We know, don’t we? We know what the giantess meant when she asked “Who wants to be first?” Only poor little Shrimp Boy doesn’t realise that the thing he’s tied to is a giant strap-on. And that’s where we left him – tied firmly to the Spiteful Giantess’s strap-on, all oiled up and ready – jutting out from her hips. In their excitement to begin this new game with the little tiny man, the giantess sisters were ignoring Shrimp Boy’s protestations. Even though he didn’t know what they were going to do with him, he at least had sense enough to know that he wasn’t going to like it! Or, was he…? Perhaps that might depend upon which one of the sisters was “going to be first”. It’s true that he felt considerably cheered up (not to mention hardened up) at the sight of the Beautiful Giantess kneeling on the edge of the huge bed, her dress up around her waist, and the Stupid Giantess peeling down the pretty, lacy panties. Her thighs were parted and the cleft between her smooth,firm buttocks had a sort of entrancing effect on Shrimp Boy – not to mention the effect it had on his little penis. “Now what?” asked the Stupid Giantess (I told you she was stupid, didn’t I?) In answer, the Spiteful Giantess merely laughed and the Beautiful Giantess said breathlessly, PLEASE! Which, as we all know, could mean a lot of things. Certainly our intrepid hero had a wonderful view as the Spiteful Giantess approached the bed, grabbed her sister’s hips and positioned the strap-on (and of course Shrimp Boy) at the entrance of her sister’s pretty cunt. Shrimp Boy was close enough to feel the heat emanating from the moist flesh and marvelled at the shades of pink and red looming over his tiny head. For a moment his life flashed before his eyes (it only took a moment – he hadn’t actually done much yet) and Shrimp Boy found himself at yet another crossroads in his short life. Should he simply accept his fate, at the risk of his life? After all, what a way to die – engulfed by the glorious giant cunt! Or should he struggle to escape? The little tiny man took a deep breath, partly in an attempt to survive the ordeal facing him and partly to savour the intoxicating aroma coming from the Beautiful Giantess’s labia. His teeny tiny cock was fully prepared to do it’s part – acting as a sort of brake – as it hardened and swelled to it’s full microscopic size. It throbbed and pulsated eagerly – sensing the fulfilment of it’s desire for release. Shrimp Boy felt the moist flesh press against his little face and then, just before he was at the stage where he wouldn’t have been able to hear anything, he heard the Stupid Sister say “Wait – stop!” and felt himself being withdrawn. What is it now? Will Shrimp Boy’s cock ever find itself inside the Beautiful Sister? Will it ever find fulfilment? Will the Stupid Giantess ever shut up? To find out the answers to these – and other vital questions – you’ll have to look out for the next episode of the Erotic Adventures of Shrimp Boy.

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Some of you will remember that we left poor Shrimp Boy (once again) in a rather uncomfortable predicament. The Spiteful Giantess had just had some kind of an idea. An idea involving our intrepid hero and, possibly, his raging hard-on. Now, when I say “raging hard-on”, you must remember that Shrimp Boy is a teeny tiny man and as such the term “raging” is, well, relative. Even so, our diminutive hero had been on the verge of fulfilling his goal, his dream if you like, of attaining bliss at the hands (or at the tongue) of the Beautiful Giantess. So now we find Shrimp Boy lying on his back in the palm of the Beautiful Giantess, panting, sweating, his cock throbbing and swollen – almost sobbing in his frustration. So frustrated in fact that he wasn’t paying quite as much attention to the Spiteful Giantess’s “rather naughty idea” for a game as he should have. And at this point, faithful listeners, we might pause for a word of advice. If you ever find yourself naked, on the point of orgasm, gasping and panting, throbbing and thrusting, and someone else – especially if that someone is rather spiteful – says “I’ve had an idea” it might be wise to divert your attention from your cock, and listen to what that idea might entail.

Fortunately the Stupid Giantess (and there’s no point in using some kind of euphemism – she was just stupid – ok?) asked the question that Shrimp Boy should have been asking “What kind of idea, what are we going to do with him?” In reply, the Spiteful Giantess showed what she’d been hiding behind her back. Her two sisters gasped in surprise to see her waving a formidable dildo in the air. It was the kind designed to be attached to a harness and used as a strap-on. (Those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about will have to resort to Google, although really you should not be listening to this story at all!) “I still don’t understand” said the Stupid Giantess and although the Beautiful Giantess didn’t really understand either, she was having some rather dark thoughts of her own at the sight of the large dildo and was, truth be told, almost afraid to ask her spiteful sister what her plans for little Shrimp Boy might be. Instead of explaining, the Spiteful Giantess seized Shrimp Boy and pinned him against the dildo, which was longer (or taller – depending on how you look at it) than the teeny tiny man. She held him in place while she used the cruel silken thread to bind him to the dildo. The dildo was at his back and the Giantess bound him in such a way that it was impossible for him to move. His head was forced back against the hard rubber, his arms and legs spread. In fact, only his cock had any freedom of movement and was, it seemed, taking advantage of that. Poor Shrimp Boy was exposed and helpless, his hard-on now slightly less than raging but still erect and waving in the breeze. Now you must remember that Shrimp Boy had led a rather sheltered life before encountering these giant sisters and had no idea what he was strapped to. Still, he found himself strangely aroused at being bound and helpless, even as a thrill of fear rippled through his naked little body. The sisters all laughed to see him, even the stupid one who didn’t really know why she was laughing, and the laughter of the Spiteful Giantess was tinged with lust. Her nipples hardened, her cunt moistened, at the sight of her favourite dildo with the little man attached. Her breathing became harder as she fumbled with the harness, attaching it around her slim hips. Little Shrimp Boy jutted out in front of the naked giantess almost like one of those ships’ figureheads. Even though he was afraid, he found himself becoming even more aroused as the Spiteful one began to slather copious amounts of fragrant oil onto the dildo and, of course, onto Shrimp Boy himself. “Now”, the Giantess said as she began to stroke, “Who wants to be first?” Our little hero spluttered through the oil, “No, wait, first for what? What’s the oil for? What’s this thing I’m on?” Poor little Shrimp Boy. We know. Don’t we?

