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"Wow, you really did survive in there. I honestly expected you to be crushed." Avery said, looking down at his tiny roommate at his giant feet. Ron had been shrunken down to 5" tall and bet that he could survive under his foot the entire day. He took him up on that bet and had him in his sock. He did errands and even worked out with Ron trapped in his sock the entire time. There were a few times he could feel him squirming, but he would stomp on him to get him to stop. All that squirming was giving him a hard on. Having a tiny roommate completely at his mercy under his foot was kind of a turn on.

"I told you I would survive. I took a durability formula. It supposed to make me somewhat indestructible." Ron spoke. "I need to fully test it for the military. Being trapped under your foot was the extreme test, but it worked. I can now report my findings." He added.

"What's the rush? They can hold out a little longer for your results." Avery suggested. He rather enjoyed having Ron so tiny and at his mercy. It was like having a tiny living toy rather than a plastic one. "I think we can have a little more fun with you at this size." He added.

"It was only for a day. That was the deal. Now use my device to make me normal size again." Ron asked, waiting to be back to his old size again. Being stuck under Avery's foot was no picnic. The foot odor was strong, and it was painful with each step. The durability formula kept his bones from breaking. If it wasn't for that, he would be a bloody stain on the bottom of his roommate's foot.

"So, without me using your device, you would remain this size? Is that what you are saying?" Avery ironically asked Ron with a twisted grin on his face.

"You already know that. I can't make myself back to my full height again. Remember, it was you who helped shrink me." Ron said, getting a little annoyed. He had been tiny for a full twenty-four hours. Avery even slept with him trapped in his sock on his foot.

"So, it's my discretion then, right?" Avery teased again, enjoying the annoyed look on his tiny roommate's face. He was enjoying the power he had over him. It was like Ron was his toy for as long as he wanted and there was nothing, he could do about it. He like that fact.

"What are you getting at?" Ron asked his giant roommate.

"It's my discretion as to when you regain your size, is the point." Avery brought out this main idea he was trying to convey. "Not yours, since you need my help to use your device." He added. He loved the power and control he had over the tiny toy before him.

"Okay, that part is true, but enough is enough. It's now time to return my height." Ron tried to reiterate. He was tired of being 5" tall. He was still slightly shorter than Avery when back at his full height, but he wasn't tiny.

"No, not yet. I want to have a little more fun with my toy." Avery said as he put his sock back on. He unzipped his pants and pulled back the elastic band on his underwear. He picked up Ron and held him over his exposed crotch area. "Your new home for a little while." He smirked down at Ron.

"Don't you there do this, Avery. I warn you." Ron threatened even though he was tiny. He saw a big smirk on his roommate's face. His roommate let go. He dropped right into his underwear. He saw the elastic band go back, putting him in a musky dark prison with a cock and pubic hairs. He heard the zipper going back up. "No fair. Let me out right now." He squirmed and got entangled in some of the public hair on top of his cock. The more he squirmed, the more he got stuck. He began to feel Avery's cock getting hard the more he squirmed.

"I suggest you stop doing that, or you might get a surprise." Avery laughed as he continued on with his day, having Ron trapped in his underwear. He was going to enjoy his living toy for a little while longer. One day wasn't enough to have fun with his tiny roommate.

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Alright, big bro, I've got the grind for you. Picture this: My massive, throbbing cock, a veritable skyscraper of man meat, just begging to be worshiped by someone as eager as you. Do you feel the tremor in the room? That's just me shifting in my seat, getting ready to lay the pipe of a lifetime. You're like a tiny ant in the presence of a fucking elephant, but instead of stomping you out, I'm gonna let you crawl all over my nuts. You're gonna love it when I slap those big boys against your back, making you arch like a kitten in heat.

