You lay back and yawn while stretching out on your bed like a cat, relaxing and taking in the wonderful strawberry scent of your bedroom. You feel the weightlessness of your perfect body and indulge in the tingling sensation you're feeling a craving for...sexual pleasure! You reach your hand out and pick up a jar of fifteen half-inch tall men on your nightstand and without a care in the world; you dump them on your toned tummy. "You know what to do little guys, get to work or else." You announce with your eyes closed while lying back as you feel their tiny legs make their way towards your crotch. You smile with anticipation as you feel them between your legs; they position themselves around your pussy and massage you from all angles. All of these men are in your Sexual Pleasure division and you remember buying them from a local store that advertised them as trained for the task. You prefer to train and capture your own men but these little guys were attractive in the store's glass case and you could purchase any fifteen half-inch tall men you wanted so why not?
You let out a slight moan at the thought of their actions and how it must feel for them to be down there, you unconsciously spread your legs and feel yourself becoming wetter from within. Many minutes pass and you feel the need for release building up so intensely that you're humping at the air after every few seconds, without being able to suppress your burning desires any longer; you sit up and look down at your crotch to watch them pleasuring you. The sight of them turns you on more and you let out an animalistic growl of pleasure. They know how to arouse you but eventually, they reach their limit and you can feel most of them tiring out after so long, some tangled helplessly in your pubic hair, others clumsily trapped inside your vagina, and others fall in your butt.
If they could last longer, it may have been worth the effort to save them but you decide they aren’t worth further training and may not be worth the money you spent to buy them. Even if they were long-lasting as you wished them to be, they still don’t have what it takes to truly satisfy you at their size. “You’re all so fucking useless, I don’t care what happens to any of you. I’ll finish it. If you get squished or shoved in my man-eating pussy, sucks to be you!” You declare in anger and reach down with your giant hand and stroke yourself without a care at all for the tiny men while consciously trying to shove any that aren’t stuck in your public hair into your Giantess pussy where they will meet their end in the explosion of your glorious climax.
You feel them crawling inside of you and some of them becoming stuck to your massive vaginal walls as the wetness inside becomes thicker. You clench your ass tight to crush the incompetent fools in your butt; you can’t help but massage your breast with your other hand while you rub your clit. The warmth and satisfying thought of these men inside you intensifies. You feel a few half-inch men tangled in your pubic hair and those remaining that didn’t die are shoved in your pussy. You feel the need for release and the need to climax but the thought in the back of your mind asks if you should really kill your investment of half-inch tall men you purchased?
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