Miss Ser Giantess - My Boyfriend is the Fly on the Wall

Miss Ser Giantess - My Boyfriend is the Fly on the Wall

As Miss Ser Giantess walked through the door of her apartment, she was exhausted from a long day at work. She didn't notice the slight buzzing sound that signaled her tiny shrunken boyfriend, clinging to the wall and watching her every move. Miss Ser Giantess kicked off her heels and sighed, feeling relieved to be out of her restrictive business attire. Without wasting another moment, she began to undress, completely oblivious to the fact that her boyfriend was on the verge of being crushed under her massive form. Her movements were slow and sensual, every inch of her body stretching the fabric of her clothes as she peeled them off. The smacking sound of her massive ass cheeks echoed through the room as she stepped out of her pantyhose, revealing a pair of teeny-tiny panties that barely covered her enormous body. Miss Ser Giantess casually walked towards the kitchen, grabbing a glass of wine and a copy of Cosmopolitan magazine. She plopped down on the couch, spreading her legs to prop up the heels of her feet on the coffee table as she began to browse through the pages. Suddenly, a tiny figure caught her eye - it was her boyfriend! He must have snuck into the room while she was undressing. She smirked, amused by his curiosity. "Looking for a good time, huh?" She teased, holding up the magazine mockingly. "Well, you're not getting any today." She casually flipped through the pages, stopping at an article about giantesses and their love for squishing small creatures. The thought made her chuckle darkly. Without another word, she reached down and scooped up her boyfriend with her index finger, examining him closely for the first time. She giggled at his pathetic attempts to resist, finding him to be quite cute for a bug. "You know what they say... size doesn't matter," she quipped before placing him in between her index and middle fingers, preparing to crush him under her tremendous weight. As she squeezed, she closed her eyes and imagined crushing him into oblivion, feeling the satisfaction wash over her. But then, something changed. She felt a pang of guilt wash over her. This wasn't who she was; she couldn't hurt him. Deciding to play a different game, Miss Ser Giantess set her magazine aside and focused all her attention on her tiny boyfriend. She gently carried him to the bathroom, setting him down on the sink and turning on the faucet. She watched with delight as the warm water washed over him, making him grow just a bit bigger. It wasn't much, but it was enough to make her smile. In that moment, she realized that maybe she didn't have to be the aggressor all the time. Perhaps she could be more caring and nurturing towards her shrunken lover. After all, he'd been through quite an ordeal with the shrinking virus. She decided then and there that she would protect him, even if it meant keeping him small and under her watchful eye. As she finished washing him, she noticed a peculiarity about him; he seemed to have a fascination with giantesses. It was almost as if he had a crush on her! The thought was amusing, and she couldn't help but find it cute. She grabbed a small jar from the bathroom cabinet and scooped him up, placing him inside for safekeeping. With a newfound sense of responsibility, Miss Ser Giantess sat down on the couch and grabbed her phone. She began searching for information on the shrinking virus, hoping to find a cure or at least some way to slow its progress. In the meantime, she would be there for her boyfriend, ensuring he was safe and comfortable - even if he was just a bug.