Now, I know you've been eyeing my colossal cock all day, dreaming of the moment when you can get up close and personal with the king of all dicks. And let me tell you, it's a fucking sight to behold, a beast that could crush you like a bug if it wanted to. But I'm feeling generous today, so I'll let you bask in its glory. Just the thought of you being so near, so vulnerable, has me harder than a brick wall. And when I finally let loose, you'll be drowning in a sea of my cum, so much that you won't know which way is up. It'll be like a raunchy, wet dream come true.

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Irvin had an older brother who had served in the army and retired from it. So when his friend told him that he had joined the reserves, he joked him about it. Since the reserves didn't serve full time, they weren't considered worth the acknowledgent of the regular army soldiers.

Pete didn't like how Irvin felt about his reserve duty schedule and wanted to show how much the reserves are worthy of respect. Prior to him leaving for his once a month weekend duty, he called Irvin over to his place to help him pack a few things in his duffle bag.

Irvin entered Pete's room. "What you need help packing for your cake weekend?" He joked at his friend. He then saw Pete shine his phone camera light at him. "What are you doing now?" He assked. A few seconds later, he saw the room and Pete getting larger and larger. By the time he realized what happened, he was too late to stop it. He had been shrunking down to an ince tall.

Pete laughed, looking down at his now one inch tall friend. "You're was what I needed to pack. But I am going to put you in a special place. You're coming with me for my drill weekend." He continued to laugh as he picked him up and dropped him into one of his boots. "Don't worry, you'll wll survive in there. I also suggest you stay in my boot all weekend. You might now want anyone else seeing you." He put his boot on his feet and finished getting ready. He could feel his tiny body under his socked foot. He knew he ws going to have a fun weekend on base for sure.

Irvin was shocked his friend had shrunken him and put him in his stinky boot. He was crushed under his socked toes as Pete walked around in his boots. He definitely didn't want anyone one else seeing his tiny form. He really had no choice but to make Pete's boot his home for the entire weekend. He thought to himself that it won't be too bad.

Irvin saw that his thought process was all wrong. it was a horrible weekend at the mercy of Pete' s socked foot. It was constantly crushing just about anywhere under his foot. The boot already stunk, but the sweaty sock made it a hundred times worse. There was no escape from being crushed and forced to smell the most disgusting odor he had ever sniffed. He had to breathe it all weekend long. The only fresh air he got was when Pete would take his boots off, but even that was limited. Pete would stuff his sweaty socks in the boot right afterward. He couldn't wait for this weekend of hell to be over.

Pete returned home from drill weekend. He removed the boot he kept Irvin in and tilt it over for Irvin to get out. He saw his tiny body come out and approached his giant foot. "I think you should kiss my foot and thank me for my service." He spoke from above.

Irvin grabbed and kissed his socked toes. He was so relieved to finally be out and breathe fresh air. "I respect your service in the reserves now. I want to be normal size again." He requested and acknowledged. He waited for him to return him back to normal.

Pete had a smirk on his face. He put his boot right side up. He picked up Irvin and dropped him back in his boot. "I want to have a little more fun with you if you don't mind. You made my drill weekend great being under my foot. I can't wait to put you in my favorite sneaker tomorrow." He added and took his other boot off. He could hear him protesting but chose to ignore it. Irvin was too tiny to stop him anyway.

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Worth It

(Thank you @majorbombsinyourface for helping me with my comeback story. You’re a nasty mfker, but I guess I am too. Also I’m back, and this story isn’t very fart related. It’s just raunchy. I hope you guys still enjoy it though.)

You finally made it to college, and following in your brothers footsteps you decided to go to the same college and join the same fraternity. The guys always seemed so cool when you’d visit your brother, and you wanted to be a part of that. Being only two years apart meant that you got to be his brother not only biologically, but in the fraternity house. There were some familiar faces. Like Max, he was one of your brothers best friends, and you always got along especially well with him.

Day 1:

On the first day of pledging each pledge was paired with a big brother. You were lucky enough to get paired with Max. Getting paired meant you had to share a room. This seemed awkward at first, but you figured that as you bonded with Max it would be fun. After the house meeting was dismissed Max showed you around, and helped you to get settled down.