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When the Giantess asked poor Shrimp Boy “How long can you hold your breathe?” he didn’t even have a chance to answer, or to even think about it, before he was pushed down under the warm, fragrant water. Poor little Shrimp Boy panicked as he was thrust down between the Giantess’s smooth, slippery thighs and struggled to break free. He rose to the surface gasping and spluttering – reaching for something to hang onto. Fortunately he found something. Something large and pink, something hard but also soft, and he hung onto it for dear life. The Giantess laughed to see Shrimp Boy hanging onto her nipple. The more firmly Shrimp Boy gripped the nipple, the harder it became and Shrimp Boy had to scrabble desperately to maintain his grip. All this activity was very arousing to the Giantess, who had very sensitive nipples. As we all know from previous episodes, the Giantess had a voracious sexual appetite and had all kinds of ideas about how this little tiny man could be used to gratify this appetite. “Stop tickling me little man – I want you to clean parts of me that other cleaners cannot reach” said the Giantess with a laugh. Shrimp Boy had now somewhat recovered from his panic and was enjoying his position clamped onto the Giantess’s nipple. His teeny tiny penis had certainly recovered and was raising its little head again. Shrimp Boy was beginning to enjoy the sensation of pressing his little cock into the nipple and to enjoy the reaction he was creating. It would seem that even such a tiny man could have an effect upon a Giantess…

Before he could reflect upon this interesting revelation further, Shrimp Boy was again pushed beneath the surface of the water. He found himself once more between the thighs of the Giantess. Found himself, in fact, between the smooth, plump folds of the Giantess’s pretty labia. Found himself pressed against her clitoris which lay like a pearl, just waiting for Shrimp Boy to discover it. If Shrimp Boy’s penis liked the giant nipple, imagine it’s reaction to the sight of this giant clitoris! Shrimp Boy decided that it was time to discover just how long he could hold his breath. He might have a tiny body but he had a big heart and was determined to take on this challenge. (If only, gentle reader, his cock was as large as his heart, so to speak – but I digress…)

Will Shrimp Boy be overwhelmed at the enormity of his task (and of the clitoris) or will he, ahem, rise to the occasion? Just how long can a tiny man hold his breath? How long can he maintain his erection? To find the answers to these and other fascinating questions you’ll have to follow the further Erotic Adventures of Shrimp Boy.

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The last time we saw Shrimp Boy he was nestled safely in the bra of the Giantess. He was sleeping soundly, snoring softly, against the squashy pillow of the Giantess’s nipple. He was surrounded by softness – soft, fragrant flesh, the silky softness of the bra – in fact the only hard thing was Shrimp Boy’s teeny tiny penis, which had stayed awake all the time he slept. As some of you will know, such is often the case with penises. Poor Shrimp Boy was rather rudely awakened from this comfortable sleep when the Giantess removed her bra – tumbling Shrimp Boy onto the cold hard floor of an enormous bathroom. Rubbing his little eyes and looking about him, Shrimp Boy saw that the Giantess was now completely naked. Being male – even such a tiny male – he was unable to keep his gaze from travelling up the length of the legs of the giant Mistress. The sight of those long smooth legs, and the place where they became even more interesting, made Shrimp Boy tremble with lust and fear combined. His teeny tiny penis was sending frantic messages to his brain – messages which related to penetration. But how could such a teeny tiny penis penetrate such a giant woman? Or perhaps the question should be WHERE could he penetrate such a giant woman? Perhaps his whole body could become… Just as Shrimp Boy was considering this profound matter, the giant Mistress stepped into the bath with a splash. A large hand scooped up Shrimp Boy and held him over the water which was covered in fragrant bubbles. Shrimp Boy was afraid for a moment – so afraid that his erection almost subsided – but the Giantess plopped him safely down on a large sponge floating in the water. Shrimp Boy was now floating directly in front of a pair of (to him) enormous breasts. They were like small islands – the smooth curves rising above the water with the nipples just visible beneath the surface. Shrimp Boy’s teeny tiny penis recovered from its fright and once again made its presence known. However, just as Shrimp Boy began to negotiate his “raft” between the two breasts, the giant Mistress asked him a question which struck fear into his heart. ” Little man – how long can you hold your breath?”

Will Shrimp Boy ever escape from the Giantess? Will he want to? Will his erection ever go away? Will he want it to? For the answers to these, and many other questions, you must listen to the continuing Erotic Adventures of Shrimp Boy.

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