Morgana Laveau - Giantess Plops and Flattens

Morgana Laveau - Giantess Plops and Flattens

As Morgana Laveau's laughter echoed through the room, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of curiosity about what she could possibly be finding so amusing. She finally turned to you, her eyes shining with mischief as she reminded you of the events from last night. "You really don't remember, do you?" she teased, a smile curling her lips. "Well, let me remind you. After the party, I saw one of those tiny neighbors of ours riding a squirrel down the street, and I just couldn't resist giving chase!" Her laughter bubbled up again, and you couldn't help but join in. It was only then that you realized how drunk you must have been last night. "So, uh, what would you do if it happened again?" you asked, trying to gauge her reaction. Morgana considered your question for a moment before answering. "I would just plop down and flatten them," she said casually, as if she were talking about something as mundane as brushing her teeth. You couldn't believe your ears. Your girlfriend was seriously considering squashing innocent people just because she could? Before you could say anything, Morgana's eyes lit up with an idea. "You know what?" she said, her voice quivering with excitement. "I'm going to prove to you that I am tough enough to do this. I'm going to invite those tinies over and smoosh them one by one!" You felt like you were in a bad dream. You couldn't believe what she was suggesting, and yet there was something undeniably arousing about the thought of her using her massive body to crush those poor people. "Morgana, please," you begged her. "You can't do this." But it was too late. She was already on her cell phone, calling the tinies over. As they arrived at your apartment, you could see the fear in their eyes as they realized what was about to happen. Morgana, however, was in her element. One by one, she plopped down on top of them, her massive body engulfing their tiny forms. She made sure to put her ass in their face so they could smell her panties, which she had worn for days. You watched in horror as she continued her assault on the tinies, your heart breaking for them. But then she turned to you, a sly smile on her lips. "Well?" she asked. "Do you still think I'm not tough enough?" You knew she was enjoying this way too much, but you also knew that she could be persuasive when she wanted to be. "I have an offer for you," you said, trying to think fast. "If you get that squirrel for me, I promise you can do whatever you want with the tinies." Morgana considered your offer for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Deal," she said, her voice ringing with determination. As she set off to find the squirrel, you couldn't help but wonder if she would really let the tinies go once she had proven her point. Or maybe she would just keep them from the enjoyment of flattening them. Only time would tell.