Day 2:

The second day was rather uneventful. You went to your classes all the same. After you were done attending classes. You went back to the frat house and studied. Max was out, so you had the bedroom to yourself. It was nice. It smelt a little off, but there were two college boys sleeping there, one of them being a jock, so it was well expected. After a couple hours of silence you heard the door creack open, and listened as Max approached you. His footsteps heavy on the floorboards. You didn’t turn around, which only aided in scaring you as Max roughly planted his hands on your shoulders.

“Whatchu doin man,” he asked loudly. “Studying,” you replied slightly startled, “What have you been up to?”

“I was getting something to eat with my bro’s,” Max replied smugly.

“Hey go sit on my bed,” he demanded.

You slid out of your chair and sat on Max’s bed, which was in the corner of the room and watched as he paced. Clearly he was thinking. An evil smirk crept onto his face, and then all of a sudden you got the feeling that maybe being Max’s pledge wasn’t a lucky turn of events. After a few more long seconds of awkwardly watching him plot to destroy you, Max walked towards you, holding eye contact with you the entire time. He mounted his bed on his knees. Sitting only a few inches from you.

“You know. Just cause I’m friends with your brother. Doesn’t mean I’m gonna go easy on you,” he stated coldly, you nervously chuckled. Knowing that something sick and twisted was a brew. He placed his left hand on your fore head, and with his right, he blew his nose. Effectively emptying his nose of all its mucus. You wanted to move, but some part of you told you to stay, and let it happen. Maybe it was because you wanted in to the fraternity, maybe it was the twitch in your cock, but whatever it was, it couldn’t shake you from the feeling of disgust.

Before you could fully comprehend what was going to happen next Max slapped you hard in the face. Spraying the boogers onto your cheek. The force causing it to splash over your lips and eyes. Without giving you a second to recuperate Max told you to open your mouth. You shook your head no, you were completely stunned. Max’s sick smile showed on his face again, and he forcefully shoved your head into the wall behind you and repeated,

“Open your mouth.” You gave in. Your cheek stung, and your brain was completely rattled from the past events.

“Wider, aaagghhhhh,” Max teased. You opened your mouth as wide as you could, and Max rubbed his slimy fingers across your tongue and teeth. Leaving a salty residue of mucus to coat the insides of your mouth. You cringed at the taste and the situation. Part of you wanted to throw up, but for some reason. You found it extremely easy to surpress your disgust, as Max had his way with you. You heard him snicker as he brushed your teeth with the remaining boogers on his hand. Your eyes had lost focus. Like they were frosted over. You couldn’t believe what was happening. Then before you knew it. Max planted his hand under your chin, and helped you to shut your jaw.

“Rest up. It’s only going to get worse tomorrow. And get the fuck out of my bed.” You hurried away from him, and walked into the hallway. You took a few deep breaths. Afraid of the monster your rooming with, and the fact that his wrath will only get worse. After a few moments of catching your breath. You rushed in to the communal bathroom and brushed your teeth. Scrubbing vigorously until you could taste blood. You gagged as you the you roughly scrubbed your tongue. He was evil, so why was the thought of it getting worse starting to make your dick harder.

Day 3:

You woke up day three of being a pledge to the sight of a pale ass, and a slightly hairy pink hole hovering over your face. You exclaimed your surprise by a small gasp, which forced you to inhale the musk that was over you.

“Rise and shine,” Max laughed before,

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You watched as his dewy ass sprayed a fart into your face. His hole pushing out and open to unleash a 4 second fart on your face. The smell was rancid. You choked on the warm air, not wanting to breathe in the taste.

“Do you have morning classes today?” Max asked.

“No.”

“Good, cause your face looks really comfy.”

You began to panic, but before you could even try to throw him off. He fell backwards and planted his ass over your face.

“How’s the post-workout funk man?”

It was awful. You felt his hole swell over your nose. Ready to release. You wanted to do something, but you laid completely still, and let him,

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You heard Max laugh violently.

