When I read last night’s bedtime story on the Magic Bus, I did promise an illustration to go with it. This was rendered and sent to me by my good friend, TinyN. I hope the illustration enhances your enjoyment of the story. I know that many of you enjoy following Shrimp Boy’s adventures, even those of you who don’t share the giantess fantasy.

Thank you to TinyN for sending me the illustration and perhaps we’ll be able to add more to Shrimp Boy’s further adventures!

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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 we last saw Shrimp Boy, he was struggling valiantly with the giant clitoris. He grasped the slippery creature (as it seemed to him) in both hands and rubbed his face against its smooth surface. He was fascinated by its silky texture and began to rub other parts of his body against it. He became aware of a certain quivering sensation emanating from the clitoris. As he pondered this new development he felt himself being swept by some kind of undertow towards the dark recesses of the Giantess’s labia. Poor Shrimp Boy! He felt himself being enfolded in softness, in warmth and this was almost the end of our intrepid hero. How nice just to relax and allow himself to be sucked into the all-enveloping heat and darkness… Just as the tiny man was about to release his last breath, he found himself abruptly grabbed and plucked from the foamy water. The Giantess was laughing softly as she held him up before her face. The Giantess’s face was flushed – and not only from the heat of the bath – and her eyes shone. “Who would have thought such a tiny little man with such a teeny weeny cock, could give such pleasure? But you’re all covered in soap suds – let me clean you off.” Shrimp Boy struggled in vain as the Giantess brought him closer to her face – struggled even harder as the enormous ripe lips opened and her wet tongue advanced upon his naked, wriggling little body. The tongue began to lick Shrimp Boy’s body from head to toe – with particular attention to the parts in between. For the Giantess was aware of the effect her attentions were having on Shrimp Boy. His little penis was intriguing to her. She liked the feeling of his little pointy cock jabbing into her soft tongue as she licked and licked. At this point, Shrimp Boy decided to stop struggling and to surrender himself to the tongue, to yield to the lust threatening to overtake his senses. Sensations he had never experienced before (remember Shrimp Boy had led a very sheltered life up until now) surged through his diminutive body. His penis began to throb and pulse, his head swam, his heart raced, and just as things were reaching a certain point he realised that the tongue was no longer licking him, that he was lying on the tongue and it was carrying him into the Giantess’s mouth! Now remember, dear reader, that the Giantess was a vegetarian but at this rather critical moment, Shrimp Boy had forgotten that and, besides, accidents can happen.

Will Shrimp Boy be carried away in the heat of the moment? Will he be carried into the mouth of the Giantess? Will the Giantess discard her vegetarian principles – seduced by the tiny morsel that is Shrimp Boy? Will Shrimp Boy forfeit his orgasm in order to escape the giant mouth? To find out, 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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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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