By: ???
As their eyes began to adjust to the light flooding into
their container. The tiny, two inch men, were treated to an
incredible vision of beauty.
In the real world, Ms. Marilyn stood six feet four inches tall, in
her size eleven stocking feet. To the tiny men that were now
under her control, she became their world, and , oh,
what a world.
Her bright blood red toe nails , barely visible through the dark
pantyhose that she wore, were the first thing that most
of her clients ever see. Her perfectly sculpted, ever so
slightly damp feet, led to a pair of legs that any man would
be excited by, and some men would kill for.
She was very well muscled, but , she could never, ever,
be thought of as mannish or too muscular, she was as near
perfect as you could dream of. The muscles rippled as she
moved, she wore a skin tight one piece top, cut almost all
of the way to paradise, both front and rear.
Speaking of her rear, the curves were perfect, round with just
the slightest hint of jiggle.
She had long dark brown hair, worn permed, that looked
like a lions main, except that it fell about her magnificent
shoulders, and about her pert pair shaped breasts.
A true vision of health and loveliness, a Goddess, with the facial
feature of an angel, with sweet full lips and dark green eyes.
When she spoke, all of the men listened most intently.
"You have come to this place, to become the toys and property
of myself and all of my sisters, you see, we are a society that
demand males worship us".
"Do you enter of your own free wills ?" She added.
No one spoke, but they all nodded in agreement.
"Good, now who wishes to have the honor to be the first
worshiper of my ass this day?
Every hand but one shot forth with great excitement, she reached
into the container and pulled forth one tiny man, an older fellow,
who was a bit overweight and balding .
"You are not very pretty", she stated without malice," I shall put
you where I will not have to look upon you, I will feed your
pudgy old body to my buttocks, then I shall test your strength".
"DOWN YOU GO", She said, as she reached around behind her,
with her free hand, pulling the top fabric that barely covered her
perfect ass away, exposing her crack to the tiny man that she held
in her other hand.
Without another word, she dropped him into the seat of her suit.
He now was falling, headfirst down her crack.
She felt him wedge beneath the curve of her ample ass,
and let go of the fabric. Now the tiny guy was held prisoner,
by not only her cheeks, but the pantyhose and the swim suit as well.
Her cool green eyes looked for any reaction, as she began to squat.
The tiny, struggling bulge, disappeared into the massive crack,
as it separated, while she continued her descent.
She placed the fingers of the hand that had held him, against where
he had ended up, gently pressing the minute lump, through the fabric,
against her anus. She stood, making sure that he was trapped,
she could just barely feel his puny motions.
His entire world, was now the hot cleavage of her ass crack.
The intense heat and scent of this woman, was his atmosphere.
Every breath that he took, he had to struggle for, for when she
had stood back up, the tiny balding mans minute face had become
deeply wedged inside of her anus. He had tried to open his mouth wide
to scream for help, but, every time he tried, the moist flesh of her asshole,
had filled his mouth, with its distinct flavor.
It made no difference anyway, not only was he in the exact
spot that she wanted him, but she was really a heartless evil
monster, that loved to torture men in the ways that they
feared most.
You see, boys and girls, this sadistic Goddess, had all of the
computer files from the GTS club at her disposal, so she can
see all of the likes and dislikes of each client.
The difference this time, is that a small, but powerful,
clique in the club, wants to be rid of these guys who like
female asses. They have retained Ms. Marilyn and eleven of
her associates to get rid of these bun lovers once and for all.
After all, only GTS that involves the feet is really healthy.
Or so these guys think, anyway.
The tiny man, now trapped face first into her butt hole,
is not only very claustrophobic, but he is also only
a voyeur, he never likes to get his hands "dirty",
he would rather watch others live out his nasty fantasies,
then to experience them himself.
She felt the fear in her prisoner, turning to panic, as his
struggles turned desperate . She realized that he must be struggling for air.
Well, she thought, let him breath, I have a heart too.
The little men had no idea why the lovely GTS broke out into
a cruel laugh, that was, until they heard her fart.
They realized that this huge woman, may be a bit too cruel,
for even their unique tastes. Most of the tiny men ,
winced when they heard the massive release of gas,
a few, on the other hand, got overwhelmingly excited.
The balding little fella, tried with all of his might, to free
himself from this massive anus, but his head was held tight.
He heard the rolling thunder approaching, but, before he
could brace himself, the foul south wind, engulfed his face,
filling his lungs with its moist odor, before expelling his head
from its prison. Every pore of his being, was now inundated
with her release. In the darkness, he could feel the moist
stink, clinging to both him and the surrounding flesh.
He could not see it, but her anus had opened slightly,she had not bothered to
squeeze it shut when she had finished her farting.
Unable to tell why, the little man felt the cheeks behind him
tensing together. The moisture, that she had expelled,
made all resistance futile, it was not until it was way too late,
that he realized what her plans were.
His tiny screams were not even audible to the outside
world, they were muffled by a huge mountain
of lovely gluteal muscle flesh.
These same muscles, were at that moment, pushing him into
her well lubricated sphincter, he tried to fight her, but it was
of no use. Marilyn gave her cheeks a mighty squeeze,
and her balding companion, sank out of this world, and
entered her world. He turned to leave, but she gave another
squeeze, and the anus was again, its tight, unyielding self.
She had , just as promised, fed him to her butt.
The test of strength would come next. She felt struggles in her
bowel, she also felt something that made her get very
excited. She knew her body like a clock, and it was rapidly
approaching the 4 O'clock hour, that time of the day, when
her body would rid itself of it's discarded wastes.
The familiar pressure, made itself known, just a few minutes later
than normal this afternoon, only, there seemed to be something in
the way.
She was about to leave for the rest room, when the phone rang.
It was a dear old friend that she loved to speak with,
about nothing in particular, she decided that her body
could wait an extra half hour or so, and she sat down
on a comfy chair, and listened to her friend.