“How are the post workout farts pledge.” He said. It burned. You felt your face warm up, and get soggy from his swamp ass.

After what felt like an eternity, which was really just three minutes. Max raised his ass off of your face, and pulled his underwear up. You gasped, and you could feel your body shake, as oxygen was reintroduced to your blood flow. Max laughed as he watched you struggle to get out of bed and catch your breath. You glared at him, and he just laughed even harder.

“Gotta love the booger and fart combo meal,” Max joked as you walked past him.

“Well I wouldn’t know.” You said jokingly.

“What?” Max asked with an slightly annoyed tone. You turned to see him genuinely upset. He grabbed you by the collar of your shirt, and pulled you into the bathroom.

“Did you brush your teeth last night?”

“Y-yes,” you replied hesitantly. He let go of your shirt, and started looking through the toothbrushes.

“Which one is yours,” he asked intensely. Nervous, you responded with,

“The blue one in the middle.”

“You know. I’m pissed you made me have to do this, because this shit hurts,” Max replied. You watched as Max locked the door, and then grabbed your toothbrush, shoving the bristled side awkwardly up his asshole. You watched as it went deep. He was rubbing it up and down, collecting every nasty thing he could. He pulled it out, and now the once white bristles were slightly brown. You gagged at the sight, which prompted a laugh from Max.

“Go on, brush your teeth now.”

“Max... don’t you th-“

“I said brush your fucking teeth.”

Scared of what else he’d do. You grabbed your toothbrush back, and applied a fat glob of toothpaste onto the now browned bristles. You hesitantly brought the brush into your mouth and starting ‘cleaning’.

“No matter how much toothpaste you use. You’re still brushing your teeth with my shit,” Max stated, before stomping out of the bathroom. You immediately stopped brushing your teeth, as soon as the door closed, and spit out any remainder of the experience down the drain. You desperately cleaned your toothbrush, but you had a feeling you wouldn’t be able to use it again.

When you walked back into your room Max was no where in sight. The only mark to show he came back, was the dirty pair of underwear he’d been wearing for the last couple of days sitting on your pillow. You scoffed as you threw them on the floor, and then got dressed for your day. As you were about to leave your room. The door busted open, and Max came in holding three hampers filled to the brim with dirty laundry. You gave him a funny look, and he flashed his dangerous devilish smile. You stood still in fear, and curiousity. He walked past you and placed the hampers next to his bed. He turned around to look at you and chuckled as he saw your face which was contorted in a disgusted manner.

“Listen I don’t know what you think I’m going to do to you, but I can promise you it’s worse than you imagined,” he said walking up to you, and cupping his hands around your face. You could feel your dick start to strain against your pants, and you got embarrassed at the thought of him seeing it.

“Can we just get this over with?” You asked complyingly. You were so terrified of what would happen if you didn’t listen.

“Hmm. Somebody’s eager,” Max joked not knowing that some part of you did want to drown in weeks old, dirty, jock clothes.

“You felt yourself blush as you followed behind him. He crouched on the floor and grabbed a box from under his bed. Containing a ball gag and rope. You watched nervously as he pulled out the rope, and told you to take off your shirt, and then place your hands together. Although you knew he was getting ready to torture you. You couldn’t help but stop to admire how intimate it felt. The way his eyes squinted as he intently tied the rope around your hands.

“Lay down,” Max stated demandingly. You awkwardly complied. As you got down on the floor Max started to unbutton your pants. Your whole body tensed, and you covered your dick afraid he would see the erection that was slowly getting larger.

“Calm down man. I’m not gonna touch your dick. This is platonic,” he winked. Some part of you trusted him. Even though you were so terrified. You lifted your hands a little. Just enough for him to shimmy your pants down, but you kept them covering your member the entire time. Max just laughed. Once your pants were off he started to bind your feet. He did so with the same level of care as he had on your hands. Next he grabbed the ball gag. You looked at it with fear.

“Are you sure that’s necessary?” You asked nervously. Max snickered and replied, “If you’d like I can use Liams jock.”

