Giantess Tara - Womans finds a shrunken man suffering from a shrinking virus buttcrushes him

Giantess Tara - Womans finds a shrunken man suffering from a shrinking virus buttcrushes him

Giantess Tara stumbled upon the tiny, shrunken man in the middle of a pile of his own clothing. The poor fellow had caught that awful shrinking virus that seemed to be going around, and it had caused him to shrink down incredibly small. His once full-sized clothes now draped over him like oversized rags, rendering him virtually worthless for anything other than entertainment - or perhaps even worse fates.

Tara's heartstrings were tugged at the sight of the tiny man, but she quickly reminded herself that someone like him would only bring trouble into her life. With a sigh, she bent down to scoop him up in her fingertips and brought him closer to her face for a better look.

Up close, the tiny man's features were even more pronounced, from the fine hairs on his head to the details of his wrinkled skin. His eyes, already cloudy from the effects of the shrinking virus, went in and out of focus as he surveyed his surroundings. Tara could tell he was terrified of what was about to happen to him.

"Well, looks like you're just too small for anything now," she said coldly, slipping off her tight-fitting workout shorts. "I could eat you, I guess... or maybe I'll just crush you with my big butt."

With that, Tara turned around and offered the tiny man a full-view of her plump, round ass. It was a sight to behold: smooth, creamy skin stretched taut over muscular cheeks that seemed ready to split at any moment. She wobbled slightly from side to side, teasing him with the thought of what was to come.

The tiny man gasped, his eyes wide with fear. He tried to crawl away, but his movements were slow and clumsy in comparison to the giantess looming over him. Tara chuckled darkly as she watched him struggle.

"Don't worry, I'll make this quick," she reassured him, though her tone was anything but soothing.

And so began the buttcrush: Tara lowered herself ever so slowly onto the tiny man, feeling his body compress between her cheeks. She held the position for a moment, savoring the sensation of his squirming beneath her. With a satisfied grunt, she raised herself off the floor once more, leaving the tiny man gasping for air.

Repeating this process countless times, Tara gave the tiny man all the great POV buttcrush angles: full asshole, close-up rear view, and even a behind-the-scenes peek at her actual flesh pressing down on him. She was relentless in her assault, her thick thighs moving in a slow, inexorable rhythm as she ground the tiny man into the floor.

Despite his tiny, durable size, the poor man couldn't take much more. His cries of pain were drowned out by the sound of Tara's heavy breathing as she continued to grind him into submission. When she finally released him, he was little more than a smear on the floor, barely recognizable as anything human.

Disgusted, Tara wiped her hands clean of the tiny man's remains and tossed them into the trash so she wouldn't have to deal with them anymore. The whole encounter had left her feeling oddly aroused, but also somewhat dirty. She wondered if maybe she should seek professional help for her unusual fetish...but then again, where else would she find such satisfaction?

With a sigh, Tara picked up her discarded shorts and pulled them back on, hoping to forget about the tiny man and his unfortunate fate. But she knew deep down that his memory would linger with her for a long time to come.