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Rated: ASR · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #2210041
Get shrunk near the hottest females in music
This choice: Dev grows gigantic and is aware of her situation  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

Nothing Like Sex, Drugs, and Giantesses

    by: Alina Author IconMail Icon
Pulling into the parking lot, Julie was practically bouncing in her car to Dev’s music, pre-gamming the concert so she didn’t blow her whole budget at the venue’s bar. As the music pounded and drinks spilled down her gullet, Julie cranked up the music and literally began bouncing in her car. She wasn’t sure if it was because she’d poured too heavy or because she was so excited, but Julie could have sworn she felt her whole car shaking with her! Her phone buzzed from friends asking if she was alright; they were inside the venue and seemed concerned…Julie figured it was because she still hadn’t gone inside. Without texting them back, Julie killed the engine and kicked open the door to her car, flask in hand. Taking another deep swig, she jumped out and giggled while slumping against the neighboring car. She threw her door closed and just enjoyed the night air on her skin. Looking up, she felt confused. “W-Where the fuck ish the moon?” Julie asked. It hadn’t been cloudy tonight, yet all she could see overhead was darkne-

BABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM…….

Dev felt her pale cheeks flush red and slowly slid a hand between her legs, rubbing at the tight fabric of her pants as the sensation of crushing metal and buckling asphalt managed to make it through her sandal to her soft soles (https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t...). Part of her wished she had done that barefoot, but there was always another parking lot on this stupid city that would be waiting for her foot to fall on it. Biting her bottom lip, Dev wordlessly looked down at her sandal and began grinding it back and forth. She had no clue how many people were in that parking lot, but it had been packed. At least a couple? Fuck, she hoped one of them looked up before she stepped down on their worthless little face! A soft moan escaped Dev’s lips as the power surge she was feeling raced through her body like electricity. Her gaze slowly lowered to see the small black building she had been schedule to play at tonight. Dozens of sweaty bodies were crammed into its walls, all waiting for her. Well…they were about to get more than they bargained for. Grinding her foot a little more, she tapped her sandal on the ground and delighted in the damage she saw that caused to the surrounding buildings! Windows cracked and facades crumbles in the wake of the Dev-quake. Shifting her eyes back to the building, Dev saw some of her little fans coming out to see the damage. Her eyes went wider when she saw the venue apparently had a tarp roof that it was pulling back to appease her panicked audience.

“Showtime~” she whispered, already feeling hot again as she imagined the view from inside the venue. After several tremors that would have doubtlessly caused a panic, the roof slowly pulled back to reveal pale moonlight…and Dev, staring down at them like some ancient, dark goddess, come to wreak havoc. Her ears picked up the faint echo of a panicked choir of screaming. She was wet…enough foreplay, time to do what she came here for.

Squatting over the venue, Dev knew that all eyes were on her…though she was clueless that the horrified onlookers could already smell her excitement; it served to terrify them even more. Planting her hands on either side of the building, Dev couldn’t help but laugh as she felt the fragile buildings crumbling against her palms. She’d broken gingerbread houses with more structural integrity. Some little ones looked like they were trying to run through the front, causing Dev to just roll her eyes (https://sun9-50.userapi.com/c621704/v621...). With a flick of her finger, she caved in the front and back entrances to the venue before brushing her hair back behind her ear. Looking down at the tiny people like a cat eyeing cornered mice, Dev cooed, “WELCOME TO THE SHOW, BUGS~ THERE’S BEEN A CHANGE IN THE LINEUP TONIGHT…YOU LUCKY ONES ARE GOING TO GET A PRIVATE SHOW~ FEEL FREE TO THANK ME.”

Inside the venue, the terrified onlookers began pushing and shoving, looking for an exit that didn’t exist as their gothic-themed goddess overhead loomed menacingly. Screams grew as a second moan managed to sneak past Dev’s lips, shaking everyone to the bone and threatening to burst eardrums.

“FUCK…I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE~” Dev purred, leaning in closer. Her face now took up the entire sky…her flushed cheeks told the crowd all they needed to know: the more frightened they became, the hotter Dev was going to get (https://i.ytimg.com/vi/4s_KSewezGo/hqdef...). This wasn’t an extermination; they didn’t deserve that kind of recognition. This was playtime, and Dev’s dedicated audience had become her unwilling playthings. Dev’s overwhelming presence was driving some people mad, screaming and begging to wake up from their nightmare. As if in response, Dev bit her bottom lip hard enough to almost draw blood before bringing her face in closer. The little ones could hear the crumbling of masonry as one of Dev’s fingers appeared and pushed against a nostril, closing it. People realized too late what was going on as Dev inhaled deeply…dragging more than a dozen people from the venue and snorting them like a party drug many had partaken in before the show. Their screams were drowned out in the roar of Dev’s snorting, but the giggling and groaning from Dev let everyone know that the unlucky ones were fighting for their lives deep in her nose…and losing…

“OOOOOOH~ THEY’RE STILL GOING? AMAZING~” Dev moaned, not caring whether her voice deafened every one of her toys. They didn’t need their ears to scream or struggle. Speaking of struggling, Dev thought that snorting some tiny fans would have just been silly, maybe make her sneeze. She was dead wrong.

Instead, it felt like she’d taken a hit of a powerful aphrodisiac! Groaning, Dev leaned back, plopping her tight ass into the middle of the parking-lot (and the neighboring buildings) that had been demolished under her sandals. She leaned her head back, the tingles and tickles from her victim’s struggling acting like a bolt of lightning running right to her libido!

Deep inside Dev’s left nostril, the dozen or so tiny fans were each engaged in their own life-or-death struggle. The shifting of the world as Dev leaned back and crashed on her ass had made their situations go straight from bad to worse. One unlucky fan had been clinging onto a nose-hair, but when Dev plopped down, she found herself falling…falling…falling…until he head found itself getting caught in a bit of mucus on a hair; it acted like a noose, instantly snapping her neck and leaving her limp body flopping until it was swallowed by the gooey matter coating the walls of this cavern. A second one had been sucked clean back through Dev’s nose and found themselves in pitch-black darkness trying to climb the slick walls of her nasal cavity. As Dev leaned her head back, the tiny man rolled backwards and found himself sliding slowly down the back of Dev’s throat. Others were struggling to drag their way out from a glob of snot, or clinging to nose hairs, or drowning in her mucus if they were supremely unlucky. Each struggle though tickled Dev’s nose hairs; each tickle sent a small shock through her body; and knowing what was causing those tickles, each one just made Dev inch closer and closer to grabbing the nearest sturdy object to masturbate with…
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