[merritstone]

-September 12th- NEW 1.26.11

Her huge hands on my hips held me free of the ground. Long, long fingers wrapped snuggly around my ass and her thumbs hooked over each side of my hipbone. Meg?s puckered lips slid easily up and down the length of my cock. As I neared my inevitable outcome my legs kicked at empty air until they finally hooked over Meg?s broad, smooth shoulders. With her mouth wrapped around my cock her eyes were still about chest level. Occasionally she would flick her gaze up to meet mine, telling me she wanted it, telling me it was OK to let go.

Rhythmically gasping, I pushed my hands against her forehead. An idiot reflex, the last thing I wanted to do was push her away. Not that it mattered. She was still three times my size, I couldn?t have pushed her off of me if I tried. Fortunately, my struggles only seemed to turn Meg on.

I finally came deep and long, as she moaned with the pleasure of a job well done. She sucked so hard that I literally popped out of her mouth as she set me back onto the ground.

?Yum,? Meg intoned.

?Whuh- whuh- Wow.? I said. My legs were a bit useless at the moment, so I staggered over to the couch and leaned against its plastic frame. It was a doll couch built approximately to Barbie scale that Mai had found for us. To me it was designed for people nearing 25 feet tall, so I had to scramble awkwardly onto its stiff cushions. As big as she was, even Meg looked like a little girl when she sat on it. Well, let?s be fair, those enormous tits of hers prevented her from ever truly looking like a little girl.

Meg giggled at my progress and then hopped onto the couch after me. Her sudden weight caused me to momentarily bounce into the air.

The platinum blonde giantess turned sideways and laid back against the broad couch. She lifted one 9 foot leg into the air and set it down next to me on my left. The other snaked across the couch to my right. I couldn?t help but reach over and lick the inside of her beautifully toned thigh. I ran my hand across the smooth skin of a slender leg that was thicker than my chest.

?Right activity, wrong location.? She moaned with equal parts pleasure and frustration.

There was little doubt as to what she meant. Following the lines of her legs my vision naturally fell upon Meg?s glorious womanhood, crowned by the golden nimbus of her neatly trimmed bush. I could literally see her excitement glistening on her lower lips like due on the morning grass. If we had been on equal footing it would?ve been a tight little twat, but with her height advantage Meg had one very big pussy. Not that I was intimidated. It goes without saying that I had seen bigger.

?My turn,? she purred.

?Your turn for what?? I asked. I had already turned to face her vagina. Pulling one leg underneath me, I got ready to stand.

?You know what,? she groaned. ?Are you going to make me beg?? Above her pussy, beyond a toned trim belly, between the largest breasts I had ever seen, her lovely face twisted with need.

I rose to my feet. Standing between the legs of my prone giantess, feeding off her writhing desire.

?No,? I smiled. ?You just need to say it. Tell me to lick your pussy.?

I took a step forward as she planted her heels onto the couch. As I reached the spot where her legs joined, Meg flexed her muscles and arched her back. Her amazing cunt rose nearly six feet off the ground until it was directly in front of my face. I ran two fingers across the slick fold of one of her vaginal lips.

?Lick my pussy, little man!? she demanded.

?Your wish is my command,? I said in my most dutiful djinn-like voice.

I pushed a hand, hard, onto either thigh. I knew I didn?t have the strength to prevent her from crushing me between them (Meg sometimes did that in the height of passion), but I hoped I might serve as a strong physical reminder not to. Safety check in place, I eased m face into her waiting womanhood.

Sometime later Meg?s enormous ass collapsed onto the floor in orgasmic satisfaction.

?Ah? life is good,? she gasped and then pulled me on top of her, sending me face first into her breasts.

?mhu mufth mu.? I agreed. Her breasts were nearly the size of her head, to me, they were much larger. A pair of the most wonderful beanbag chairs ever created. Firm and fleshly. Pliant and warm.

Now that we had settled in, the living situation was surprisingly comfortable. We all stayed in Meg?s apartment. Meg, Cassy, and I had all quit our jobs out of physical necessity. Mai quit hers because everyone else was doing it and she just wanted to be popular. With our money pooled, we could exist on our savings for a while. As the only normal-sized member of our troop it was set on Mai?s shoulders to help close out our various unused apartments. Moving whatever wasn?t needed into temporary storage.

Mai and Cassy were sleeping in Meg?s old bed? or at least her old bedroom. Cassy feared she might destroy the bed with her Amazonian bulk so they piled up a few futons on the floor. At first Cassy refused to let Mai sleep with her for the same reasons, but Mai?s limber enthusiasm quickly convinced her otherwise.

?Sounds like we?re not the only ones enjoying ourselves,? Meg said.

Popping her thumb-sized nipple out of my mouth I listened to the sounds coming from the other room. It wasn?t hard. Cassy?s loud moans positively filled the apartment. Yes indeed, Mai could be very convincing when she put her mind to it. In fact, she did a very convincing job almost every night.

For our part, Meg and I mostly stayed in ?Tiny Town?, otherwise known as the kitchen counter. This doesn?t sound wonderful, but it was better than you think. It kept us from being underfoot, which was essential, but it was more than that. It was becoming a second home. We dubbed it Tiny Town because it had turned into a veritable village of doll-sized living. Nearly every day Mai brought home a new piece of appropriately sized furniture to add to our growing collection.

Most of the furniture was 12-inch scale. Unfortunately we weren?t, at least not yet. It felt like we were growing everyday but even though Meg seemed to be 18 feet tall to me, she was, in truth, a good deal shorter than a Barbie doll. The collection of furniture made Meg look like a midget, and I was only one-third her size.