“Never mind. Do what you think is best.” Your heartbeat quickened as the gag got closer to your face. Max motioned for you to open your mouth and placed the ball inside, he then gently lifted your head to fasten it tightly. Trapping you in a completely compromised state. After he finished binding your body. He gently scooped his arms under you, and lifted you softly. His arms were warm and embracing, but the second you started to feel comfort in them, your body was thrown like a rag doll onto his bed.

“Listen my bedsheets need to be cleaned, and you’re gonna clean them, but I thought we’d make this fun.”

Max watched you struggle on your back, as you tried to get into a comfortable position.

“Ready?” You just groaned into the gag. He smiled before lifting the briefs you threw on the floor.

“I see you didn’t appreciate my parting gift earlier. Before I drop all the toxic waste that is your fellow frat bros laundry on you. I’m going to make you regret disrespecting me.” You tried to say something, but you couldn’t. All you could do, was watch as he placed the pouch of his briefs over your face. Then he stretched as tight as he could. Stretching the stench of his 3 day old ball sweat on your face. Forcing you to inhale all of the musk that radiated off of his balls. You felt him lift your head, and you thought he was going to release you, but instead he pulled his briefs even tighter around your head, and tucked them into the strap of the ball gag on the back of your head. Your dick was fully erect now. All you wanted was for this to be over, so you could go shoot the steamiest load ever.

“Now that justice is served. I say it’s time we carry out the punishment.” You felt chills run down your body causing you to spazz.

“Oh no, no escape for you.” Little did he know you spazzed, because the sensation your dick was enduring, was euphoric. You couldn’t see anymore, but you heard Max lift one of the hampers. With no warning. Max unceremoniously dumped one of the hampers onto your legs. You could feel moisture surround the lower half of your body. 

“Nice and warm huh?” Before you knew it he dumped the second hamper on your crotch. Finally you didn’t have to cover your huge boner. As you felt relief from freeing your dick. The third hamper was emptied onto your chest.

“Don’t worry. I saved the best for last.” Having no clue what he was talking about you listened closely. There was a ruckus and then the sound of zippers being unzipped. You heard Max sniff hard, and then mutter,

“Oh yeah, that’s the good shit.” Moments after the light that shone through his briefs, turned to complete darkness. Then the most potent scent of musk filled your nostrils. Your face felt warm and damp. It was almost noxious, but you kept sniffing it. You couldn’t get enough.

“I know, it’s hard to breathe down there I bet. That’s the contents of my year old gym bag being spread on your face bro. Always moist, always musty.” You heard Max walk away and open a door. Then, you felt even more clothes being thrown in you.

“And that’s my hamper for good measure too.”

The smell was so intoxicating. Almost as if it was getting you high. You were only trapped under his gym clothes for a couple minutes, but it felt like it had been hours. As you were getting lost in the scent. Max moved all the clothes from off of your face and took off the briefs that was tightly wound over your nose.

“Hey bud.” The light hurt your eyes, as your face became exposed to the world outside of his filthy briefs. You tried to speak back, but the ball gag was still in your mouth.

“It was getting pretty boring watching you lay still under my clothes. So I figured you might as well get it from the source.” You felt your eyes go wide. Max took off his shorts and he was free balling. You watched as his dick bounced between his legs.

“You know. Last year, your brother told me I have perfect t-bagging balls.” A cruel smile crept on his face as he laughed maniacally.

“Little did he know. These t-bagging balls, would be all over his little bros face.” As he spoke, he played with his balls fondling them. You saw his dick twitch, but he seemed unbothered. Meanwhile you had to stifle a moan, as your dick rubbed against some stale socks.

Max walked towards you with a wide, slow gait and a menacing look in his eyes. He slowly neared the bed, and stood over you. His hand lightly slapped your face, and then he kicked his leg over you, straddling your face with his crotch. He was right he did have the perfect t-bagging balls. The nearly covered half of your face, as he rested there, with his taint on your chin. Then he extended his knees, and sat up. Dangling his balls over your face. The angle at which you were witnessing this was immaculate. He looked so godly as he lowered his balls to your nose. Placing his hand on top of them and shoving them in your nostrils. Forcing you to directly breathe in his pheromones.

