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.

If you’d like to explore some aspect of femdom, then call me or, if you’d like to get to know me a little first, 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 and erotic radio, then tune in to The Magic Bus at 10:00 pm EST on Sunday evenings.

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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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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.

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 and erotic radio, then tune in to The Magic Bus at 10:00 pm EST on Sunday evenings.

Empress Catherine
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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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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.

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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