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When we last saw Shrimp Boy, he was in danger of being swallowed by the beautiful Giantess. His shrimpy little body was in her mouth and he was being tossed around like a sock in a tumble dryer. Fortunately for Shrimp Boy, not only was the Giantess a vegetarian, but she’d also become rather fond of the tiny man and decided to spit him out. Needless to say, Shrimp Boy was a little shaken after his latest adventure and not a little cranky! He’d been tossed around between the Giantess and her sisters, almost drowned, almost swallowed and even though he’d had his teeny tiny cock teased unmercifully and, even though he’d given the Giantess at least one orgasm, had yet to find any kind of release himself. It was time for the worm (or shrimp) to turn!

“Now look here, woman!” he shouted at the top of his little lungs. The Giantess turned to look at Shrimp Boy and at this point our hero thought that perhaps he’d made a bit of a tactical error. “Are you speaking to me, little man?” the Giantess asked, in a low, dangerous voice. As the Giantess bent her face down towards the tiny man he began to rethink his position. Yes, his teeny tiny cock was swollen, hard, sore and throbbing, but he was beginning to think that perhaps he could live with that after all. However, truth be told, even though the Giantess looked cross, she was actually delighted to see the little man stretched to his full height (all three inches of him) and shouting at her in his little piping voice. He stood among the folds of an enormous fluffy towel and reminded her of nothing more than a baby bird, albeit a baby bird with an angry looking splinter of a penis sticking boldly from its body! Shrimp Boy decided he might have to change his tone. “Well, I was just wondering… It’s my penis, you see…” “Yes,” said the Giantess, “I do indeed see. What about it?”. Shrimp Boy swallowed hard and decided that the time had come to decide whether he was a man or a mouse, although in this situation the question was somewhat moot. “Well, I was sort of wondering whether something could be, erm, done about it…?” “Done about it? said the Giantess, “What would you have me do about it? I could perhaps bite it off, then you’d be rid of the problem for good!” and with that the Giantess brought her face close to the little man and bared her teeth. Despite shaking with fear, Shrimp Boy (as we have seen in his previous adventures) had the heart of a lion (although the cock of a mouse) and stood his ground. “I was thinking that perhaps it might be granted some relief?” The Giantess laughed aloud, and the tiny man’s teeny tiny penis wilted slightly at the sight of her glossy red lips and gleaming white teeth. Shrimp Boy closed his eyes and began to say a silent prayer to the god of hard cocks (oh yes, there is such a god, for who amongst us has not uttered the words “Oh god, oh god, oh god,” in situations involving a hard cock?)

The tiny man felt himself lifted and dropped gently into the soft palm of the Giantess’s hand. His eyes still closed, he shuddered as he felt her warm breath upon his body. This time the shudder was of desire – not fear – and his little cock suddenly remembered what it had wanted. The Giantess began again to touch his naked, diminutive body with her large, pink, hot, moist tongue. She touched his cock with the very tip – dabbing at it like a cat. Well, gentle reader, you can imagine the reaction of the tiny man’s teeny tiny cock! It rose to new heights, became as hard as iron and Shrimp Boy began to moan and pant, to sweat and writhe. His face flushed bright red from the heat spreading from his cock through his entire body. He jerked his little hips, pressing his hard penis into the soft texture of the Giantess’s tongue. The tension in his prick and in his head rose to an unbearable point and his entire body began to throb and twitch. Shrimp Boy felt he had reached some kind of pinnacle and was about to be tipped over the edge, when there came a knocking at the bathroom door. A giant voice bellowed from the other side “Are you still in there? What are you doing with him? Bring him out, we want to play with him too!” It was one of the Giantess’s sisters!

What will happen to Shrimp Boy next? Will he achieve his release? Will the Giantess stop what she’s doing or finish what she started? Will he continue to be teased or will he find relief? For the answers to these and many other questions you’ll have to read the next installment of the Erotic Adventures of Shrimp Boy.

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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.

If this is your fantasy, or if you’d like to explore some other aspect of femdom, then call me or arrange a text session through sexytexting.com or, if you’d like to indulge in a little informal online chatting, look for me in the chat rooms at communitykink.com. If you just want to hang out with friends, relax and listen to some music, then tune in to The Magic Bus at 10:00 pm EST on Sunday evenings.

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Once upon a time there was a tiny little shrimp of a man. He didn’t know he was such a shrimp – he thought he was normal size. He lived his life happily, but uneventfully, in what he thought was an enormous forest, although it was in fact a rather beautiful garden. Now this garden belonged to three beautiful women – Mistresses in fact – who lived in a mansion and spent their time torturing men in various and exotic ways. One day, one of the Mistresses was out in the garden picking flowers, taking a little break from the routine of torment, when to her surprise she found the shrimpy little man lying in a sunflower – basking naked in the warm sunlight. The Mistress was a little startled, but not afraid for a Mistress is afraid of nothing. However, the little shrimpy man was terrified! He awoke from his warm doze to see a large, albeit beautiful, face looming above him. The large red lips and strong white teeth frightened him most of all! What was this enormous woman – a giantess? Frozen with fear, the little shrimpy man could do nothing as the woman plucked him from his flowery bed and placed him in the palm of her hand. Well, well little shrimpy man – what shall we do with you? The Mistress took the little man to show the other Mistresses and a great argument ensued. The other two Mistresses saw him merely as a tasty morsel. One wanted to drop him into a pot of boiling water and the other wanted to eat him alive – to feel him wriggling and struggling inside her mouth before swallowing him whole. They tossed the little man into the air between them and laughed to see his feeble efforts to escape. They played with him as cats will play with a mouse. Fortunately for the little shrimpy man, the Mistress who had found him was a vegetarian and had no interest in eating him. She rescued him from her greedy sisters and held him up by one ankle – upside down with his teeny penis waving in the air. She took him and slipped him down the front of her dress – down into the deep, dark, warm crevice between her breasts. The little man was relieved to feel himself slip into that smooth, warm, fragrant place. As he felt the giant breasts close around him his curiosity, not to mention his penis, was aroused and he felt the urge to explore the situation in which he found himself and scrambling against one smooth breast, began to seek a giant nipple. When he found it, the poor little man was so exhausted from his adventures that all he could do was to wrap his arms around the nipple, which began to harden at his touch, and rest his head against the large, pink pillow it became. The little shrimp boy felt safe and warm nestled there and he fell into a deep sleep, his teeny, tiny penis erect, and pressing against the enormous nipple.

Meanwhile, the giantess was enjoying the feel of this tiny creature wriggling around in her bra and smiled a sly, secret smile. For you see, boys and girls, even though the giantess had no appetite for meat, she had a voracious appetite of another kind and the erotic possibilities of such a tiny man seemed to her, endless…

If this is your fantasy, or if you’d like to explore some other aspect of femdom, then call me or arrange a text session through sexytexting.com or, if you’d like to indulge in a little informal online chatting, look for me in the chat rooms at communitykink.com. If you just want to hang out with friends, relax and listen to some music, then tune in to The Magic Bus at 10:00 pm EST on Sunday evenings.

Empress Catherine
800-356-6169
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