“Ahh take it in. The scent of your future big bro.” He moaned on top of you. Meanwhile you were struggling to breathe, because the skin of his balls was clogging your nostrils, and the ball gag didn’t help.

“Fuckk.” He started massaging his balls into your face. Kneading them over the bridge of your nose. Then as if his torture couldn’t get anymore raunchy he placed his asshole over your mouth, and dropped his dick over your eyes. You felt his hole against your top lip. His taint sat over your nose, and all you could smell was his tangy aroma. It was magical. You did your best to stifle large inhales, but it was so hard, because his scent just got more addictive the longer he tortured you. While busy trying not to let him know you were enjoying this, he,

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Let out a spicy fart.

“Damn. That one kinda hurt coming out.” It slid into your mouth. It left a burnt taste in your mouth, and gave you goosebumps. It lasted 3 seconds, but it packed a major punch. The smell wafted into your nostrils and it was awful. It was cheesy and skunky.

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“Aww fuck. You’re in for it man.”

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“Jesus.” Max said as he comically waved his hand in front of his face. You couldn’t blame him. You were weakly coughing under his ass. The smell was so intense. He must’ve eaten something rancid while you were in the shower.

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“I kinda feel bad for you down there.”

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“Ok I’m done. I don’t want to kill you.”

He slowly unmounted your face. Leaving you to bask in his gas, while he stepped away. You watched as he gathered the clothes that he had taken off of your face.

“I’ll let you cool down for a bit,” he said as he threw his old gym clothes back on you. This time a jock falling over your face. The smell was intense, and the smell of his farts that lingered over your face only aided in making his clothes smell atrocious. You were loving it. You laid still smelling the clothes for a while. Clearly Max was up to something. You finally heard the door creak, and then Max,

“Hey man. Sorry I took so long. Hope I didn’t keep you waiting.” He chuckled as he walked over to you. You were expecting him to release you, but instead you felt and indent on the edge of his bed, and then a heavy weight on top of your body. This weight effectively pressing your sore and hard penis into the pile you of crusty jockstraps and damp T-shirts’ you were under. Since you weren’t expecting the sweet sensation this caused you let out a loud moan.

“Bro, what the fuck, are you good?” You heard Max ask above you. You felt a shuffle on top of you as clothes were thrown on the floor, and then a hand caress your bulge.

“Are you turned on by this?” You were terrified. What was he going to do. What was he going to say?

“I didn’t know you were such a freak,” he stated with a tone that almost sounded pleased.

“I’m glad I’m not the only one in the room right now that’s horny as fuck.”

You gurgled into your gag in shock. Was he for real? A sick sense of joy arose in you. You heard him inhale deeply into the still, rather impressive pile of vile clothes on top of you.

“Fuckkk.” He ruffled some of the clothes on top of your face, and grabbed your jaw. Forcing you to look at him.

“Do you wanna fuck?” He asked bluntly. Surprised, you just moaned into the gag. You were confused, but his face made you want to submit further than you already had.

