Giantess Ashton - Two Third's Purpose

Giantess Ashton - Two Third's Purpose

Giantess Ashton - Two Third's Purpose

Ashton was a beautiful giantess with a smirk on her face, standing by the bed while two of your friends lay shrunken and helpless on the floor. You had been curious about giantess fetishes for some time now, so when you saw an ad for a special engagement with Ashton at Clips4Sale, you couldn't resist buying it.

You had no idea what was in store for you when you called her number and were suddenly awash in a wave of dizziness and nausea. The next thing you knew, you were staring up at her towering form from your new pint-sized perspective.

"What the hell is going on?" you shouted, your voice tiny and crackly against her giant size.

But Ashton didn't answer; she didn't even seem to notice you. She bent down over the limp bodies on the floor, peeling off her stinky socks that had been resting on your friends for who knows how long. Your heart sank when you saw how long she was planning on keeping them on.

Ashton, meanwhile, was oblivious to your plight. She watched with amusement as your tiny voice pleaded with her to help you, but she couldn't be bothered. After all, you were just a tiny plaything to her now.

Finally, in a fit of frustration, she had enough of your incessant pleading and snapped at you. "Shut up!" she roared, making the room shake with her thunderous voice. She then cut the call without a second thought, leaving you alone and helpless on the floor.

But even in your diminished state, you couldn't help but notice how much she was enjoying herself. The way she casually dangled her filthy socks over where your head would be if you were still human sized sent shivers down your spine. This was not the Ashton you thought you knew.

After a while, Ashton grew bored with toying with your friends and turned her attention back to you. You had managed to crawl closer to her giant feet, your heart beating faster as the scent of her stinky socks filled your nostrils. She bent down again, this time grabbing one of the socks and holding it over your tiny form, threatening to crush you.

"I wanted something different," she whispered softly, the sound of her voice sending vibrations through your entire body. "Something... smaller."

And with that, Ashton brought her foot down hard, crushing you beneath her giant soles. There was no escape now; you were at the mercy of your own giantess girlfriend who had turned you into a tiny plaything for her amusement.

But even in your pain and helplessness, there was an odd sense of arousal that coursed through your body. You couldn't deny that you were turned on by the feeling of her giantess body pressing down on you, the scent of her sweaty socks filling your nose. It was a sensation unlike any other, and one that you couldn't help but crave more of.

Ashton stepped back, admiring her handiwork. Your friends were crushed beneath her weight, moaning softly as she set her immense weight on them. You, meanwhile, lay motionless, your tiny heart hammering in your chest as you waited for whatever fate she had in store for you next.

She leaned down again, her face inches from yours as she grinned wickedly. "You shouldn't have bought just two-thirds of me, lover," she purred, her hot breath washing over you like a wave of heat. "Now you have all of me." And with that, she picked you up gingerly between two fingers, like a bug under a microscope.

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