Wreckin Becca - The Dream

Wreckin Becca - The Dream

As Becca slept peacefully in bed, her boyfriend found himself suddenly awake and disoriented. Strange sensations coursed through his body as he tried to understand what was happening. He felt oddly light yet heavy at the same time, like he was floating weightlessly above the bed but also firmly rooted to the mattress.

His gaze drifted downwards, taking in the sight of Becca's sleeping form beneath him. Her mass was immense compared to his current state – she seemed like an Amazon goddess looming over him. He noticed her giantess form was amazingly soft beneath her thick fuzzy nightgown which barely covered her vastness.

He struggled to move, feeling like everything was in slow motion. Slowly but surely, he began to inch his way down towards Becca's feet. The closer he got, the harder it was to control his movements, like they were being pushed from an invisible force field around her body.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he reached her feet. His eyes widened as he gazed up at them – they were gigantic! Each foot was twice the size of his head, covered in soft hair that tickled his skin. He couldn't resist the urge any longer – he began to lean in closer, closer still until his face was pressed right between her massive toes.

The musky scent of her feet, mixed with the softness of her skin sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body. He closed his eyes and reveled in the sensation, allowing himself to be overwhelmed by her immense presence.

Suddenly, he felt himself being pulled upwards, away from her feet. His eyes snapped open to find himself looking up at Becca's gorgeous face. Her eyes were half-closed in sleep, but he could swear there was a hint of amusement mixed with surprise.

"Becky?" he stammered, his voice sounding smaller than usual. "What's happening?"

She yawned widely, stretching her arms out to the side before answering. "I'm not really sure," she said groggily. "One moment I was asleep and now you're all weird and small."

He tried to speak, but found himself at a loss for words. All he could do was stare up at her, gaze completely lost in her beauty. She smiled down at him gently, all traces of amusement gone from her eyes now.

"It's okay, honey," she whispered softly. "I'll take care of you."

With that, she lowered herself down onto the bed, giving him a perfect view of her enormous body filling up the space around him. He felt safe and protected beneath her, like he was being wrapped up in a warm, comforting embrace.

As he settled in closer to her, he realized that he wasn't dreaming after all – this was all very real. And even though everything felt surreal and otherworldly, he knew without a doubt that he was right where he wanted to be: in the loving arms of his Amazon goddess, Becca.