“So what now?” she asked. You took a drag off of your cigarette and exhaled lazily into the air.
“What… what do you mean?”
“Well, I’m an inch or so tall. Looks my career at Amazon is kaput. And I won’t survive for long on my own. So I guess I live here now?”
“On my belly?” You asked, in a moment of stupor.
“I just kind of meant with you. But your belly is soft and warm, you gonna build me a small house in it?” She asked laughing.
“Sorry,” you said, embarrassed. You took another drag off of your cigarette, and unsure of what came over you, you blew the smoke down on Maddie. You watched as she briefly disappeared in the fog of smoke, and you could hear her cough.
She looked up at you and smiled. You repeated the process and again, no complaint. You realized she was accepting her fate. You brought your hand down and rolled her around on your hairy belly, before rolling her into your belly button.
“Maybe you can live there,” you chuckled.
“A little cramped,” she laughed, climbing out. You felt her slide down your huge gut, and start to crawl under the elastic band of your shorts.
“I bet it’s roomy in here,” she said. You felt Maddie wading through your thick, untrimmed pubic hair.
“Damn that feels good,” you thought. You couldn’t believe how accepting she was of you shrinking her. You lit a fresh cigarette and let it dangle from your lips as you slipped your hand into your underwear. Maddie was now crawling up your cock, and you wrapped your hand around it, your thumb pinning her to it, and you began to stroke slowly, rubbing Maddie up and down, what to her had to be, your tree sized cock.
Your phone alarm snapped you out of your trance of ecstasy and you remembered you had to deliver a phone you’d repaired to Stacy, your neighbor three doors down. You pulled Maddie out of your underwear and dropped her on your belly.
“Oh my god,” she said. “That was surreal!”
“I gotta make a quick delivery a few doors down,” you said. “You wanna stay here or come with?”
“Don’t be silly,” the tiny woman said, undressing, “you’re stuck with me big guy.”
You watched as she tossed her tiny clothes down the side of your belly and onto the couch. She had large, well, relatively large breasts and a tiny belly, curvy hips and a tiny mound of sandy blonde pubic hair.
“Whaddya think?” she asked, posing.
“I think you’re fine as fuck,” you said.
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