After a brief contemplation. You nodded your head up and down. Max’s whole face lit up in a sick grin, and he started to stand on the bed . He quickly took off the briefs he was currently wearing, and slammed his body back down on top of you, before sliding off of the bed. He then placed his hands under you, and flipped you over. Your body tensed in shock. You now laid on top of the pile, and your face was pressed into a sweaty sock. You felt him climb back onto your bed, and then grab your butt cheeks. You felt his face against your ass as he inhaled deeply, which caused you to get chills all over your body. He moaned and then placed his tongue just below your hole, flicking it up until it slid around the ring of your anus. You moaned in ecstasy as his tongue seemed to expertly navigate your ass. Once finished licking the outside of your hole, he penetrated your asshole with his tongue, slowly pushing in deeper. He used his tongue like the bow on a violin, going back and forth, in and out. His hands tightly squeezed your cheeks, and massaged your thighs. After a couple of minutes you felt his dick slide against your taint, and in between your cheeks. You moaned in anticipation, as his dick stroked against your ass. You heard him spit, it splashed on his dick, and rained down on your ass. Unlike everything he had done before, he sloppily rubbed his saliva into his dick, moaning as he played with the head of his cock in his hands. Before continuing, he grabbed a sweaty t-shirt, and inhaled deeply into the armpit. Gasping in ecstasy, and then plunging his dick in ecstasy. You nearly screamed as you felt your hole stretch around his cock, which was larger than you anticipated. He initially moved slow and carefully, like he had before, but after a few strokes he started pounding into you roughly. You felt his hands slam down against your back, leaving a sting red pain to heat up your mid back, before scratching his nails back down to your ass, which he pinched between his fingers. Jiggling your mounds like jello, as he thrust into them harshly, causing them to ripple even more. You groaned in pleasureful pain, as your body was being used by Max, who fucked you hard. The intense stench that filled the room mixed with the beating your ass was getting, caused you to shoot your load all over the pile of clothes you laid on, spraying your cum onto your various frat brothers clothes. The vulgarity of it just aroused you more. Not too long after you felt Max strain as he began to shoot ropes of cum deep into your insides. As he slowly slid his dick out of your hole, you felt his cum ooze out of your hole, and trickle down to your balls.

“Fuck you better be ready for round two bitch,” Max said trying to catch his breath. You simply moaned at the thought of going again.

(I was thinking of making this a story that took place over a week, so if you think I should continue it let me know. I have a lot more nasty shit planned for you and Max.)

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Jake could hear the screams of the other tiny workers inside Jackson's boots. He was the lucky one that he he didn't put in his boot. "You can't do this to us. We have rights, you know?" He yelled at Jackson towering above him.

"Yeah, I know the new government initiative for equal rights for tiny people, but that isn't helping you at this current moment." Jackon paused as he put the sole of his large boot in Jake's face. "You do what I am saying now."

"When they hear about what you are doing, you might lose your job." Jake threatened.

Jackson didn't take kindly to a tiny guy threatening a giant like himself. He press down on the tinies in his other shoe for Jake to hear their pleas for help. "I could have put you in there, but I decided I wanted you to lick the sole of my boot. Now, do it." He commanded.

Jake was not going to become some tiny foot slave for a giant coworker. "NO!" He screamed back in defiance. He then heard his fellow tinies scream out even more as Jackson was crushing them under his rank socked feet.

"I will make a deal with you. Lick my sole like a good little tiny, and I will let your friends go later on. Refusal would mean I take your friends home with me in my boots." Jackson offered Jake.

That was a fate he didn't want for his fellow tinies. He apprached and licked the large sole as commanded. It tasted nasty. After thirty minutes, he was ordered to stop. He was relieved. He saw Jackson reach down and pick him up off the ground.

"Time for your reward." Jackson smirked as he slightly undid his belt and pulled back the elastic band of his underwear. He dropped Jake inside and let the elastic band go back. "Nice place to keep you till time for me to go home. By the way, I lied. All of you are coming home with me." He laughed as he secured his pants back. He could feel tiny Jake struggling and squirming around his cock. Feeling tinies squirming under his feet and around his cock felt so good.

"They will know that we are missing!" Jake screamed in protest. It was hot and musky around his cock and balls, not to mention how sweaty it was. There was no escape from his underwear prison. The more he moved, the more Jackson's cock got excited. That he didn't want one bit.

Jackson laughed at Jake's complaint. "They will think you all got cruhed somewhere. There is nothing you can do about it now, You all are mine." He laughed as he went back to work. All the noise should drown out their pleas for help. Other tinies had gone missing before, and they were considered dead or crushed. These would be no different, with the excption that he was taking them home to be his toys and playthings.

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