Mixed in with the Barbie furniture there was one chair made at 6-inch scale. A lounging chair, the kind you might find in a private library. It was still too big for me, but when Meg sat in it she looked like she was squeezing into a desk from a grade school classroom. When she tried to get back up it was so tightly wedged onto her hips, that Meg momentarily lifted it off the ground before it popped off her butt.

The bathroom facilities were both cutting edge and third world. For the unspeakable necessities of being human we had to resort to chamber pot technology. For modesty Mai had built two different-sized cardboard shacks. One labeled ?Tiny? and the other ?Teeny Tiny?, guess which one was mine. Inside each there were three ?pots?. Mine were bottle caps. One served as a toilet, one was filled with the super-fine sand-like kitty litter, and the last had clean water. Primitive, but it got the job done.

We also had access to the kitchen sink, which could serve as either bathtub or swimming pool (with the help of one of the big girls, of course). As we continued to grow it would eventually also be a shower, but currently Meg and I were far too small to make use of that feature. It would?ve knocked us around like a fire hose. Until that day came, Cassandra was always sure to leave out two bowls of water at night. One for drinking and one bathing, you know, just in case Meg and I got ourselves dirty.

Our bedroom was exquisite. When I say ?bedroom?, I simply meant where we slept, there were no walls. We had a Barbie bed, which had been tricked out with an extra layer of tissue. Turns out Barbie (who would?ve been twenty-four feet tall from my 3 inch perspective) did not care so much about comfort, just appearance. Big success there, as the bed easily fit both of us. It was a super-king-sized bed for my giant blonde lover, and about the size of the average living room to me. The larger girls even got us a house-sized pillow to sleep on and swatches of fleece, silk, and cotton in case we got cold.

They need not have bothered. Meg did a very good job keeping me warm at night and she was all the pillow I would ever need. More evenings than not ended with me falling exhausted and sweaty onto Meg?s heaving bosom after making full use of her gracious invitations.

And I don?t want you to think we were prisoners. Certainly Mai and Cassy strongly suggested that Meg and I stay in Tiny Town to avoid getting stamped on, but there was a way down. A couple of thumbtacks pressed into either end of the counter with a long string connected to them. Meg and I were surprisingly strong for our relative sizes and could easily climb down if we wanted to.

?Listening to them fuck is getting me super-horny.? She said.

The muscles in Meg?s body tensed as she began to move. Meg grabbed me by the waist and lifted me into the air. I floated above her as she lay in front of our ?TV? (an iPod touch in a vertical dock). Her large lips kissed mine and then she slid me up her body and pulled my stiffening penis into her mouth. In two pulls I was wood-hard again, but then she slid me back out giving the tip of my cock a flick of the tongue as she did so.

?Man,? I said looking down at Meg, ?is it me or are we, as a foursome, always non-stop super-horny.?

Her large hands set me back on the ground and she rose to a sitting position.

?Just lucky, I guess,? Meg smiled. ?So do think you and your tiny, little pecker are up to satisfying me??

?Tiny?!? I hollered. She giggled. ?Tiny? There?s nothing tiny about my pecker!?

Proportionately my erection was still double its normal size. For effect I shifted my hips left and then right, swinging my monstrous cock around like I was at batting practice.

?Look at that!? I demanded proudly. I had to look up as I said it. Even sitting Meg was taller than me. ?Go ahead and take a good, long look.?

?I am. Can you say, ?cocktail wiener??? she teased. ?Any smaller and I?d have to squint.?

Technically, she was right. To Meg?s perspective it probably wasn?t the most impressive penis in the world. I might have had a double-sized cock, but Meg was a triple-sized girl. It was only my male pride that refused to accept this fact? anyway- this was fun.

?You dare?? I yelled up at her towering form. ?I?ll have you know, I?m hung like a horse.?

?A horse, huh? I might be willing to accept a pony- maybe. How about we say you?re hung like a ?My Little Pony?,? she giggled, ?that?s a kind of horse.?

?Aw, don?t listen to her, boy,? I said looking down at my dick. This caused Meg to guffaw with laughter. ?Hey, don?t blame me. Its not my fault you?ve got a giant pussy.?

Affronted, she rose to her knees, further increasing her height advantage. Pale hands balled in fists and planted themselves firmly into her hips. Meg coughed and then extended index fingers out, laying them against her bare skin so that they pointed directly at her crotch.

?Oh, do I?? she gasped in mock-outrage.

?I?m surprised you haven?t heard the echo.?

Meg?s eyes widened slightly at the remark, but her foil was coyote quick and she parried with a smile on her lip.

?Just like a man,? she grinned, ?to feel intimidated by a powerful woman. Listen, shrimp, I assure you that my perfect little pussy is juicy-tight.?

I began to retort, but she cut me off.

?-And,? she interrupted. Meg formed her fingers into a triangle and laid them over her swell of her pubic mound. ?-And if you want me to serve you a piece of this pie you better stop complaining about it.?

?Do I get whip cream??

?You bet,? she grinned.

?Then me and my tiny penis are at your prefect-sized pussy?s beck and call.?

She giggled, rolled to her back, and spread her legs invitingly. Slender fingers traced her hands across her inner thighs a mere moment before I dove between them. She gasped and laughed with pleasure as I entered her. 15 minutes later she rolled to the flat of her back with a thump. I looked up from licking her naval to watch the shockwave pass through Meg?s outstanding breasts. She was panting and sweaty.

?Muh-Maybe your not soooo tiny after all,? she sighed contentedly.

?Maybe you just like cocktail wieners.?

Laughing, my little giantess pulled me up to give me a triple-sized kiss. With my lips on hers, my hips were laying on her chest. With a tight squeeze of her arms Meg playfully crushed my hips between her abundant curves. Smothering me from waist to knees.