a moment, come back and forget he's there - sit down and grind on him playfully.
When I feel him, I laugh, pull him out, scold him a bit, then squeeze him gently between my thighs as “punishment”.
Finally I decide: “I think I'll keep you as my little toy.”
I tuck him somewhere safe on my body and go about my day like nothing happened.
A tiny fan mailed himself to me in a little box with a sweet note. I open it, find the tiny man sitting in my palm, and can't believe someone actually did this. At first I'm gentle, letting him look around. Then I start teasing - rubbing him between my boobs, squeezing him softly, giggling at how...
At first I'm gentle, letting him look around. Then I start teasing - rubbing him between my boobs, squeezing him softly, giggling at how small he is.
“You're just a tiny speck to me… I could lose you in there so easily.”
I give him a little tour of my body, then hover my big ass over him:
“You'd disappear under me so fast… but I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?”
I leave him on the chair for a moment, come back and forget he's there - sit down and grind on him playfully.
When I feel him, I laugh, pull him out, scold him a bit, then squeeze him gently between my thighs as “punishment”.
Finally I decide: “I think I'll keep you as my little toy.”
I tuck him somewhere safe on my body and go about my day like nothing happened.
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